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Alright, enough was enough. Anastasia had heard about a giant mirror on the sixth floor. A big, spankin' huge shiny piece of work that had her name written all over it. It was a fact that gorgeous people enjoyed looking at themselves in reflective surfaces - and the Mirror of Erised, if it really existed, was too tempting for Bunbury to miss.
She found herself wandering along the sixth floor with the latest issue of The Quill tucked under her arm, trying to sneak along the corridor in a high pair of PINK Prada heels.
Alright, where's the mirror? Mirror mirror on the wall, Bunbury thought to herself, eying the hallway slowly from left to right. She snuck farther down the hallway, tracing along the wall with one hand.
Then she felt something. Weren't portraits supposed to be smooth and flawless? Then why was there a door handl---
"AHA!" Bunbury exclaimed as she pushed through the portrait of a dragon and into a room behind it. "The Mirror of Erised! At lasssst!" Anastasia stopped just inside the door and clapped her hands, simpering at her reflection from afar. She was absolutely ignoring all the children and professors and whatever else happened to be inside - it was all about that mirror.
And that reflection. Don't I look good. Annie would have to be get closer now....her blue eyes locked on her own eyes in the mirror, Anastasia took an automatic step towards it. She had to figure out who were those handsome men surrounding her reflection, all of them holding out different pairs of shoes.....oh....so dreamy....
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