Harry kept muttering to himself as we walked saying that "we were almost there" or "it's right down the next hall'. We'd been walking around for almost an hour when Harry pushed on yet another door and we shuffled in. I closed the door just as Harry let out a loud gasp and threw off the cloak. He rushed up to a large mirror staring at it hungrily. I followed slowly, Ron behind me. When we finally stood beside Harry, he was smiling widely and looked at us expectedly.