Mirror Mirror Repost
A/N Hermione is sucked into a world that is a "mirror image" of her own.The challenge found on WIKTT did not have much rules so I borrowed some from another AU challenge by Mistress Vamp that was found on GE. There is so much to mention about the challenge that will be written when it comes up. formerly known as Pop goes the Weasel. This fic has all book spoilers up to and including DH.
The wild haired brown-eyed girl known as Hermione Granger was beaten, bloody and tired. She did not want to move from her spot from where she was sitting in the Shrieking Shack. Across from her was the body of her mentor, partner and lover Severus Snape the latest victim of the battle waging all around her.
The dark wizard known as Voldemort had terrorized the wizarding world for many years until his supposed demise in 1981 when a killing curse backfired on him. He was threatened by a prophecy concerning a child, during the night he tried to eliminate that child when the incident occurred. The boy grew up to be one of her best friends Harry Potter. Out of loyalty to her friend she stuck by him through everything. What made Voldemort so invincible were the objects he stored his soul in so he could not die a normal death. What Harry didn’t now but she knew is that he himself was an object Hecrux and he himself would have to die to a certain extent to defeat his enemy. A truth she was not allowed to divulge but will be known soon. Harry was on his way to the Headmaster’s office to view this fact. It was an honorable goal but like all things was a price. She lost everyone she had ever loved or cared for in this bloody battle.
Every last member of her family, Dumbledore, Mad Eye, The Weasleys who where like her parents, Sirius, Ron, Remus, Tonks Ginny, Luna, Neville, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Hagrid, and Professor McGonagall. It was just she and Harry now. She was tired of the death and destruction, she just wanted to rest and go with them. Then she had a startling thought. Death was needed to destroy the Hecrux left in Harry, but what if he chooses to stay with the dead instead of returning and finishing the battle? It was always a possibility that he would not return, Dumbledore always said that free will was a major factor in magic and spells. Her mind went back to a conversation she had with Tonks shortly after burying Dumbledore.
“I am so scared Tonks” The older woman put her arms around her and said, “ It is perfectly natural to be afraid right now. I would be more concerned if you where not.” “Do you think it is hard to die?”
“No, I don’t think so, I have been close to death enough times to know it is nothing to be afraid of. What would scare me is that all that I worked hard for would be in vain.”
If she let go without seeing this through then everything would have been for nothing, and Tonks and the rest of them meant too much to her to let that happen. Severus had a plan in this eventuality. He was always prepared for almost anything.
She looked down at the rings that where on her fingers on her right hand. They where given to her for her protection during the battle. It did not seem necessary to wear anymore. She pulled them off and put them in her vest pocket where she had a secret pocket, a pocket Severus insisted on.
She then leaned down and kissed Severus’s cold lips. “ I will be with all of you soon, I just need to be certain that it is over first, Save a seat for me love”. She went into his waistcoat and removed a yellow stone on a gold chain and a potion from his secret pocket he had sewed in years ago. She put the stone around her neck and drank the potion. She then took her wand in one hand, and took the elder wand that Harry left with her and put it in her back pocket. She Apparated to the school grounds humming “Pop Goes the Weasel” memories of her life flashed in her mind
All around the mulberry bush, The monkey chased the Weasel
Meeting Ron and Harry on the train for the first time
The monkey chased the Weasel
Florish and Blotts with her parents buying books for her first year; Mr. and Mrs. Weasley accompanying them for the second year books, Mr. Weasley standing up for them to Mr. Malfoy
The monkey stopped to pull the sock
Visiting Hagrid at his hut, talking about their adventures
Pop goes the Weasel
Meeting Bill and Charlie for the first time;
Charlie showing her dragons for the Tri Wizard Tournament
Victor asking her out
Half a pound of Temmpy Ice
Fred and George selling their experiments in the Griffondor common room,
Half a pound of Tricle
Meeting Remus on the train, feeling his calm patience in the classroom,
Mix it up and Make it Nice
Hermione, Ginny and Tonks bonding over a pillow fight in Grimmauld Place
Pop Goes the Weasel
Sirius putting up Christmas Decorations and dancing with her all night at Grimmauld Place
Up and down the city Road
Bonding with Kingsley over a snow ball fight
In and out the Eagle
Staying up with Bill during the full moon
That the way the money goes
Remus proposing to her
Pop goes the Weasel
Dumbledore’s smiling in welcome each year at Hogwarts
For you might sew and sew
Picking flowers with Neville and Luna for Herbology
That’s the way the money goes
Walking hand and hand through Knockturn ally with Severus
Pop goes the Weasel
She stood in the great hall surrounded by Death Eaters and bodies of the fallen the DA, The Qudditch Team, The professors, all went down valiantly in battle. In the middle of the bodies was Harry, eyes closed peacefully. He must have deduced that she had the wand “Give me the elder wand or die like your precious Harry.” For a moment all she could do was stare at Harry’s face, her best friend was gone. The last reason for living or fighting was gone. It only strengthened her resolve to be sure that the Voldemort would die for good this night, she didn’t care if she had to die to do it.
Voldemort must have been so distracted by his apparent victory he did not see Harry’s spirit smirk at her and enter the stone around her neck.
“You are pathetic, to think I was afraid of you. You are a hypocrite and a liar. You claim to be pureblood when you started this little cause all the while you are half blood. You kill people that are defenseless and too young to defend themselves. You allow other to do your work and die for your cause while you sit away watching the carnage. You are even afraid of death you bloody coward.
You are useless in the old ways that nearly destroy you, it nearly destroyed you then and it will destroy you now.”
He growled in rage and grabbed a wand from the closest death eater and went after her.
She knew she was nothing compared to Voldemort, but she gave a good fight, thanks to Snape, Sirius and others showing her how to duel.
The lore of the elder wand was one of the many things she learned over the years, a truth that dawned on her while she was fighting. In all the lore she studied about the wand it said that there were two ways to gain ownership, a duel, or the previous owner willingly give it up. Harry willingly gave her the wand he won from Draco, the one that disarmed Dumbledore in the first place, the owner of the elder wand. This means that even if Voldemort gets it he can’t kill her because the wand accepted her as owner. She could hear Harry in her mind say “that’s right" making her pause for a second.
Her moment’s pause enables Voldemort to knock her over and grab the elder wand from her pocket. “Goodbye Mudblood” he said coldly as he raised the wand to end it all.
“ See you in Hell Tom” she replied defiantly.
Voldemort said the words that should have ended it all for her but like she predicted the wand knew her to be the true master of the wand. The curse was forced the curse back and killing Voldemort for good. Before she could react another beam of light forced her backward into a mirror that was in the corner. She remembered hitting the mirror then nothing else.
***
Justin Finch-Flannery was running after his best friend aka boy who lived Adrian Percy Fletcher as he ran through the woods aimlessly looking for someone
“Adrian, stop for Merlin's sake! This is absurd! There is no way Hermione is here it is impossible. Hermione died two years ago!”
Don’t you think I know that! I can’t explain how or why, I just know she is!” exclaimed Adrian rubbing his lightning bold scar, a habit he had since childhood when something was bothering him
While the two boys argued, Adrian’s cousin Sirius Black ran to a human form under a tree in front of them. There was the figure of their lost friend Hermione Black. Before they could think about how they should handle the situation Sirius scooped her in his arms and took her to his bike and rode away to their hide out Grimmauld Place.
The wild haired brown-eyed girl known as Hermione Granger was beaten, bloody and tired. She did not want to move from her spot from where she was sitting in the Shrieking Shack. Across from her was the body of her mentor, partner and lover Severus Snape the latest victim of the battle waging all around her.
The dark wizard known as Voldemort had terrorized the wizarding world for many years until his supposed demise in 1981 when a killing curse backfired on him. He was threatened by a prophecy concerning a child, during the night he tried to eliminate that child when the incident occurred. The boy grew up to be one of her best friends Harry Potter. Out of loyalty to her friend she stuck by him through everything. What made Voldemort so invincible were the objects he stored his soul in so he could not die a normal death. What Harry didn’t now but she knew is that he himself was an object Hecrux and he himself would have to die to a certain extent to defeat his enemy. A truth she was not allowed to divulge but will be known soon. Harry was on his way to the Headmaster’s office to view this fact. It was an honorable goal but like all things was a price. She lost everyone she had ever loved or cared for in this bloody battle.
Every last member of her family, Dumbledore, Mad Eye, The Weasleys who where like her parents, Sirius, Ron, Remus, Tonks Ginny, Luna, Neville, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Hagrid, and Professor McGonagall. It was just she and Harry now. She was tired of the death and destruction, she just wanted to rest and go with them. Then she had a startling thought. Death was needed to destroy the Hecrux left in Harry, but what if he chooses to stay with the dead instead of returning and finishing the battle? It was always a possibility that he would not return, Dumbledore always said that free will was a major factor in magic and spells. Her mind went back to a conversation she had with Tonks shortly after burying Dumbledore.
“I am so scared Tonks” The older woman put her arms around her and said, “ It is perfectly natural to be afraid right now. I would be more concerned if you where not.” “Do you think it is hard to die?”
“No, I don’t think so, I have been close to death enough times to know it is nothing to be afraid of. What would scare me is that all that I worked hard for would be in vain.”
If she let go without seeing this through then everything would have been for nothing, and Tonks and the rest of them meant too much to her to let that happen. Severus had a plan in this eventuality. He was always prepared for almost anything.
She looked down at the rings that where on her fingers on her right hand. They where given to her for her protection during the battle. It did not seem necessary to wear anymore. She pulled them off and put them in her vest pocket where she had a secret pocket, a pocket Severus insisted on.
She then leaned down and kissed Severus’s cold lips. “ I will be with all of you soon, I just need to be certain that it is over first, Save a seat for me love”. She went into his waistcoat and removed a yellow stone on a gold chain and a potion from his secret pocket he had sewed in years ago. She put the stone around her neck and drank the potion. She then took her wand in one hand, and took the elder wand that Harry left with her and put it in her back pocket. She Apparated to the school grounds humming “Pop Goes the Weasel” memories of her life flashed in her mind
All around the mulberry bush, The monkey chased the Weasel
Meeting Ron and Harry on the train for the first time
The monkey chased the Weasel
Florish and Blotts with her parents buying books for her first year; Mr. and Mrs. Weasley accompanying them for the second year books, Mr. Weasley standing up for them to Mr. Malfoy
The monkey stopped to pull the sock
Visiting Hagrid at his hut, talking about their adventures
Pop goes the Weasel
Meeting Bill and Charlie for the first time;
Charlie showing her dragons for the Tri Wizard Tournament
Victor asking her out
Half a pound of Temmpy Ice
Fred and George selling their experiments in the Griffondor common room,
Half a pound of Tricle
Meeting Remus on the train, feeling his calm patience in the classroom,
Mix it up and Make it Nice
Hermione, Ginny and Tonks bonding over a pillow fight in Grimmauld Place
Pop Goes the Weasel
Sirius putting up Christmas Decorations and dancing with her all night at Grimmauld Place
Up and down the city Road
Bonding with Kingsley over a snow ball fight
In and out the Eagle
Staying up with Bill during the full moon
That the way the money goes
Remus proposing to her
Pop goes the Weasel
Dumbledore’s smiling in welcome each year at Hogwarts
For you might sew and sew
Picking flowers with Neville and Luna for Herbology
That’s the way the money goes
Walking hand and hand through Knockturn ally with Severus
Pop goes the Weasel
She stood in the great hall surrounded by Death Eaters and bodies of the fallen the DA, The Qudditch Team, The professors, all went down valiantly in battle. In the middle of the bodies was Harry, eyes closed peacefully. He must have deduced that she had the wand “Give me the elder wand or die like your precious Harry.” For a moment all she could do was stare at Harry’s face, her best friend was gone. The last reason for living or fighting was gone. It only strengthened her resolve to be sure that the Voldemort would die for good this night, she didn’t care if she had to die to do it.
Voldemort must have been so distracted by his apparent victory he did not see Harry’s spirit smirk at her and enter the stone around her neck.
“You are pathetic, to think I was afraid of you. You are a hypocrite and a liar. You claim to be pureblood when you started this little cause all the while you are half blood. You kill people that are defenseless and too young to defend themselves. You allow other to do your work and die for your cause while you sit away watching the carnage. You are even afraid of death you bloody coward.
You are useless in the old ways that nearly destroy you, it nearly destroyed you then and it will destroy you now.”
He growled in rage and grabbed a wand from the closest death eater and went after her.
She knew she was nothing compared to Voldemort, but she gave a good fight, thanks to Snape, Sirius and others showing her how to duel.
The lore of the elder wand was one of the many things she learned over the years, a truth that dawned on her while she was fighting. In all the lore she studied about the wand it said that there were two ways to gain ownership, a duel, or the previous owner willingly give it up. Harry willingly gave her the wand he won from Draco, the one that disarmed Dumbledore in the first place, the owner of the elder wand. This means that even if Voldemort gets it he can’t kill her because the wand accepted her as owner. She could hear Harry in her mind say “that’s right" making her pause for a second.
Her moment’s pause enables Voldemort to knock her over and grab the elder wand from her pocket. “Goodbye Mudblood” he said coldly as he raised the wand to end it all.
“ See you in Hell Tom” she replied defiantly.
Voldemort said the words that should have ended it all for her but like she predicted the wand knew her to be the true master of the wand. The curse was forced the curse back and killing Voldemort for good. Before she could react another beam of light forced her backward into a mirror that was in the corner. She remembered hitting the mirror then nothing else.
***
Justin Finch-Flannery was running after his best friend aka boy who lived Adrian Percy Fletcher as he ran through the woods aimlessly looking for someone
“Adrian, stop for Merlin's sake! This is absurd! There is no way Hermione is here it is impossible. Hermione died two years ago!”
Don’t you think I know that! I can’t explain how or why, I just know she is!” exclaimed Adrian rubbing his lightning bold scar, a habit he had since childhood when something was bothering him
While the two boys argued, Adrian’s cousin Sirius Black ran to a human form under a tree in front of them. There was the figure of their lost friend Hermione Black. Before they could think about how they should handle the situation Sirius scooped her in his arms and took her to his bike and rode away to their hide out Grimmauld Place.