I had staid calm. Staying calm and relaxed. I had gained a few more points. Passing all my exams. Ignoring the pain in my head. I was walking with my friends. My eyes closing. Glancing at my friends. There planning something what. I did not know. I glanced at the Phoenix that flew to me. I'd talked to Papa Padfoot threw the mirror a few times. I smiled. But. I'd been righting to Uncle Mooney for a while. We'd become pen pals. But sadly I couldn't answer nor read. My friends are up to something.
Sat outside. Sketching the scene in front of me. Staying calm. I heard commotion behind me. I looked back to see a few Hufflepuff students. The Quidditch team. I glanced back. Shook my head and continued to sketch the picture of the lake. I sat there for hours. Relaxed. Ignoring the Hufflepuffs. Glancing back every now and again. After a few hours the inky one there was Diggory and a few of his friends. I raised a brow the finished up a few more designs on the sketch. I sighed then looked back. "It's rude to stare Diggory! If your gonna keep staring take a bloody picture. It'll last longer!" Two of the three boys bursted our laughing. While Cedric went a bright red color. He punched his friends and was then dragged away. I rolled my eyes. Stood up. Placed my sketch book into my bag. Then walked away.
I looked at my friends. Ron, Hermione, and Neville. I sighed. "Idiots." I stood up. Pulled out my wands. And. I moved. "Sorry. But if it's that important to you. Then I'll have to stop you guys by force." I moved. Standing between the door and my friends. "You'll get yourselves killed." I tightened my grip on my wand. And. I moved. Pointing my wand at them. "I'm really sorry about this." I took in a deep breath. And moved quickly. Casting the same spell three times in a row. Catching them by surprise. "Petrificus Toe Tellus!" All three of there arms snapped to their sides. His kegs copied. There jaws snapped together. I turned then ti there backs. "Sorry. But you'll get yourselves killed." I pulled out my cloak. And wrapped it around me. And walked. No. Ran. Qurriell was going to be there soon. I staid calm. And moved. Jumping down the door. My cloak still wrapped around me. I fell into Devil Snare. Not questioning a thing.
I relaxed. My wand resting in my wand holder around my right upper arm. One flick of my wrist and my wand will appear. I hit the floor. My knees bending to soften my fall. A small light thud hit the ground. I looked around. Walking for a bit until I saw a door. I opened it and looked around. Keys. I hummed. Then looked at the broom. I shook my head. That'll freak them out. I looked around. Until I found the key. "Twilight." She woke up. I scratched my arms out like wings. She stretched them out for me. And. They flapped. My feet came off the ground as I flew up and up and up. My usual eyepatch on. After a bit I found the key and grabbed it. Gently.
I walked. Then stared. My eyes narrowed. Chess. I sighed and moved. Taking the place of a tower. I plaid chess. This one took a while. But after a while I won the game. I sighed as I stared at the next rooms actions. The troll was already defeated. So I moved on. I read the riddle a few more times. Before finally getting it. I looked at every single potion until I found the right one. A smile graced my face. And I took the right one. Drank it down. And went threw the black flames.
I walked threw the flames. Calm. My eyepatch over my eye. Hair braided back. My shoulders squared. My eye glowing as I took step after step. "Hello Quirrell." He moved.
"So you knew."
"I knew every since the day you tried to kill me." He hissed and growled.
"Your to smart for your own good." He snapped. My wand shot out. With a single flick of my wrist the ropes where set on fire. He glared. "Like I said. Your to smart for your own good."
"So how's Voldemort." I was to busy fighting off ropes as he walked around the mirror. He growled at him. I continued to fight off the ropes and talking to distract him.
"Quirrell. The girl is distracting you. She'll be able to find the stone." My eyes narrowed. I took a few steps to the side. Fighting off the ropes. I looked at the mirror. I smiled reached into my pocket and pulled out the stone. I smirked. Until. "Use the girl." I growled as I was yanked back by Quirrell. I glared.
"Well. What do you see."
"My family." I hissed out. The man pushed me aside.
"She lies! She Lies!" I glared. I ignored as the two argued. Until. Quirrell too off his turban. I froze. Eye going wide. Voldemort. I growled.
"Where's your nose? Last time I saw you you had a nose. And hair." He growled. He continued to talk to me. I then growled when he lied.
"That's a lie. My father tried to hold you off to protect me. Then mom stood between me and you. Doing anything and everything to stop you from killing me!" I moved. Going to bolt. Then. My arms was yanked. I yelped. But then. Reddish brown runes appeared on my skin. Wrapping around mr in a protective matter. I looked at the pendent. Now glowing red. Both Quirrell and Voldemort screamed. I panted as I fought. Using the tubes to my advantage. Nit king after I lost consciousness.I opened my eyes. Only to flinch and have my left hand slap against my eye. I looked at Dumbledore. Calm and collected as I sat up. "Are my friends all right." I ignored the piles of candy. He just chuckled.
"Your friends are all right. They tell me that you stopped then from going after Quirrell. Then went after him yourself." I simple smirked.
"Well I wasn't going to let 'em die. I knew if I didn't go after him myself my friends would. If I nearly died images what would happen to them. I'm guessing. Well. More like hoping you destroyed the stone." He smiled at me.
"Your a smart girl Heather. I'm certain the Flamel family is happy to have you as their hair and future family head." I just nodded.
"How long must I be here? And should I hide the candy!" He just chuckled.
"More then likely you'll be out by the end of year feast. And probably. I hear your friends have been trying to steal your candy. Your god-brother. Neville. Smacked them away from it stating. 'That's for Heather! Leave it be!' He was surpassingly fierce at that." I just smiled.
"I told him he was meant to be in Griffindor for a reason." I closed my eye. My other still covered with my hand. Dumbledore then handed me my eyepatch. I pulled it on. I shook my head as he ate a bean.I argued with Madame Pomfrey. Then finally she allowed my friends in. Ron, Hermione, and Neville appeared. We talked. I told them what happened. Smiling at there reactions. I sighed. This was nice. My eyes looked at my friends. Smiling. Slytherin won. I sighed and shook my head.
I sat at the bed. Talking with Hagrid. I had just finished calming him down. It took a while. I handed him a chocolate then chucked. "I'd been around Uncle Mooney to much." That got Hagrid. Handed to me not long after was a picture book of mom and dad. I smiled at him. "Thanks." He beamed at me.
I had finally left the infirmary. The moment I walked in there was a hush. I sighed. Rolled my eyes. Then spoke. "I though we were dine with this." After that there was laughter then talking. I moved and sat with my friends. That's when Dumbledore again appeared. I sighed. Closing my eyes. When suddenly. "I have some last minute points to give out. To mister Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Neville Longbottom I award Griffindor one hundred points for taking the head and searching for so,unions to try and help both their friend and school." He paused for a bit. "And finally. To Miss Heather Potter. Forgive me Heather but I do not wish to say your full name. It's far to long." I just chuckled. "I award you sixty points. For the bravery of standing up. And sacrificing your self for the protection of your friends and school. Cheers erupted. I wanted to cry out. No. He knew I was doing it fir the school to. Twilights wings shot out and I was in the air right as people attacked the area I was in. If I'd been ther I would have been squished by hugs.
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A world Of Magic and Mystery
FanfictionHeather Rosetta-Dorea Lilith-Iris Potter wasn't normal. She remembers thing most shouldn't. Knew things most didn't. And saw things most didn't. She was strange even for her own world. She had lived with her abusive relatives for ten years. Until...