It looked like an unused classroom. The dark shapes of desks and chairs were piled against the walls, and there was an upturned wastepaper basket, but propped against the wall facing him was something that didn't look as if it belonged there, something that looked as if someone had just put it there to keep it out of the way. It was a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, standing on two clawed feet. There was an inscription carved around the top: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. He gasped loudly, pulling the cloak off, he stared in shock. The Mirror of Erised. He couldn't believe it was at Hogwarts. He had only heard stories of the Mirror before, it was an artifact his Father had spoken about, he had hoped once to find it when he was young and exploring the Wizarding world. "Hermione, is this.." Harry asked the trembling in his normally steady voice gave away his excitement. "It is" she said in a hushed whisper, green eyes wide, she had only dreamed about finding something so amazing. "Mr and Miss Riddle" a soft voice spoke from behind him. Screaming Harry jumped and spun around in shock to see none other than Albus Dumbledore himself, Hermione stared at him wide eyed as she subtly kicked the cloak to behind her feet, hidden by her own dressing gown. "Sir" Harry responded gasping for his breath. "Sorry my boy I did not mean to startle you" Dumbledore smiled, Harry didn't believe him for a minute, his hands clenching at being called his boy.