Fairy Potter:The Sorcerer's Stone

Chapter 19:Two-Faced

Down below,Harry and Erza walk down a long staircase to an empty room with pillars around it.The Mirror of Erised is in the middle of the room,and a man is standing before it.It is Quirrell.Harry yelps and grabs his scar.
"You?" Harry says.Quirrell turns around.
"I knew it!" Erza yells.
"No.It can't be...Snape.He was the one-" Harry starts,but is cut off by Quirrell. "Yes.He does seem the type, doesn't he?Next to me,who would suspect,p-p-poor s-stuttering Professor Quirrell?"
"B-but,that day,during the Quidditch Match,Snape tried to kill me."
"No,dear boy.I tried to kill you!And trust me,if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact,I would have succeeded.And with your sister's determination,I could've also killed her in the process. "Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse."
"Snape was trying to...save us?"
"I knew you two were a danger right from the off.Especially right after Halloween."
"Th-then you let the troll in."
"Very good Potter,yes.Snape, unfortunately,wasn't fooled.While everyone else was running to the dungeon,he went to the 3rd floor to head me off.He,of course,never trusted me again.He rarely left me alone." Quirrell turns back to the mirror and Harry's scar hurts.Erza holds his hand. "But he doesn't understand.I'm never alone.Never.Now...what does this mirror do?I see what I desire.I see myself holding the stone.But how do I get it?" Quirrell asks.A raspy voice, Voldemort,calls. "Use them."
"Come here,Potters,now!"
Hand in hand,both Harry and Erza walk forward,shakily.
"Tell me.What do you see?"
Harry and Erza look in the mirror.They see themselves. His mirror self brings his hand into his pocket and takes out a red stone!The mirror Erza winks as Mirror Harry puts the stone back.Very subtly,Harry reaches to his pocket. There is a lump.He gasps and Erza squeezes his hand.
"What is it?!What do you see?!"
"I-I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore.I've won the house cup." Erza says,speaking up.
"She lies."
"Tell the truth!What do you see?!"
Voldemort's voice speaks once more. "Let me speak to them."
"Master,you are not strong enough."
"I have strength enough for this." Quirrell unwraps his turban and on the side opposite his face,another face is planted.It is Voldemort who appears kind of like a snake.He stretches out and faces Harry via the mirror.
"Harry Potter.Erza Potter.We meet again. "Voldemort."
"Yes.You see what I have 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!"
Harry turns and runs,yanking Erza with her.
"Stop him!" Quirrell snaps his fingers and fire erupts all around the room.Erza yanks him back before he is burned.They're stuck.
"Don't be a fool!Why suffer a horrific death when you can join me and live?!
Harry shakes his head,pulling Erza back. "Never!"
"Haha.Bravery.Your parents had it too. Tell me,Harry,Erza,would you like to see your mother and father again?Together,we can bring them back."
In the mirror,their parents faces appear. "All I ask for is something in return." Harry takes the stone from his pocket.Erza shakes her head. "No,no, Harry don't do this!"
"That's it,now.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!"
Their mother and father vanish.
"You liar!" Erza yells.
"Kill the boy!"
Quirrell soars into the air and smashes into Harry,one hand on Harry's throat. They fall to the steps.The stone falls out of Harry's reach as Quirrell chokes him. Harry strains and squeaks.Suddenly, Erza puts her hands on Quirrell's, trying to get him off of Harry.Smoke furls from under her hand.
"Ahh!Ahh!" Quirrell backs up.His hand is crumbling into a mountain of black ash. "What is this magic?" His hand dissipates.
"Fool!Get the stone!"
Quirrel walks forward,about to push Erza aside,but Harry puts both hands on his face. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Quirrell backs up,then his face,which is horrendously burned,crumbles as he walks forward.His whole body is ash. He falls to the floor.Harry gasps.He looks at his own hands,then they run over to the stone.Erza picks it up and sighs,when they hearsomething. Turning,they see dust clouds with Voldemort's face.The cloud rushes forward,Harry pushes Erza aside,and he flies right through Harry!
"Arrrhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Voldemort flies away. Harry falls to the ground beside his sister,unconscious.He touches the stone in his sister's hand.