(Possibly Discontinuing) A Second James that Found his Lily (HarryPotterxReader)

~Mystery Solved (Part 3)~

(Sorry for the late chapter)

~Your POV~

Harry and I just left Hermione and Ron alone, I was still worried about Ron, but Harry and I had to keep on moving.

We walked up to the door. "Ok, we got this. We're Y/n L/n and Harry Potter." I reassure the both of us.

"Yea, Harry Potter and Y/n L/n." Harry mumbles with a nod.

I but my hand on the door, whipping my wand out before I open the door to reveal....

Professor Quirrell?

I froze before I could walk. I saw his turban and his face in the reflection in a mirror.

I examine the scene a little more and realize, that it's the same Mirror Harry saw in the old classroom. The same one where I saw myself defeating Voldemort, and I'm an Aurora as well as seeing Harry standing next to me.

"Ah, I was wondering when you would come." Quirrell says, he turns around and something feels odd, I can't exactly place it though.

Harry can, though.

"You aren't stuttering." He says. "No." He says with a smirk. "Wait, but where's Professor Snape. He's supposed to be here trying to get the stone...!" But I trail off when I come to realization and my eyes widen.

"Oh, Y/n you found out. Nobody would suspect p-p-poor s-stuttering Professor Quirrell." He says.

I still couldn't quite comprehend it. How could it be Quirrell? Every piece of evidence pointed towards Snape.

He seemed to read my mind, as he starting explaining: "I let in the troll on Hallowe'en. I have a specialty with trolls. I let the Mountain troll in to distract the Professors so I could go and try to get passed the three-headed dog and try to get the stone. But Professor Snape knew I had a specialty with trolls, so he went to the third floor corridor and guarded it."

I was still dumbfounded. "Wait, b-but what about the Quidditch Game? He was trying to jinx my brook to knock me off!" Harry says.

"At the Quidditch Game, I tried to kill Harry, by jinxing the broom. Professor Snape was trying to unjinx the broom. I would've knocked you off if Hermione didn't bump into me after Professor Snape's robes cought on fire, which caused me to break the eye contact."

"Now, speaking of the stone," Quirrell says as he turn around looking at the mirror. "How do I find out where the stone is? How does this mirror work? I'm trying to find the stine but it doesn't tell me." He says holding onto the mirror.

A mysterious eery voice speaks from who knows where. "Use the girl." I dart head around trying to find the source of the sound.

But Quirrell turned around and quickly before I could even raise my wand, he grabbed me by my arm and pushed me in front of the mirror.

I tried to pry out of his grasp but he held me there. There was nothing Harry could do.

"What do you see, girl?" Quirrell says. "I have a name, thanks." I announce coldly, I was going to roll my eyes but I don't think that would make the situation better.

I look into the mirror. I see nothing, I only see Quirrell holding onto my shoulders. "It's not going to work if there's multiple people in the reflection of the mirror." I reason.

"She's telling the truth." The eery voice says again. Quirrell let's go of me and leaves the reflection of the mirror. I look at it again, and see just myself.

I'm thinking that maybe it's just not working, until the reflection is starting to move, when I wasn't. It went towards my reflection self's robe, which had B/n in it.