In the mirror

1943

Draco remembers very well who his second chance was, a teenager locked in the bathroom. The first thing he saw about her was that she was crying, looking at her reflection in the mirror, tears flowing from her eyes endlessly. The girl was heartbroken. He repeated again and again:

"Why am I so ugly?" it hurt him soul to hear, poor girl.

The teenager had dark straight hair, tied into two pigtails. He wore thick glasses, which were the size of half of his face. And by the same adolescence, I was with several pimples.

He had to help, he had to be useful. "No one is ugly in this world, you just have to know how to fix yourself," he spoke, trying to calm the young woman. Causing an opposite effect, because she let go and screamed scared. Yes, it was a bad start.

Surely now I would also send it back to the stars. Why couldn't he do anything right? Why was he always useless?

He didn't know when he started crying, he just hid his face in his hands.

Useless, useless, useless.

"Why are you crying?" he heard a stutter, as he separated his hands from his face, in front of him was the young woman who looked at him curiously.

He was holding it! He was still in front of her! He could still have his chance.

I was excited, I wasn't going to ruin it "I'm sorry for scaring you, I wanted to answer your question" Oh! I had to answer the question "And I thought you didn't want to be my friend anymore because I scared you, I made you scream."

The teenager looked at him skeptically "Why did he want to be my friend? No one wants to be my friend because I'm ugly" her eyes began to fill with tears. How much damage had they done to him?

He spent a long hour trying to calm her down, telling him that she wasn't ugly and that the people who teased with that sure were very insecure and externalized their fears by bothering. He tried to calm her down, it broke his heart to see her like this.

The pigtailed teenager had gotten up to wash her face for him suggestion "I must be a nuisance, right?" she said as wiped her wet face on her robes.

Draco quickly shook his head, maybe it wasn't the experience he wished he had had with a friend, but he felt useful. Moreover, spending time with any human was much better than being locked in the sky with the stars.

"You don't have to worry, I'm glad I can help you," he gave her a smile, causing the young woman to blush.

All blushing and shy asked him "Are you a prince?" this puzzled him a lot, I don't expect that question.

"No, I'm just a teenager?"

"It's that you're very pretty" sighed in love "Like a prince"

Now that she mentioned it, he didn't know what it looked like. He knew that his skin was white, he had whitish blond hair and a thin body, but from there he knew nothing else. What color were his eyes? What was his face like? Was it actually pretty? Or was the teenager being nice?

Embarrassed spoke "Thank you? Although to be honest, I don't even know how I look" the teenager looked at him in surprise and then took him in front of a mirror.

For the first time it could be seen. As he had discovered it, his hair was whitish blonde with slight waves, his eyelashes were a similar color; His skin looked very soft and was white, however, there were areas that were a slight reddish color, as if they had held him tightly and were marked; His eyes were of a beautiful gray color, which became very familiar to him, but he did not remember from where; He had a face without imperfections, no pimples or scars, smooth skin and a slight blush on his cheeks.

Now he understood why the girl told him that he looked like a prince, he was very beautiful. That filled him with confidence in his physique. Although it filled him with doubts about the reddish spots on his skin, who did that to him? I had had no contact with anyone. What had he forgotten?

"I told you you are very beautiful" from his thoughts was taken by the teenager who had a satisfied smile "Surely no one has ever insulted you"

"I've only been close to two wizards" he looked at the young woman "And one despised me, and the other... well, I hope you agree to be my friend" whispered the latter, he was embarrassed and scared, the last time he hoped to make a friend, he was called useless, he didn't think he could bear another contempt.

The teenager let out an excited squeak "Yes, I would like to be your friend. I haven't had any friends since I came to Hogwarts."

"I'm very happy, my name is Draco"

"I am Myrtle Warren" kindly provided "Draco? It is a very uncommon name. I think there was a senior student whose name was the same, although I've never seen him."

"I hope one day to meet him" never believed that there would be another person with the same name.

The girl gave him a sad smile "There are rumors that he passed away"

What a pity that this young man died, it would have been fun to meet someone with the same name. "It's a pleasure Myrtle, I hope we are very good friends" the girl smiled excitedly.

Why did their friendship only last for a few months?

1994

The next day, Hermione left him alone to write to Sirius about what happened the night before. He sat on the floor while thinking about writing to his godfather, in that he decided to take the mirror out of his robe.

"Draco, are you there?" yes, he felt stupid because of his question.

The boy appeared with a sneer "Where else would Harry Potter be?" Harry blushed, always embarrassed by himself. "What are you doing?" Draco said curiously after teasing him, making him blush..

He was an idiot.

"Do you want to write a letter to Sirius with me?" Harry offered remembering that Draco had been friends with his godfather, How old was Draco?

He was going to ask him, but the blond's excited face stopped him. Maybe on another occasion he would talk about his age, for now he wanted to continue seeing that expression of happiness.

"You must tell him about me, maybe we can meet again. Draco kept talking while he wrote down everything he said, even saying a code word to let Sirius know it's true that he found it. "Do you think he still wants to be my friend?" he said after they finished writing the letter, he could see the insecurity on his face.

"Of course he does, Sirius appreciates his friendships very much. He was very happy when he was reunited with Professor Lupin" he tried to reassure.

"Read the letter, I want to hear if you wrote everything I told you," he ordered several minutes later.

A whole bossy. A lovely bossy.

Harry just sighed "You're very bossy, you know'"

"Hurry, Potter!" he said, stretching his body trying to read the letter, however, because of the position of the mirror, he could not read anything. This caused him to pout.

This made him laugh, and in order not to anger his friend further, he decided to read:

Dear Sirius,

            As you had asked me, I will keep you updated about everything that happened at Hogwarts, so I have to tell you that this year I have been selected as the fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament. I don't know until now who was able to introduce my name into the goblet of fire.

            This seems very horrible to me, I can't believe they force me to participate in this tournament. I have already spoken to the director and he has told me that there is no way to get me out of the competition, although the good news is that he has given me a mirror so that there is no disadvantage of knowledge between the other competitors, who are in their seventh year of school, and me.

            In the mirror appeared a blond boy who told me that he knew you and the marauders. He sent me to write a word and he is very sure that you will know that it is him. He just told me:

'Snirius'

Is it a code word? What does it mean? Draco didn't want to tell me his meaning, he just laughed a lot, and says he would have liked to see your reaction. He sends greetings to you and teacher Lupin, he wishes to see you soon. Although I have told him that you are a fugitive and it would be almost impossible for them to greet them in person. He is very stubborn and ignored me, is he always like this?

I hope you're well Sirius and can answer my letter quickly. And you are threatened to respond, or else Draco says that when he sees you he will tell me all your secrets, especially about your crush.

I didn't know you liked someone.

                                                                                                          Harry and Draco.

"Aren't you really going to tell me about that Snirius?" the curiosity was too much, had Sirius really been in love? It was weird to think of seeing his godfather in love with someone.

"You're too young to know, little Potter," Draco smiled as he saw him frown.

"I'm fourteen years old"

The days went by very slowly, he was receiving the scorn of students from the other houses, especially the Hufflepuff, who were angry that he took the spotlight from Cedric Diggory. There were several students from the badger house who showed their anger in the classes they shared.

It was very horrible what he was experiencing, especially because Ron was still upset with him, that idiot believed that he had put his name, according to Hermione his friend was jealous. It was all stupid. Besides, that Hermione, even if she tried to help him, was very busy reading everything about the tournament.

The only times he was calm was when he could talk to Draco. The blond had come into him life to bring tranquility to him busy and dangerous life.

Draco made him laugh and exasperate, his voice and smile warmed his heart and made him blush. With each passing day he fell more in love with him, and how much he wished Draco was just another student at Hogwarts. As he would like to hold his hand and walk together around the castle. He wishes they could have breakfast in the large dining room. He would like both of them to have classes. He wishes he could touch him and not a cold mirror.

But he knew that it was all just a beautiful lie created by his imagination. Draco was just a magical item and could never have a future with him.

And it hurt him a lot.

It pained to think about a future together, when he knew they could never be a real couple. He was a magician and Draco was a magical item. However, even knowing all that he could not stop falling in love with the blonde.

"Draco we got a reply from Sirius," he pulled out the mirror and his godfather's letter. Draco looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to read what Sirius replied.

Dear Harry and Draco?!

            I can't believe what you've been telling me Harry. Are you in the Triwizard Tournament? How is that possible? Why hasn't Dumbledore done anything? Apart from that, is Draco with you?

You don't know how this information surprised me. Remus and I were quite surprised, we understood that James took him when we finished school, but after the attack of that disgusting rat no one saw him again.

Draco, if you're reading this, I want to tell you that I hope we'll see you soon. We have a lot to talk about, although I'm sure Harry has told you everything that has happened over the years. And please, I beg you, don't tell Harry anything about the 'Snirius'. I still don't know why I told you, I knew you were going to use it to threaten me in the future. I hate you, you idiot.

And if all goes well, we'll see you on Sundays when you have free to meet you in Hogsmeade. I don't know how we'll get there, but Moony and I will go see them, nothing will stop us. Although I still need to convince Moony.

And Dragon, take care of little prongs please. We know that you will be of great help for my godson to survive in this stupid competition.

                                                                                              Padfoot

"This will be very good Harry, we will have more help for you to survive in the competition," Draco said happily after hearing Harry about his old friend's letter.

"I'm afraid he'll get caught," he whispered fearfully.

Draco looked at him with a smile "So, our meetings should be secret, only people you totally trust"

He could only think of Hermione at that time, because Ron had been ignoring him until that moment.