"It's supposed to show you your heart's greatest desire. It's called the Mirror of Erised. Dumbledore told me about it." Harry said, his face turning red.
"Well it seems your mirror is broken, Potter." Draconia giggled, "Because I only see you and me."
I actually started crying silently while watching this, not moving or emitting a sound, just watching as tears slid down my face. My heart yearned with a profound, muted intensity for a love of this caliber, yet I may go through this life without ever knowing a love like this.