Harry Potter x Reader

First Year - Goodbye first year

"You were lucky enough to he accompanied by Miss (L/N)"
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It's the last chapter of First Year! Right after this we'll be moving onto Second Year!

I'm so sad cause they're only babies here. But I'm excited, cause Harry and (Y/N)'s relationship grows twice as big during second year. And then massive when we come to 5th or 6th!

Enjoy the last moment of First Year! ;)
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Third Person POV

It was Quirrell.

"You!" gasped Harry.

Quirrell smiled. His face wasn't twitching at all.

"Me," he said calmly. "I wondered whether I'd be meeting you here, Potter, along with, to no ones surprise, (L/N)."

"But I thought - Snape -"

"Severus?" Quirrell laughed, and it wasn't his usual quivering treble, either, but cold and sharp. "Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell?"

Harry couldn't take it in. This couldn't be true, it couldn't. (Y/N)'s eyes were flashing horribly.

"But Snape tried to kill us!" she exclaimed.

"No, no, no. I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger accidentally knocked me over as she rushed to set fire to Snape at that Quidditch match. She broke my eye contact with you. Both of you! Another few seconds and I'd have got you off those brooms. I'd have managed it before then if Snape hadn't been muttering a countercurse, trying to save you."

"Snape was trying to save us?" Harry wondered.

"Of course," said Quirrell coolly. "Why do you think he wanted to referee your next match? He was trying to make sure I didn't do it again. Funny, really... he needn't have bothered. I couldn't do anything with Dumbledore watching. All the other teachers thought Snape was trying to stop Gryffindor from winning, he did make himself unpopular... and what a waste of time, when after all that, I'm going to kill you tonight."

Quirrell snapped his fingers. Ropes sprang out of thin air and wrapped themselves tightly around Harry

"No! Let him go!" (Y/N) shrieked.

"You're too nosy to live, Potter. And you too (L/N). If he didn't want you alive then I'd be done with you right now! Scurrying around the school on Halloween like that, for all I knew you'd seen me coming to look at what was guarding the Stone."

"Who wants me alive?" she asked.

"You know who."

"You let the troll in?" Harry said, furiously.

"Certainly. I have a special gift with trolls - you must have seen what I did to the one in the chamber back there? Unfortunately, while everyone else was running around looking for it, Snape, who already suspected me, went straight to the third floor to head me off - and not only did my troll fail to beat you to death, that three-headed dog didn't even manage to bite Snape's leg off properly. Now, wait quietly, Potter. I need to examine this interesting mirror."