Her mother is a Siren and her father is son of the most powerful wizard falling in love both made the most beautiful girl in the world a girl that would take the heart of young Weasley twin boy.
Harry has left for a few minutes but I have a strong urge to protect him
"Hermonie I'm gonna go make sure Harry alright."
"Be careful serenity." I nod I go make sure Harry is fine When I go in I see professor Quirrell which i was majorly confused where is Snape when he is almost finished unwrapping his turban, save for a piece covering the back of his head but finally, he removes the turban, revealing a scary-looking chalk white face. I quietly gasp It was Voldemort. He cranes around and opens his eyes.
"Harry Potter, we meet again."
"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." I realized Voldemort is referring to the Philosopher's Stone, Harry turns and runs back up the stairs.
"Stop him!" Quirrell snaps his fingers, instantly causing fire walls to block all the exits, trapping Harry in the room
"Don't be a fool. Why suffer a horrific death when you can join me and live?"
"Never!"
"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 from a far i can see Harry's parents appear in the reflection.
"All I ask for is something in return." Harry takes the stone from his pocket.
"No Harry don't." I whisper with hope we he wouldn't.
"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!"
"You liar!"
"Kill him!" 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.
"Harry! Let him go!" I shout spraying water out my palms
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reducing the water on the fire and I run over tackling quirrel off harry when suddenly, i put my hands on Quirrell's hand in an attempt to get pin him down. Smoke furls from under my hand as Quirrell winces.
"Ahh! Ahh!" He backs up away from me. His hand is crumbling into ash and dust.
"What is this magic?" His hand disintegrates
"Fool, get the Stone!"
"Harry the stone!" I run over and take it Quirrell walks forward towards us when Harry, who placed me behind him then touches his face with his hands, causing Quirrell to scream in pain, and especially Voldemort to wince. Harry looks at me 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 and I gasp, as we look at our own hands
"How?" Is all i can ask Harry take over the stone we hugged each other However, from behind, dust clouds form from Quirrell's corpse, causing Harry and I to turn around as the dust clouds with Voldemort's face rushes forward screaming and goes through Harry and I screams. Voldemort flies away, as Harry falls to the ground, unconscious.
