Chapter 7: His Only Desire
It took George every bit of energy and will he still had to stop him from flinging himself into the mirror.
-“FRED, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE? WHERE ARE YOU?! FRED, CAN YOU HEAR ME?” roared George. He couldn’t tell if any of it was real, if this was just one awful nightmare. “COME ON! ANSWER ME! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”
George was full of rage. Was his mind playing tricks on him? Why was he looking at the reflection of his brother, who didn’t seem to care for the state of madness his brother was in, and didn’t bother to comfort him and tell him everything was going to be alright? He was just staring back at him with a silent, peaceful face. That was it. George got up and seized the mirror, ready to smash it.
-“George? What are you doing?!”
George immediately let go of the mirror. Was he starting to hear his brother’s voice now? He thought he’d gone mad. However, when he looked at the door, he saw Ron standing near it, befuddled at the sight of his brother wrestling with a mirror.
-“Oh. It’s you,” said George. Then all of a sudden, he threw himself at his younger brother, crying into his shoulders. Ron, who wasn’t quite used to this sudden display of affection, awkwardly patted his brother in the back. Even in these circumstances, he couldn’t find anything to say. Their sadness was too deep to be expressed by words. That’s when his eyes fell on the mirror.
-“Bloody hell!” whispered Ron, his eyes fixated on the tall mirror that was unmistakably familiar.
-“What is it?”
-“George… This is the mirror of Erised!”
Ron had let go of his brother now, and was staring at the magnificent mirror. There he was, holding the Elder wand in one hand, Hermione by the other.
-“The mirror of Erised. Harry discovered it during our first year,” Ron said. “We used to come here at night for him to see his parents.”
-“What are you talking about?” said George, looking strangely at his brother. Had everyone gone crazy?
-“According to Dumbledore, this mirror showed every person their deepest, strongest desire. He wanted to see his family, so he did. But he could never talk to them. He just stared.”
George had stopped listening. He was looking in the mirror. Fred was looking back at him. And he understood.
Five years ago, when he and his twin looked into the mirror, all they saw was their own reflection. Because that was their only desire. To be together. To stay together.
And today, George didn’t see himself in the mirror. He only saw his brother. Because he’s the only person he ever wanted to be with.