Rachel sat a few rows back from Ginny, Hermione, Ron and Harry. She couldn’t quite believe that Dumbledore was gone.
She woke up in the middle of the night hearing screams, shouts and spells being fired. She grabbed her coat and wand as she tore off down the staircase and out of the common room to the corridors of the castle which was illuminated amber glow from the fire lighting up from somewhere outside.
She swished her head round to see death eaters running to the exit and battling near her. She joined the fight over by Professor McGonagall, who was battling a death eater.
She had learned afterwards what had happened. Snape was still a double agent but for the other side, not theirs. She found it odd- she, Hermione, Ginny and even Luna sometimes would talk about him behind their backs, but somehow she couldn’t get her head around the fact that Snape was that… well, evil and not as in he gave them too much homework evil anymore. The real kind of evil that could seep into the cracks in your life without knowing it.
Words floated from the small vicar at the front- maybe that answered one of the questions of the wizarding world. Did they have the same religion as muggles and if not did they believe in god? They never seemed to mention religion in their history books or maybe it was a taboo subject, who knew and at that moment who cared? Her beliefs were her own, that was good enough for now, she thought as she returned her mind to the service.
When he finished Rachel waited as she saw Harry walk off with Hermione and Ron- she knew what had just happened, exactly what she had expected and seen coming but she hadn’t mentioned because she wanted Ginny to enjoy those last moments without the shadow looming of what was about to come. She walked up to Ginny.
“You okay there Gin?” she asked as she stood by her friend in her seat.
“Hmm?” said Ginny as she looked up, tears threatening to spill over. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“He did it because he loves you Ginny- hold on to that thought,” advised Rachel. Ginny nodded and hugged Rachel when she sat down next to her.
“Hey,” said two identical voices from behind the girls. They turned around to look at Fred and George.
“Hey,” said Rachel speaking for the both of them so Ginny could compose herself. “How are you two?”
“We’re holding up,” they replied as they sat behind the girls and enveloped the girls in a hug from behind.
Rachel slowly opened her eyes and looked over to the rows that were now dispersing.
“We should get going otherwise you lot are going to have an awkward moment with Percy quite soon,” she remarked.
The four of them got up and walked through the grounds until the girls spotted the golden trio walking in the same direction. At that moment Luna came running over and grabbed Ginny walk the grounds with her, leaving Rachel with the boys.
“And then there were three,” she remarked, but when she turned around she saw that there was only one twin left. "What happened to George?" she asked, frowning at the fact he left without her realising.
"Don't know," remarked Fred, lying easily, knowing George had left them alone on purpose. "Where do you want to go?" he asked.
Rachel looked around and saw that more than a handful of girls were staring at Fred and she wasn't that comfortable to be able to talk to him infront of oogling eyes. "Lets go inside. For once it won't be heaving in there."
So they made there way to the entrance hall and decided to look through a couple of classrooms and found an old one to sit in an talk. Just as Fred was sitting down her caught a relflection of himself in part of a mirror covered by boxes. He creeped over to it and removed a few boxes.
"I think that's the mirror of erised," said Rachel in an awe inspired tone.
"What does it do?" asked Fred standing back from the mirror to look at it properly.
"It's supposed to show the person looking their deepest desires," she replied, "or something to that effect."
Fred looked from her to the reflection. "Can anyone else see what the other is looking at?"
"No," she answered quickly.
Fred took a step towards the mirror and looked in. His eyes widened as he looked at his reflection of what his deepest desire was. He had expected her alright just not the way he was seeing her in the reflection; with only his Ireland quiditch supporters t-shirt, that she'd got him from the world cup, on that covered only to the top part of her thighs. Not like that, although she looked quite cute in the over sized top. He was, however, pleased at his reflections placement of his hand around her waist which the mirror-Rachel leaned into and the kiss that the couple in the reflection were sharing.
"What do you see?" she asked, standing next to him. "You seem pretty happy about it," she said, looking at his smile.
"That the war was over and everyone was happy," he replied, lying again to her.
She stepped into the spot next to Fred and he saw her eyes widen.
"What do you see?" he asked, looking at her.
"The same as you," she replied, controllig her voice. "And that Hermione and Ron have finally gotten together." She smiled at that.
They put the boxes back after agreeing that it was a bad idea to look at it for to long or they might be stuck here forever. Rachel thought as they were clearing up that although she saw what she said she had saw that was from the last time she'd deen the mirror in her fourth year with Hermione. This time however she had seen what Fred had seen aswell, but she just didn't know it.
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