Sapphire Witch - Under Editing to make it easier to read

Man With Two Faces

Harry walks down the stairs slowly. Halfway down, he winces, feeling his scar burning, and sees Professor Quirrell standing before the Mirror of Erised. Harry: "You?" Quirrell turns to face him. Harry: "No. I-it can't be. Snape, h-he was the one—-" Y/n: "Ha! I was right!" Quirrell: "Yes. He does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to him, who would suspect p-p-p-poor st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?" Y/n coughs. Quirrell: "Except for Y/n-Is that why you were staring at the back of my head?" Y/n: "Maybe." Harry: "But-but that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me." Quirrell: [smiling evilly] "No, dear boy. I tried to kill you. Y/n got infront of me so since she was a problem I tried to get rid of her too, but she flipped upside down." Harry eyes him in disbelief and confusion. Quirrell: "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 countercurse." Harry: "Snape was trying to save me?" Quirrell: "I knew you were a danger to me right from the off. Especially after Halloween." Harry: "Then-then you let the troll in." Quirrell: "Very good, Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running about the dungeon, he went to the third floor to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. That and Y/n warned all of the teachers that I was the one to let it in but since they had no tangible evidence my job was safe." He turns towards the mirror again; Harry winces as his scar burns again. Quirrell: "He rarely left me alone. But he doesn't understand. I'm never alone, never. [staring into the mirror] Now, what does this mirror do? I see what I desire. I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?" Y/n: "You have to not want to use the stone. The mirror is enchanted." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "Use the boy." Harry looks around, wondering where the voice is coming from. Y/n: "Get with the program, Harry! It coming from the face on the back of Quirrells head!" Quirrell: [turns to Harry] "Come here, Potter. Now!" Harry slowly walks down the stairs, towards Quirrell and the mirror. Quirrell: "Tell me... what do you see?" Harry looks into the mirror, and for a few seconds, sees him standing next to Quirrell, then his reflection reaches into its pocket and pulls out a gleaming red ruby, the Philosopher's Stone; Harry stares in amazement as his reflection smiles and winks, then puts the stone back in its pocket; Harry feels his pocket and realizes the Stone is in his pocket, then looks up again. Quirrell: "What is it? [glances at Harry while speaking] What do you see?" Harry looks at Quirrell, then back at the mirror, determined not to let Quirrell know that he has the Stone. Harry: "I-I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the House Cup." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "He lies." Y/n: "That's pretty obvious. He's a terrible liar." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "Use the other boy." Cedric walks up to the mirror. Cedric: "I see me. Just me. A normal mirror." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "He tells the truth. Use the witch! The powerful witch!" Y/n: "It's a normal mirror." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "She tells-" Y/n: "Wait! It's changing!" Unseen Inhuman Voice: "Yes?" Y/n: "It's Dumbledore and Grindlewald getting married! The wedding is beautiful. Dumbledore's army is there!" Unseen Inhuman Voice: "She still says the truth." Quirrell: [angrily shouting] "Tell the truth! What do you see?!" Unseen Inhuman Voice: "Let me speak to him." Quirrell: [as Harry backs away] "Master, you are not strong enough." Unseen Inhuman Voice: "I have strength enough for this." Quirrell reaches up and starts unwrapping his turban as he turns so his back is to the mirror. Harry turns toward the staircase into the room, wondering whether he should try to escape, then turns towards Quirrell again. He is almost finished unwrapping his turban, save for a piece covering the back of his head. Finally, he removes the turban, revealing a scary-looking chalk-white face, Voldemort. He cranes around and opens his eyes. Voldemort: "Harry Potter, we meet again." Y/n's eyes are a very dark blue as she tries to get into his mind. Cedric: "He's ugly." Y/n & Harry burst out laughing. Y/n: "I love you Cedric, never change." Y/n is staring at him. Voldemort: "Please stop." Y/n: "What the heck?!" Everyone jumps. y/n: "You looked so hot at sixteen! What happened?!" Voldemort: "Dark magic-" Y/n: "Don't you dare blame dark magic for that. I don't know what dark magic you're dabbling in, but I use what's considered the most evil dark magic in exsitance! Sure, I should thank you for giving me part of your soul because the Darkhold took that and not my soul." Everyone stares at her. Harry: [realizing his identity] "Voldemort." Voldemort: "Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can, something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket." Realizing Voldemort is referring to the Philosopher's Stone, Harry turns and runs back up the stairs. Voldemort: "Stop him." Quirrell snaps his fingers, instantly causing walls of fire to block all the exits, trapping Harry in the room Quirrell: "Don't be a fool! Why suffer a horrific death when you can join me and live?" Harry: [shakes his head] "Never!" Voldemort: "Haha. Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me, Harry, would you like to see your mother and father again? Together, we can bring them back." In the mirror, Harry's parents appear in the reflection. Voldemort: "All I ask for is something in return. [Harry takes the Stone from his pocket.] That's it, Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it. Together, we'll do extraordinary things. Just give me the stone!" James and Lily Potter fade from the reflection. Y/n: "I can. I can create life from nothing but memory. I won't do it though." Voldemort: "Why?" Y/n: "They wouldn't be the same. No matter how hard I would try I can't make our parents be the same." Harry: "You liar!" Voldemort: "Kill him! Leave her alone! The Sapphire Witch is too powerful for us to do any damage." Under orders, Quirrell soars into the air and grabs hold of Harry with one hand on his throat. They fall to the steps, causing the Stone falls out of Harry's reach as Quirrell chokes him. Harry strains and squeaks. Suddenly, Harry puts his hand on Quirrell's hand in an attempt to get him off. Smoke furls from under his hand as Quirrell winces. Quirrell: "Ahh! Ahh!" He backs up away from Harry. His hand is crumbling into ash and dust. Quirrell: "What is this magic?" His hand disintegrates. Y/n steps in front of Harry. Y/n uses her magic to bind Quirrell. Y/n: "What? Can't move?" Voldemort: "That accent!" Y/n: "Sokovian." Voldemort: "Fool! Get the stone!" Quirrell: "She has me trapped! I can't get out." Y/n walks up to him. Y/n: "Let's see what your worst fears are." Y/n makes Quirrell and Voldemort live their fears. Y/n winces. Quirrell manages to shove her backward causing her to stumble and fall. Quirrell walks forward towards Harry, who then touches his face with his hands, causing Quirrell to scream in pain, and especially Voldemort to wince. Harry looks on horrified as Quirrell backs up with his face horrendously burned. Quirrell crumbles as he walks forward, turning his body completely in ash and dust, and falls to the floor, leaving only his clothing. Harry gasps, as he looks at his own hands and hurries over to the stone. He picks it up and sighs. However, from behind, dust clouds form from Quirrell's corpse, causing Harry to turn around as the dust clouds with Voldemort's face; it rushes forward screaming and going through Harry who also screams. Voldemort flies away, as Harry falls to the ground, unconscious. He holds the Stone in an outstretched hand.