The Potter Twins

Tell me. What do you see?

Chapter 25: Tell me. What do you see?

Walking down the long stair case I try and steady my breathing, he was just laying there he sacrificed himself so we could keep moving forward the stupid Weasley. Oh God what do I tell his Mother his Brothers we got him in danger. "He'll be ok Hermione is with him" Harry places a hand on my shoulder as we keep walking Nodding my head I push the thought of Ron out of my head we have bigger things to face.

Walking into a big room the first thing I notice is the Man standing Infront of The Mirror of Erised that sits in the middle of the room, narrowing my eyes at the reflection I try and catch the reflection of the man only to be surprised that it wasn't Snape, or Voldemort.

The man standing before it,

It is Professor Quirrell.

"Ahh" Reaching up I place my hand over my scar as it burns like never before looking at the man he turns around to show that I really wasn't seeing things it was really Professor Quirrell standing Infront of the Mirror.

"You?... No. It can't be...Snape. He was the one"

"Yes. He does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to me, who would suspect, 'p-p-poor s-stuttering Professor Quirrell?'" Bastard faked it faked being a helpless scared Teacher that I took pity on and hes the bad guy what does that make Snape a Minion his Side Kick his Friend?

"B-but, that day, during the Quidditch Match, Snape tried to kill Harry." Snape was the one chanting he was watching Harry eye like a hawk never blinking muttering under his breath while Harry clung on for dear life to try and not fall to his death. "No, No dear. I tried to kill him! And trust me, if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded. Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse."

Snaped tried to save my brother he couldn't have but then again I never looked at the rest of the teachers what he is saying could it be true. Might be I still don't trust the guy all he does is pick on me or my brother.

"Snape was trying to... save me?" Harry mutters not believing it, it doesn't make sense he seems to hate us he just fits evil Snape has had to transfigure himself to look like to Professor Quirrell to throw us off. Yes?

"I knew you were a danger right from the off. Especially after Halloween" Halloween is he talking about the Troll that somehow managed to get into Hogwarts and nearly killed me and Hermione in the girls toilets. "Th-then you let the troll in".

"Very good Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running to the dungeon, he went to the 3rd floor to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. He rarely left me alone." Professor Quirrell turns back to the mirror. I release a deep breath applying pressure to my scar trying to fight through the excruciating pain. "But he doesn't understand. I'm never alone. Never. Now...what does this mirror do? I see what I desire. I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?".

A raspy voice, calls. 'Use the twins' looking around the room I don't see another person in here so how? Where did the voice come from. "Come here, Potters, now!"

"You got to be joking right? Umm No!" his hand clutches tightly onto his wand as he stares at the both of us clearly not joking, hes the teacher of the Defence Against the Dark Arts he can easily do something if pushed to.

Gulping I walk with Harry as we advanced next to Professor Quirrell he makes us stand in front of the Mirror watching the both of us closely "Tell me. What do you see?".

Looking in to the mirror. I sees myself standing next to Harry. Harrys mirror self brings his hand into his pocket and takes out a red stone! The mirror self winks and hands it over to my mirror self putting it into my pocket. Very subtly, i reach into my pocket. There is a lump. I turn my head to Harry shaking slightly to which his eyes widen as his gase drops to my pocket and back.