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"I bloody told you!" I whisper yelled to Harry while lightly punching him in the arm.
"N-Maybe that isn't Quirrell."
"It clearly is for goodness sake Harry."
I decided to make a grand appearance, annoyed with Harry's doubting even when it's right in front of us.

"YOU! I knew it was you!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, Harry's eyes went wide and Quirrell slowly turned around after looking at himself in a mirror.
"Me." He spoke calmly. My heart began to race when he stared at me. "I wondered whether you two would meet me here."
Harry started to come near me and we both walked down the stairs together.
"But I thought— Snape he-" Harry tried to speak but the thought of Quirrell overtook his speech.
"Ah Severus? Yes he does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to him, who would suspect p-p-p-poor st-stuttering P-P-Professor Quirrell?"
"SEE I-I-I t-told you th-tha-t." I realised my stutter had swooped down on me whenever I stared at Quirrell, so instead I looked straight at Harry. "That stutter was fake! And did you believe ME? NO!"
"Sorry..." Harry muttered out before turning back to face Quirrell. "But at that match, Snape.. he tried to kill me?"
Quirrell chuckled, clearly he'd mastered his creepy villainy laugh.
"No, dear boy. I TRIED to kill you. And I would have succeeded, even with Snape muttering his counter curse. Too bad your dear friend here."
I could feel his eyes on me so I flipped him off. "Somehow made me fall back. Without a wand. How...curious..." I heard him walking toward us. "LOOK AT ME!" He shouted, trying to get me to look at him.
"F-FUCK YOU!" I slightly stuttered, gripping Harry's hand.
"Language, Miss L/n."

"Snape was trying to... save me?" He asked Quirrell, but stared at me, my eyes telling him 'I told you so.' He gave me a small smile and we continued walking to Quirrell.
"Of course. Why do you think he wanted to referee your next match? Funny really... he needn't have bothered... All the other teachers thought Snape was trying to stop Gryffindor from winning, he became quite unpopular, pity. All that to save you. Well he isn't here to save you tonight, is he?"
"N-No, he isn't." I spoke up walking closer to Quirrell. "B-B-But I-I am."
Quirrell let out an amused laugh and turned back to face the mirror.
He snapped his fingers and ropes sprung out from thin air, I dodged all of them. Harry, however, got caught and the ropes started tightening around him.

'Incendio' I muttered, the ropes began to burn slowly, they were trying to break, but for some reason they weren't.
"You're too nosy to live, Potter, L/N. Scurrying around the school on Halloween like that. That was when I knew I had to get rid of you both. L/N, however, I didn't have a plan for you. But I knew you'd come playing hero for your little friend.
"You let the troll in on Halloween?" Harry seemed to have only picked up on the Halloween part.
"Told you so."
"Certainly." Quirrell came towards me again and grabbed me by the throat.
"LET HER GO!" I heard Harry shout before I got thrown to the wall.
"As you wish."

My head started spinning and I felt my teeth shoot out. Fangs. My claws started, well, clawing from my fingers. Bones breaking. Body growing. Bones healing. Ears twitching. Bones breaking.
"W-What have you done to her?" Harry shouted as he watched.
"N-Nothing Harry. I'm okay." I told him with a smirk once I saw Quirrell trembling.
I calmed myself down and Quirrell went back to normal. He walked back to the mirror while I ran to Harry and ripped the ropes from around him.
"Are you okay?" We both ask eachother, letting out laughs and looking back at Quirrell.

"This mirror is the key to getting the stone. I see me with it. But how do I get it?"
"Maybe smash the mirror." I suggested, hoping he'd be stupid enough to do so.
"You aren't as funny as you think, wolf." He glared back at me.
"And you ARE as dumb as you look."
"I saw you and Snape, in the forest." Harry spoke again, Quirrell rolled his eyes.
"Yes, he was on to me by then. Never trusted me again."
"So you decided to try and kill a student?" I shouted, making him laugh some more.
"Ah, the power I would have gained if I was successful." He lingered for a moment.

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