The sun shone onto my closed eyelids and I groaned. I hate waking up it's just a hassle meant to make people mad. I pulled my red covers further above my head as I tried to get back to sleep.

But of course sleep didn't want to come for me today so I sat up and stretched my arms above my head. I checked the clock in my room quickly and saw that it was only 7 in the morning. I moaned, sad that I was missing out on much needed sleep.

I slowly got out of my bed that is until, I realized what day it was. Christmas! I skyrocketed down stairs to presents under the huge tree that had been put up. The golden and red banners hung off of it and reflected the light that had come in through the large window.

I large squeal bubbled up to my lips before I swallowed it back down and smiled at what was in front of me. I whirled around suddenly towards the dormitories again. A mischievous smile made its way across my lips as I ran towards the stairs. I made the stairs two at a time. When I saw the right door I quieted down and tiptoed into the dorm.

Harry calmly slept on his side his mouth open slightly and his already unruly hair was even more unruly. Ron on the other hand was hanging off the bed. His head was tilted off the bed and from his mouth was coming the loudest snores I had ever heard. I snickered quietly into the palm of my hand. Blackmail here I come. Before that though the torture.

I ran to Ron's bed and jumped on top of it and started to bounce.

"Wake up!" I screamed as I ran to Harry's bed and pushed him off.

"Bloody hell," Ron mumbled into his pillow, "Why are you waking us up at 7:00 in the morning," he groaned as I opened the curtains wide.

"Because it's Christmas, and I have presents for the first time in years, so if you ruin this for me I will not hesitate to hurt you," I threatened him. His eyes widened at my serious tone.

"Happy Christmas Bells," Ron said with a roll of his eyes. Harry on the other hand was much more enthusiastic while he jumped up and gave me a hug. With his arm around my shoulder he led me downstairs to the pile of presents awaiting us.

We sat down on the couch and Ron on an armchair. Grabbing our own pile we started to open.

We all had opened a good amount when Ron groaned. We looked at him in confusion.

"Mum gave me a Weasley sweater," he complained holding up a homemade, maroon in color sweater with a golden R on the front. I giggled at his disgusted face and he glared at me when I smiled innocently.

He then smiled wickedly and it was my turn to glare at him suspiciously.

"What?" I asked him scared of the answer.

"Mum gave you guys sweaters too," he said waiting for me to groan but I just grew teary eyed. She made me a sweater. Harry looked at me with a happy smile on his face. Ron's mouth dropped open.

"Why aren't you upset?" he asked incredulously. I shrugged as Harry explained.

"We haven't ever gotten anything homemade before, never really had a Mum to care about us enough to do something like this. It makes us think of what our own Mum would have been like…" Harry trailed off with his imagination as I turned the topic to something less depressing.

As we talked about lighter subjects Fred and George came bounding down the stairs dramatically with their Mum's sweaters on over their pajama shirts.

"Well would you look at that," Fred said.

"Looks like Harry and Bells have joined the Weasley family with their very own Weasley sweater," George finished like a game show host on one of Renee's television shows.

"Hey Mum knows that you guys know your names as well there isn't a letter on there," George complimented.

"She suspects we don't know our own names but we know we're called Gred and Forge," Fred said with a straight face before Percy came stumbling down the stairs half awake.

"Percy!" the twins called as they shoved the sweater from his open hand onto his head.

"Hey-" Percy's voice was muffled from the sweater and he soon sputtered as his head broke free from the neck hole.

"Percy get ready for a day of fun-"George started.

"Food-"Fred broke in.

"And family because you aren't sitting at the Prefect table today," they finished together as I giggled behind my hand. Together the three of them marched back up the stairs. I full out laughed as I heard one of the dorm room doors slam high above me.

Harry and Ron chuckled quietly to themselves until Ron pointed out a packet we had missed. It was wrapped in a green paper and was very light. Harry and I ripped it open together as it was addressed to the both of us.

The fabric that fell out was like a liquid as it sliced the air and glinted in the light. Its silver-gray color was mesmerizing and Ron gasped suddenly.

"Wow!" he exclaimed in a hushed voice, "if that's what I think it is then they are really rare and very valuable."

"What is it?" Harry and I questioned in unison.

"An invisibility cloak," he said with sureness in his voice, "try it on," Ron urged. I shrugged to Harry and he swung the cloth around his shoulders, hugging it to himself tightly.

I gasped as everything below my twins neck disappeared. He looked at me and prodded my shield with his brain I opened up and let him see what I was seeing.

His mouth dropped open when he saw that he had only a head.

What… his mental voice trailed off in shock.

"Ron was right," I murmured under my breath so he wouldn't hear my shock. Harry laughed in his head lightly.

"There's a note!" Ron suddenly screamed, pointing to an object at my feet. I picked it up. Narrow loopy handwriting covered the page. I was familiar with it but I couldn't place where I had seen it before.

I read the note to Harry in my head: Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well.

A Very Merry Christmas to you.

"Who's it from?" Harry asked confused. I was in awe though. It had belonged to our father. Our father had held this very cloth in his hands, put it on and wandered the halls of this very castle at night. A tear fell from the corner of my eye and I hurriedly wiped it away before either of the two boys with me could see.

Harry handed it to me and let me try it on. I swirled around in wonder, what joys that this could give me! Sneaking around the castle here I come!

Harry chuckled quietly at my thoughts.

Care if I join? Harry asked as I just shrugged with a small smile on my face. Time to plan…

Just around 11:00 at night

Harry and I had made a plan to meet in the common room tonight at 11:00. Thankfully the cloak was big enough for both of us. I grabbed my wand, the Maruader's Map, and a lantern. Tiptoeing down the steps, I looked around the common room, praying that no one was there and thankfully no one was.

I pulled down my shield with a grimace, I hate feeling so vulnerable but I have to know where my brother is.

Harr- Bear! I called in my mind. You ready?

All set Bells I'll be down in a second. He replied as I heard his dorm door close above. I looked up as he came down the stairs with the cloak in his hand.

"Ready?" he whispered when he was close enough. I nodded. When Harry went to put the cloak on I put a hand on his arm to stop him and held up the Marauder's Map, which looked just like a piece of parchment right now.

Harry this piece of parchment is really very very important. I started to explain in my mind. He nodded telling me to go on.

It shows where everyone in the castle is at all times. Fred and George lent it to me for what we are about to do.

Everyone? He questioned skeptically.

Everyone. I confirmed. I tapped my wand to the parchment and whispered, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," ink exploded form where my wand was touching and words began to form, rooms began to take shape, and footsteps walked around the corridors slowly. Filch was walking around the castle with Mrs. Norris at his heels.

I pointed this out to Harry and he looked shocked.

Shortcuts here we come! He thought excitedly. I giggled as we threw the cloak above us and walked out of the painting hole, the Fat Lady softly snoring behind us. We prowled the halls quickly as we could without making too much noise as to disturb anyone or anything in the castle.

I stopped Harry every so often so I could pull him through a faster route to the library. When we finally did make it the doors were shut tight and we had to pry them open together.

As soon as the Restricted section was in sight and the map was checked to make sure of visitors, we rid of the cloak and explored the F's. I mumbled, "Flamel," under my breath the whole time I scanned the shelves, Harry doing the same a few feet away from me.

We reached the spot where the book should have been, but wasn't. We pulled the book out, the chain it was attached to jangling slightly from the movement. I opened the large leather cover gingerly. Harry held the book as we stared at the blank pages, when suddenly a face burst out of the inside of it. It screamed as if it was in pain and I jumped as Harry slammed the book shut quickly. The book could still be heard screaming though, so we shoved it back onto the shelf and grabbed our cloak to run out. In the process though the lantern we had been carrying knocked over onto the floor and smashed into several pieces. I paused but Harry grabbed my sleeve and pulled me along quickly.

We stumbled out of the library and away from the quickly approaching footsteps. We ran along the hallway and hid behind a suit of armor, breathing heavily. I gasped for breath when suddenly a voice came out of the darkness, "You asked me to come directly to you, Professor, if anyone was wandering around at night, and somebody's been in the library- Restricted Section."

Filch: the name sent fear coursing through me, I could hear his voice getting closer as Harry and I held our breath waiting for filch and whoever was with him to pass by.

"The Restricted Section? Well, they can't be far, we'll catch them," to our horror it was Snape who had replied. I gulped as Harry and I squeezed even closer to the wall as they passed us by. The corridor was too narrow and they were going to hit the cloak. By the look in Harry's eyes I could tell that he knew it too.

Suddenly his fear was gone though and hope replaced it as he pulled me towards… an open door! Oh thank Merlin! We were saved! We slipped in the door and hid against the wall as Snape and Filch passed right by without even noticing us. When they were far enough away we breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked around the classroom, I had never been in it before, and so it must be an old one that they don't use anymore. I pulled the cloak off of us and dropped it on a nearby desk. Glancing around again I noticed a large mirror at the front of the room.

The mirror was huge. It was gold and had two claw-like feet. I read the inscription at the top aloud, "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi," I whispered. It was in a different language, like none that I had ever seen before. Harry was now standing right next to me, looking up as well.

We both instinctively moved closer to look at our reflections but what was there startled the both of us into turning around. In our reflection was a crowd of people. My heart pounded as I whirled around in shock, expecting all of them to be there staring at us. But the room was completely empty. Puzzled I turned back to the mirror again and I actually looked at what I was seeing.

There was me and Harry in the front, I was clutching at his hand like a life preserver, and he to me. Behind us stood two people; one a man with unruly black hair and glasses. His pale face was covered in freckles and his chocolate brown eyes looked just like mine. I almost gasped, it can't be…

I looked to the woman and did actually gasp at what I saw. She looked just like me, except for the hair and the eyes. Her hair was a vibrant red, similar to the Weasley hair color, but her eyes, her eyes were the prettiest shade of green. Like emeralds, when I looked into her eyes I saw Harry. It was our parents.

"Mum," we whispered together as we started at her.

"Dad," we then whispered in shock as he smiled to us. A tear ran down Mum's cheek as she put her hand on my shoulder and Harry covered it with his own. I gulped down tears as I looked at our ancestors seeing tiny details of us in there. The knobby knee, the freckles, the pale skin, all of me was there and I picked out Harry as well.

All of the Potter family smiled back at us and waved. We must have stood there for hours, but they never faded, never once stopped smiling. We smiled right back. I got so close to the mirror at one point that my nose touched the glass. That one touch pulled me to my senses though.

"Harry," I murmured as I tugged on his sleeve. He looked at me and realization came to his eyes.

"We'll be back," he whispered to the mirror as we turned to head back to bed.

"We'll be back," I whispered as we slipped out the door and into the corridor again.

Uuuuuuuu…. Well that chapter was covering Christmas so it's kind of late, but in my defense I had a lot going on. My grandmother had surgery for the second time in 6 months. I just turned 14. Then my friend's grandmother was in the hospital and for a while it was looking slim, but then she got better so… That's no excuse though, I promise to try and get another chapter up by the end of March!

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