Love Shouldn't be Torture || Harry Potter x Y/n Malfoy

First Year || Chapter 9 || ☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

Y/n could see it, there was a door behind the white pieces across the board.

"How? How do we play?" Hermione asked.

"We have to be pieces." Y/n stated. "I'll let you make the decisions Ron." She said to the red headed boy.

"Okay, well Harry take the bishops place, Hermione you go next to him as the castle, Y/n you can be the other bishop and I'll be the knight." He said. They all took their places on the board and waited for the white pieces to make their first move. Which they did one of the white pawns moved two spaces forward.

"This is crazy." Y/n said.

"Harry move diagonally four squares to the right." The real shock they received was when their other knight was taken by the other sides queen. He was smashed to the ground and dragged off the board. "Had to let that happen it leaves Hermione to take the bishop." Ron said.

They played for a while taking nearly as many pieces as the other side did, although Ron was only just noticing when one of them was in danger they were going pretty well.

"We're so close." Y/n said analysing the board.

"There's one way." Ron said.

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"He's got to be taken." Y/n whispered.

"No, Ron no." Harry said.

"That's chess!" Ron yelled. "You've got to make some sacrifices! Once I make my move, it leaves you free to checkmate the king!" He explained.

"But." Hermione interjected.

"Do you want to stop Snape or not?" He asked. "No don't hang around once we've won, just leave me here and stop Snape." He said as he stepped forward and the queen raised her arm and struck him over the head, she then dragged his body off to the side and took her place on the board.

"Don't move." Harry said as Hermione went to go over to Ron. "We're still playing, Y/n where to I have to go?" He asked.

"3 diagonally left." She whispered, she had tears in her eyes that she held back knowing that if she let them fall she'd be showing weakness but also, she'd lose focus on what they were doing. Harry moved and the king crumbled to the floor in front of him.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked as Hermione checked to see if Ron was alive.

"Yes he's alive I'll stay here with him you two go on." She said.

"Okay we'll be back and if we don't come back do not come looking for us." Y/n said as they continued through the next door. As they walked through the door they noticed someone was there, but it wasn't Snape or Voldemort.

It was Quirrel.

"You!" Harry said.

"Me. I wondered whether you'd come down Potter." Quirrell responded.

"But I thought, Snape." Harry stuttered.

"Harry something isn't right." Y/n whispered standing next to him. He reached back and grabbed her hand to make her feel better, it however just made her feel more uneasy.

"Severus? He does seem the type doesn't he. Next to him, who would suspect poor stuttering professor Quirrell?" He stated almost too calmly.

"But Snape tried to kill Harry." Y/n retorted stepping out from behind Harry.

"Ah Miss Malfoy, I wondered if you'd also be here. I tried to kill you, you my friend knocked me over when you set Severus' robes on fire." He admitted. "Severus was trying to save you muttering his stupid counter curse."