Slipped away

Angelina watched from behind a corner as George paced three times in front of a blank wall before a door appeared. The red-head hefted his beater's bat up on his shoulder and entered the door. Angelina followed slowly behind him into the Room of Requirement.

George looked around as he entered the room. All around him shapes of glass looked at him. He stopped in front of one and looked at the person in the mirror. Tears streamed down his cheeks as the person looked at him with a face so much like the one he needed to see. His brown eyes fell on the side of the figures head where there should have been an ear, but there wasn't. With an anguished cry he swung the bat and smashed the cruel glass. Shards scattered across the floor and he turned around to another mirror. Like the first, this one taunted him with a face that appeared to be the one he desperately wanted to see but without an ear. George swung the bat at that one to with a feeling of relief as the image shattered.

Angelina watched from the doorway as George wreaked havoc upon the room. Every mirror he saw showed only his reflection, and every reflection he saw he smashed. The dark-skinned girl came up behind him and gently took the bat from his hands. He turned his pale, tear stained face towards her. "They kept taunting me." He explained as he sunk to the ground, not even noticing when a shard of glass went into his hand. Angelina took his injured hand in her own, and removed the glass before wrapping it with a torn up piece of her sweater.

Angelina wrapped her arms around him and George sunk into her embrace. "I know George, I miss him too." She murmured softly as tears cascaded down her cheeks.