I Bid You Adieu Chapter 1- It's You (Super Junior)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the whole story and all, I mean. I do own the OCs though.
A/N: I've been really interested in Quirrell lately, hehe. So I decided to make a fanfic with him xD Also, this is like, my 2nd story I've ever written, so cut me some slack xD Also, the chapter titles are names of songs that sort of match the chapter, so I don't own those either?
Mizy Yaru sat down on the seats in the Great Hall, alongside Nonni, her best friend, waiting for the Sorting to begin. They were 5th year Ravenclaws, though Mizy sometimes wondered why she chose Ravenclaw in the first place; sometimes she couldn't even answer the riddles needed to enter the common room.
Nonni poked Mizy's arm and pointed up at the staff table, where the teachers were seated. "Look, Quirrells back." She noted, jerking her head in his direction. "He looks like he might faint or something." Mizy glanced at him. She noticed that he looked quite terrified as if he might shriek if someone so much as tapped him on the shoulder. Not wanting to look like a creeper for staring at Quirrell for too long, she looked away. Quirrell always seemed to have no confidence, so no surprise, but that turban was definitely a weird addition.
Professor McGonagall dramatically opened the doors into the Great Hall, followed by the first years. One by one, she called them up for them to be sorted. When it came to a boy named "Harry Potter". Nooni exclaimed, "It's the boy who lived!" Mizy observed him, as he seemed to be taking a longer time with the hat, then remarked, "He looks really puny." Nooni playfully slapped her arm.
-The next day-
During breakfast, Professor Flitwick passed out their class schedules. As usual, Mizy had the same classes as Nooni since she just picked whatever she picked, so she wouldn't be alone. Potions flew by, and then DADA. She was curious, as Quirrell had originally taught Muggle Studies, but was interested to see how he'd teach DADA. As soon as she and Nooni entered the classroom, they were taken back by an overpowering aroma of garlic. What the hell, she thought, is this a joke? Nooni pulled on her arm and brought them to a table nearest the door.
"I hope he leaves the door open so the smell can seep out." Nooni said, taking her seat. Mizy sat down, waiting for the rest of the class to settle themselves down.
Right before the bell rang, signaling the start of class, Quirrell swept into the room, indeed leaving the door open. "G-good m-morning, hope y-you all h-had a nice s-summer." He stammered out. Weird, Mizy didn't remember him having a stutter. She also noticed that one of his eyes twitched while he talked, and his hands frequently moved over each other. She wondered if he was okay.
"P-please t-take out y-your b-books and t-turn to p-page 1". Mizy could hear some of the students giggling at his stutter. She felt a little pity for him, just a little. She opened her book, and Quirrell started the lesson. It was very peculiar; he seemed rather terrified of the subject, and claimed his turban was given to him by an African prince for getting rid of a zombie, but turned down every attempt to elaborate.
-Later that day-
"Wow, he changed a lot." Nooni said, laying in her bed. "He stutters and twitches, and have you noticed that weird smell that hangs around his turban?"
"I heard that the Weasley twins say that its stuffed with garlic so he's protected wherever he goes from this vampire." Mizy answered. Of course, anything the Weasley twins said was debatable. She looked at her homework spread out on her bed, hopelessly confused by a particularly nasty essay assigned by Snape.
"Forget this, I'm going to bed." She picked up her stuff both settled in on their beds. After bidding each other good night, they both climbed into their beds. As Mizy laid in her bed, she reviewed Quirrell. She admitted that she had a crush on him. He was young, shy, and quite polite. But now he seemed different, and prone to breaking down. She didn't know what to make of it.
-Some weeks later-
In DADA class, Quirrell was discussing a topic on vampires. A student raised his hand, and asked, "Professor, is it true you met a vampire?" Quirrell nodded, "Y-yes." Another student piped up, "Why do you stutter? You didn't before."
"How about that twitch?"
"And the turban"
"Why purple?"
Quirrell went pink, and started talking about iguana. She couldn't believe how straightforward their questions were, but she was interested in his answers, but unfortunately he did not give any. She wondered vaguely what happened to him during his leave. Could a vampire have frightened him that much? But then she realized that there was no point in caring, so she set herself on the class work.
It was rather difficult to do her work. She kept on getting distracted by the conversations the other students were having. It seemed that almost everyone was taking advantage of Quirrell's lack of self confidence to do whatever they wanted. She was glad that Nooni, like her, did not talk very much. She looked over at Quirrell, who was seated at his desk and seemed to have given up trying to teach the class. Instead, he was reading a book. Mizy felt sorry for him, as he must be disappointed at how the class was going. Feeling as she should do something productive, she tugged on Nooni's arm and said, "Hey, come with me."
"What?" She asked. Mizy replied, "Quirrell's all alone and the class is being immature. Come on." She pulled Nooni up, who reluctantly agreed and walked up together up to Quirrell, dragging their stools along. He looked up as they set their stools in front of his desk, and said with a nervous smile, "H-hi, w-what c-can I d-do for y-you g-girls?" They sat, and Mizy gave him a gentle smile.
"We were wondering if you could carry on with the lesson, with just the two of us." She said. Quirrell smiled gratefully, and agreed. He marked his page, and put down his book, and continued where he left off.
Mizy took the time to study him up close, noticed he looked rather sickly, with dark circles under his eyes. She also noticed that his eyes a nice, pale blue. "Professor, what happened to you during your leave?" She interrupted, before she could consider whether or not she should actually ask that. The professor looked taken back by the sudden question, but quickly recovered and replied, "W-what d-do y-you m-mean? I-I am p-perfectly f-fine." One of his eyes twitched.
"Fine my arse, you look terrible!" Nooni exclaimed. "It's okay to tell us, we won't tell anyone." Mizy added quickly. Quirrell looked flabbergasted. "I-I-I-" He started, but was interrupted by the bell, signaling the end of class. "T-theres the b-bell!" Quirrell said, stating the obvious, but Mizy stayed seated. "Professor, we're sorry if we said anything wrong. We were just curious."
"Y-yes, I u-under s-stand, b-best y-you go to c-class, n-none the l-less." Quirrell said, getting up. The two girls grabbed their belongings and exited the class, Mizy looking back and giving Quirrell an apologetic look.
"What a weirdo." Nooni said, heading for Charms class. Mizy secretly agreed.
-Halloween-
After a long day at Hogsmeade, Mizy and Nooni entered Hogwarts, holding a bottle of butterbeer in their hands, their pockets crammed with sweets from Honeydukes, and bags with harmless products from Zonkos. They went to their domitries, deposited their load, and headed back to the Great Hall for the Halloween feast. As usual, the hall was decorated with live bats swooping around, and great, big pumpkins. As they sat down at the Ravenclaw's table, the Great Hall began to fill up with other students. Mizy couldn't help but notice that Quirrell wasn't present.
As the food appeared, Mizy helped herself to some sweets. A few moments later, Professor Quirrell sprinted through the doors and ran in, screaming something about a troll, finished with,"Thought you ought to know." Then sank to the floor in a dead faint. All at once, everyone jumped to their feets, screaming. Mizy screamed along, more in shock in concern for Quirrell than for fear of a troll. She attempted to check to see if he was alright, but that attempt was thwarted as everyone began pushing and shoving, desperate to get out of the hall.
Dumbledore shot several loud, purple firecrackers into the ceiling (dissolving before hitting it), and finally everyone stopped and stood still, waiting for instructions. "Prefects," he said, his voice loud and clear, "lead your houses back to the dormitories immediately!" Mizy had a sudden thought, wondering where the Slytherins would go, as their dormitories were in the dungeons, where the troll was at large. Eh, they were an unpleasant lot, no one would miss them. As the Ravenclaw prefects led the Ravenclaws out of the Great Hall, Mizy sneaked a look back at Quirrell. He seemed to be getting up. That put her mind on ease; he was alright.
The students were to finish the feast up (or down) in their dormitories. Mizy and Nooni got plates and quickly sat on the chairs, butting off another Ravenclaw who was about to sit there. "How do you reckon the troll got in?" Mizy asked. "Maybe Peeves let it in. Dunno where he would have found a troll though." Nooni replied, spooning mashed potato into her mouth. Mizy bit off a piece of candy. "Strange."
"What do you think about Quirrell?" Nooni asked. Mizy choke on the candy, thinking that she was referring about her crush. When it was okay to speak, with her face glowing red, she said, "What- what do you mean?" Nooni raised an eyebrow. "I mean, about him fainting. Like, really? He's the DADA teacher; what did you think I meant?"
"Just checking. Well, I do think he must have been really afraid. But I wonder what he was doing in the dungeons; isn't his class on the first floor?" Mizy wondered aloud. Nooni rubbed her chin. "Hmmm, a mystery! But not like we're going to get involved, right?" She said, looking at Mizy who grinned. Of course, the two girls would never do anything that would jeopardize their education. Mizy finished her candy, wondering how the troll was being taken care of.
-Morning-
The next day, everyone in the school pretty much knew that Harry Potter and his friends had taken on the troll, with a total of 6 different versions of the incident, 10 details that "were left out", and others. Nooni and Mizy were amazed that those three were having such an exciting year. The highlight of their first year at Hogwarts was when someone slipped a Hiccupping Potion into Quirrell's and Flitwick's drinking mugs. But what everyone was mainly discussing, was the upcoming Quiddtich match, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. There were rumors that Harry Potter was the Gryffindor seeker, so everyone had high hopes, everyone except the Slytherins, naturally.
When the day came, everyone gathered onto the Quidditch field and sat down in the towers. Mizy sat with Nooni. As the teams gathered on the field, Madam Hooch released the snitch, bludgers, and finally, the Quaffle. With Lee Jordan commenting, the match was quite enjoyable so far. She watched through binoculars as Katie Bell scored another goal for Gryffindor, drawing cheers from all houses except Slytherin.
Suddenly, Nooni pulled on Mizy's arm. "Look at Harry!" She said, pointing to the young seeker. Mizy moved her binoculars. She watched as Harry desperately clung onto his broomstick, which was acting like a bucking bull, pulling him left and right. She lowered her binoculars- just in time to see Professor Quirrell get knocked down by some bushy haired Gryffindor girl. She saw a spurt of flames flare on Professor Snape's robes- and then the flames disappeared. "What the-" Mizy began, but Nooni shouted, "Harry's caught the snitch! Well, more like swallowed it!" Mizy turned her attention down to Harry, who was holding the snitch in one hand, waving it at the crowd. Mizy brought her binoculars back up to her eyes, ignoring the deafening roar of cheers from the spectators. She focused on Quirrell, who she was shocked to see glaring at Harry and the back of Snape's head.