Harry sat bolt right up on his bed, half the muffin he was eatting dropped to the ground, as Hedwig flew to the ground to eat the crumbles now on the ground.
Harry tilted his head a bit to the side to see what the Mirror was lit up for. It glowed from stonger to weak, a faint blueie green colour emerdged out of it as he slowly regained the musels in his legs and stood up.
He walked over slowely to the mirror which had now slipped over and was flat down on the ground, making a small humming noise. Harry could feel the sweat poring off his face, after last year he had lost all hope or hearing or seeing Siruis again, everything was lost for him. But some how it seemed to of coime back, but there seemed to be a force in Harry, stopping him from moving forward, from reaching the mirror.
He finally was standing nearly ontop of the mirror on the ground, as Harry bent down to pick it up, and his hands touched the cold cerface and tilted it a bit towards the ceiling, Harry then relised what the light was, it was a glowing normal light at all, it was the "Dark Mark"
~~ I couldn't remember what the sign was called..... my bad. and i dont think that the dursleys live at number 2 Privet drive raenef v, but other then that, good work guys!
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