The Potter Twin Who Lived (Draco X Reader) (Book 1) [DISCONTINUED]

The Truth

(Y/n)'s POV

It was Professor Quirrell.

Harry yelped and both of us grabed his scar.

"You?" Harry called

Quirrell turns around.

" No. It can't be..." I shake my head slowly.

"Yeah..Snape. He was the one." Harry said as I nudged him

"Yes. He does seem the type, doesn't he?" He laughed, "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 us."

"No, dear boy. I tried to kill you and your sister!" He confessed "And trust me, if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded. Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse."

"Look! Snape was trying to save us!" I exclaimed

"I knew you two were a danger right from the off. Especially after Halloween." Quirrell said

"Th-then you let the troll in." Harry spoke

"Very good Harry Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was. running to the dungeon, he went to the third floor to head me off." Quirrell added "He, of course, never trusted me again. He rarely left me alone."

"So that's why you two was fighting that day!" I said

Quirrell looked at me then turned back to the mirror and our scar began to hurt.

"Oh, yes. 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?"

"Use one of them.. Use them!". A voice spoke

"Come here, Harry Potter, now!" He demanded. Harry walked forward shakily. "Tell me. What do you see?"

Harry looked in the mirror as I began thinking, 'What to do!! Do someting!!'

Very subtly, Harry reached to his pocket.

"What is it?! What do you see?!"

"I-I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the house cup."

"He lies." Said the voice again

"Tell the truth! What do you see?!"

"The Girl!"

"(Y/n) Potter!! Come here!"

I slowly walked towards them, making a quick analyze on the situation and come with a desperate decisions to see what Harry was playing.

When I was standing in front of the mirror, I could see Harry reflection looking at me and signalling his finger towards his pocket.

I saw a lump, which is barely been seen.

"Tell me girl. Tell me what you see!"

"We won!" I fake a cheer and shake Harry, winking at him as a signal that I understood. "Slytherin won the House Cup and Quidditch Matches!"

"Enough of your lies!!" Quirrell shouted

"Let me speak to them."

"Master, you are not strong enough." Quirrell said

"I have strength enough for this."

Quirrell unwrapped his turban and on the side opposite his face, another face is planted. It was appeared kind of like a snake. He stretched out and face us.

"Harry Potter, (Y/n) Potter, we meet again." The planted head said

"What the-- Okay, that is the most ugly face I ever see like what the fuck!?"

"Voldemort." We said simultaneously

"Yes. You see what I have become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another. A mere parasite." He said, "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!"

Both of us quickly turned and ran away.

"Stop him!"

Quirrell snapped his fingers and fire erupts all around the room.

We're stuck.

" Don't be a fool! Why suffer a horrific death when you two can join me and live?!"

"Never!"

"No, thanks!"

"Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me, Potters, would you like to see your mother and father again?" Voldermort said, "Together, we can bring them back together. All I ask for is something in return.That's it. 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!" Harry yelled as he turned away from the mirror, which just show our parents.

"Kill them!"

Quirrell soared into the air and smashed 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.

I quickly ran and grabbed the stone.

"No!"

When Quirrell start charging at me, Harry putted his hand on Quirrell's, trying to stop him. Smoke furls from under his hand.

"Ahh! Ahh!" Quirrell backed up. His hand is crumbling into a mountain of black ash." What is this magic?"

" Fool! Get the stone!" Voldermort spoke

Quirrell walkd forward, but Harry putted both hands and I places my left hand on his face after sharing a look. My right hand in my pocket, exchanging the stone with my dagger

" Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Quirrell backed up again, then his face, which is horrendously burned, crumbles as he walked forward, trying to reach us but fail as his whole body is ash.

He falls to the floor.

Harry held up his hand and I gave him a quick high five.

When we heard something, we turned and saw a dust clouds with Voldemort's face.

The cloud rushes forward, right through us!!!

I put my hand in front as a shield with dagger in now both hands

Voldemort flies away.

We falls to the ground and everything when black--