02-14-2009, 10:42 PM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Originally Posted by PhoenixFlame Ludo listened to Professor Pierce's explination of the Mirror. As he did he was only slightly surprised to see her so relaxed in the chair. She stopped talking and he contemplated over her words. He was still a bit confused.
So as the Transfiguration Professor stood up and left, Ludo thought. "Thank you Professor...see ya." he said a bit awkwardly. "If all the Professors are looking into it, surely it can't be bad."
The only way he'd learn the mirror's secrets seemed to be to look into it.
Timidly, Ludo stepped up to the mirror. As he got closer...his relfection came into view. Ludo noticed that it was still the same, but suddenly..it changed. His eyes widened as he gazed at himself...
He was much older and wearing a coat worn by the Healers of St. Mungo's. The older Ludo sat at a desk, talking to a person out of the mirror's focus, in a sort of office. Books lined the walls and Ludo looked...truely happy. "Woah..." he whispered. This was truely, incredibly, insanely, wonderful. Elizabeth had been heading up to the common room, but had gotten sidetracked by the several professors and students coming out from behind a painting of a sleeping dragon. And, remembering when she had been able to access the prefect's lounge last term, which had been behind a painting, her curiosity had gotten piqued.
Catching the strange handle on the side of the frame, she slipped inside before it could swing shut behind Professors Pierce and Bunbury, along with Lyra, and the other students trailing them. Once inside, she saw Anna talking to the Runes professor, along with a small Slytherin boy. And Ludo staring into a mirror. Grinning, she crept over to him, wondering if she'd be able to sneak up to him again, what with the mirror and all. But as she got closer, she heard his whisper and realized he was mesmerized by whatever he was looking at, so she kept moving. Not really paying attention to the mirror at all.
Leaning around him, she looked up at him with another grin, poking him in the side. "What's so interesting?," she then asked him.
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