Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone {Harry x reader}

End of the year

HARRY POV

I opened my eyes to see an unfamiliar surrounding. I glanced around me but i couldn't see clearly i searched for my glasses and put it on once my vision was clear i looked around, beside my bed was (y/n) she had many cuts and her head was wrapped where she was bleeding when the piece had hit her. She was stirring in her bed and within seconds her eyes snapped opened she was looking around her trying to figure out where she was before i could say anything Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape came in.

"Good afternoon, Harry,(y/n)." Professor Dumbledore said beside our beds there were many sweets, cards etc things.

"Tokens from your admirers?" Dumbledore said while Snape was busy looking at (y/n), he looked worried but the glare he had on his face said otherwise.

"Admirers?" We both said at the same time.

"What happened down in the dungeons between you both and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So, naturally, the whole school knows." Professor Dumbledore answered

"I see that your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble......of opening your Chocolate Frogs." He said while looking at the open wrapper of Chocolate Frogs but when i heard his name i remembered what happened down in that room but before i could ask (y/n) did

"Ron was here? Is he all right?" (y/n) asked quite worried.

"What about Hermione?" I asked

"Fine. They're both just fine." Professor Snape said surprising both of us. This was the first time he spoke something after he came in this room.

"What happened to the Stone?" I asked Professor Dumbledore. I wanted to know if the stone was safe or not.

"Relax, dears." Professor Dumbledore said

"The Stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat......and agreed it was best all around." He answered

"But then, Flamel, he'll die, won't he?" (y/n) asked

"He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die." He said all this time snape was still looking at (y/n).

"How is it we got the Stone, sir. One minute we were staring in the mirror and..." I asked because this was a puzzle to me one minute we were standing infront of it and the next moment we know the stone was in my pocket.

"You see, only a person......who wanted to find the Stone, find it......but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you both and me, that is saying something." He explained. oh so this is how we got the stone.

"Does that mean, with the Stone gone, that Voldemort can never come back?" (y/n) asked and to be honest i want to know about it as well.

"I'm afraid......there are ways in which he can return. Harry,(y/n) do you know why......Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him?" He asked and i wanted to know why. I didn't expected it when that happened, you know one moment he was trying to choke us and other moment he was turned into a dust with nothing but just a touch of our hands.

"It was because of your mothers. They sacrificed themselves for you. And that kind of act leaves a mark." He answered as he said that our hand directly went upward to touch our marks well mine at least, (y/n)'s marks were on her wrist so she touched it.

"No, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin." he said

"What is it?" we both asked, while looking at each other.

"Love, Harry,(y/n). Love." he said

"Professor earlier you side our mother sacrificed themselves but Professor my mum is alive. How could that happen" (y/n) asked, Professor Snape eyes went wide as his head snapped towards Professor Dumbledore. It was as if the question caught him off-guard.