The Twins Who Lived

Quirrellmort

Once everyone 13 and under left, everyone looked warily back at the screen, they hoped it wasn't that bad

"I knew it!" Dahlia exclaimed,

{The camera turned around to show Quirrell}

"you didn't suspect Snape? He's seems the type, unlike P..P.. poor Stuttering me" Quirrell  said slightly surprised " true but snape wouldn't do something like that in public he has more cunning then that" Harry said, " Never the matter I shall deal with you momentarily" he said casting a spell that ties then to their spot . " Deep breaths " Harry whispered softly, trying to stop his sister's panic attack

" if he so much as hurts a hair on their heads" James threatened, tightening his grip on his daughter while he glared at the bastard on screen, Harry stood up, he wouldn't, couldn't see this again, he already saw enough in his nightmares "I'll be with the others" he told his friends before entering the same door the 3rd to 1st years entered

"How do I get it? I see the stone, I see me holding it but how do I get it?" Quirrel muttered, looking the mirror over "Use the children" a voice rasped, echoing around the room, the twins froze, frantically looking around the room for where that voice came from

Walburga and some of the others perked up, they knew that voice, Dumbledore and Alastor were suspicious, the group shuddered, how they hated that voice, they tried their hardest to forget it but their were to many memories of that voice for them to ever forget

Quirrel summed the twins to him before releasing the spell "what do you see" he demanded, Dahlia and Harry looked at the mirror, their mirroered selves winked before Harry placed a red stone into Dahlia's pocket, her eyes widen as she felt her pocket get heavier "What ?! What is it you see?" Quirrel demanded "I'm a famous quidditch player, I'm shaking hands with the minister" Dahlia said first, " Uh, I'm shakimg hands with Dumbledore, I've won the house cup" Harry said. " They Lie" the voice hissed " Tell me the truth! What did you see! " He demanded " Let me speak to them " the voice rasped " Master, your not strong enough " Quirrel said worriedly, " I am strong enough for this" the voice rasped, Quirrell turned, unwrapping his turban before fully taking it off, there on the back of his head was Lord Voldemort

People around the hall Screamed or shrieked in Horror and Terror " Voldemort was in a school with children " Lily yelled, her mind zeroing in on that one fact, that monster was close to her children, the group cringed, they definitely didn't miss that face

Dahlia flinched back in horror while Harry moved to stand in front of her " Harry and Dahlia Potter, we meet again " Voldemort rasped " Voldemort? " Harry questioned 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  lies in your pocket" Voldemort Rasped. " Run" dahlia said, the both of them running towards the door "Stop them!" Voldemort demanded, Quirrell snapped his fingers, Fire rose, blocking them from their only escape "Join me Potters, we can bring your parents back, Join me, there is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak enough to see ut" Voldemort offered, an image of Lily, James and Regulus appearing in the mirror

"no babies no" Lily said softly, Clinging to Regulus as they watched their children deal with the most feared dark lord in a century

"Never!" The twins yelled "Seize them!" Voldemort yelled, Quirrell ran foward, wrapping his hands around Harry's neck before jumping back, his hands burning "What is this magic" Quirrell asked panicked as his hands began to turn to dust "Fool! Get the stone!" Voldemort demanded, the twins looked at each other before jumping forward, harry put his hand on her face while Dahlia put ger hands against his chest, Quirrell screamed as he back away, turning to ash in a Matter of seconds "we did it" dahlia said softly, a small smile on her face , neither of them paid attention to the black mist rising from the ash, Voldemort's face formed in the ash as he charged at the twins, going through them before leaving, the twins screamed as they fell to the floor, losing consciousness

"They fought him at 11" Lily whimpered out, her babies should have never even needed to worry about him "please let the rest of the years be better" Regulus pleaded "Sorry papa, The easiest year is proubly 3rd" Harry said as he reentered the room, the others retaking their seats

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Until next time my pups

• mischief managed •