JDS62: I might use some movie plot points, you know the stuff that isn't cannon but would make a great story.


Harry rushed after the shadowy figure whilst wearing his Cloak of Invisibility. Daphne, Neville and Hermione under it as well. They had been sneaking back to their common rooms using the Cloak after they stayed out too late when they came across Quirrell muttering to himself about how the stone was finally going to in the rightful hands of his master.

Harry had figured out what the stone after Hagrid had let slip to Neville when the boy stopped by and let it 'slip' they were trying to figure out what was stolen from the vault. Knowing that if any of the adults were going to blab it would Hagrid. As soon as Hagrid said it was between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel they knew what the Stone was.

The Philosopher's Stone a source of unlimited gold and immortality any up and coming dark wizard would want it. It seemed Quirrell was serving one of these wizards given he was going to try and steal the Stone for his master and it was the perfect time for him to do so Dumbledore had been called to ministry because something was wrong with part of the Floo Network and he was needed to help fix it and deal with the various wizards who ended up in some poor muggle's fireplace.

The Cerberus while formidable could be taken down by any skilled musician or in Harry's case illusionist. The were most likely a load of other traps but with Quirrell being a professor no doubt he knew of at least some of them. When Quirrell opened the door and pulled out a magical harp that began to play a slow melody the quartet followed him into the room Harry placed an illusion over the sleeping Cerberus in case the harp was enchanted to stop playing once Quirrell was a certain distance away. A hunch that paid off because as soon as the trap door shut behind Quirrell the harp stopped playing. Harry stored the cloak into a small satchel on his side, bought for the sole purpose of holding his Cloak, once realizing how valuable it was. "Wait!" Harry whisper shouted as the other three were about to jump down the hatch. "Wait a few minutes we don't want him to realize we are following."

Five minutes later and a second illusion to keep the Cerberus asleep the quartet jumped down. They landed on something soft which confused the group why would you put something soft in your trap. But Neville realized what it was immediately. "DEVIL SNARE!" he called slightly panicked. "Harry fire now!" he ordered surprising everyone including himself.

"INCENDIO!" Harry bellowed as he grabbed his wand and let loose a powerful burst of fire. The quartet dropped to the ground as the Devil Snare was slowly incinerated.

"And you wonder why plants don't like you." Neville joked as they got off the ground.

"It must be my brilliant personality." he retorted with a grin making the two girls groan.

"That hurt me more than the fall." Daphne said with Hermione nodding in agreement.

"Come on." Harry said once they recovered. "Let's move." the group made their way to a room where the flapping of wings could be heard.

"Birds?" Daphne questioned that was what they used to defend the Philosopher's Stone.

"No, they're keys." Harry said his sharingan allowing him to see the flying keys. "They are coated in Flitwick's magic no doubt there is some dangerous surprise for whoever thought they could just grab the key and open the door."

"There are some brooms do we have to fly and catch the right key?" Neville said looking at the brooms dubiously, no doubt they were cursed.

"Or I could just do this." Harry walked up to the door phased his head through for a second and once he got a good look of what was on the other side pulled back. "Come on." He said and the other three put their hands on his shoulder. His sharingan twisted and he teleported them to the other side.

On the other side of the door they saw a knocked out troll and Harry was glad he didn't have to fight this one. Walking through the door on the other side, the group stared in shock when they saw chess pieces turn and face them.

"Crap Mcgonagall or Dumbledore's no doubt enchanted to force you to play and then attack at the end when you are surrounded by pieces on all sides." They saw several shattered pieces lying on the ground in a trail that led to the door, adding credibility to the theory.

"Harry could you just teleport us to the other side." Daphne asked but he shook his head.

"No I was able to do that because the door was closed than keys were enchanted to attack anyone on a broom this was clearly made to just attack anyone who made it to the otherside."

"I say we play." Hermione said surprising them. "If the pieces are enchanted to not attack until after we have played, no doubt in an attempt to slow the thief down than when we play we can just destroy as many as possible so there are only a few left by the time the game is over." she explained, and it did make sense each of these challenges were meant to more of delay a person no doubt to give the Professors and Dumbledore enough time to respond and catch the thief.

"Right." the each began to take the place of a piece, Harry went for the knight but Neville stopped him.

"Harry you are our heavy hitter we have no clue what will happen if your piece gets taken out, you should be king just to be safe." Harry knew he was right out of all of them he was the most powerful with the most spells known and the most varied abilities, he was their best bet of stopping Quirrell but that didn't mean he had to like it.

The game was quick, Harry had once read a book that described every chess move in detail letting him be able to predict what the other side would do as soon as the game began. Technically the game was devastating for their side more than the enemies as by the time the game was over, three quarters their pieces had been destroyed. And just like they predicted the pieces turned on them as soon as the game was over.

"Hermione Behind you!" Neville called as he banished a fragment a rook at the nearest Chess Piece.

"Reducto!" Harry called shattering a piece to a fine powder. Before he turned intangible to let a blade through him and banished the statue back and shattering it.

Daphne cast a powerful banishing charm at one the pieces sending it flying. But the problem was neither she nor Hermione had the reserves to keep this up for long, while definitely above average they were nowhere near as powerful as the Neville or Harry.

"Get down!" Harry ordered as his Mangekyou spun, the trio dropped down immediately shooting out a barrage of bladed weapons at high speeds tearing into the statues like a hot knife through butter. He learned this technique from one of his visions of Obito's life, seeing the man unleash a barrage of weapons from his right eye and completely decimate an attacking army. He had no where near the accuracy to use it like that but taking out a few statues at close range was within his skill set.

He fell to one knee in exhaustion. That took a lot out of him dragging something out his dimension without being in there was draining. His Mangekyou spun as he shoved the weapons and statues attached to them into his dimension. Those weapons were durable as hell no way he was leaving them behind to rust away.

"Nice job Harry I don't think we could have lasted much longer." Neville said as he rested his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.

Without warning one of the pieces destroyed during the game shot up and slashed Hermione in the back sending her to the floor. "HERMIONE!" the group called as the girl fell.

Harry turned to the Piece that had slashed her, his Mangekyou spinning in anger. With a wordless snarl he reached out with his hand coated in magic and tore the spells holding the statue together apart. It collapsed to the ground reverting back to a normal chess piece.

He turned to the door on the other side of the room that led to the next challenge. "BOMBARDA!" he called obliterating the the door. As soon as they crossed the threshold fire sprung up and block both paths.

Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,

Two of us will help you, whichever you would find,

One among us seven will let you move ahead,

Another will transport the drinker back instead,

Two among our number hold only nettle wine,

Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in line.

Choose, unless you wish to stay here forevermore,

To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:

First, however slyly the poison tries to hide

You will always find some on nettle wine's left side;

Second, different are those who stand at either end,

But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;

Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,

Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;

Fourth, the second left and the second on the right

Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

Harry read the poem and snorted slightly from what he had seen many wizards were not so great at using logic. This probably would have stopped most wizards dead in their tracks. But Harry only needed one potion he grabbed the one on the end. It's magic looked similar to the flame freezing charm he learned while watching Flitwick demonstrate it to a group of sixth years.

"Daphne take this and get Hermione back up top." Harry ordered, Daphne looked like she was about to object. "Hermione needs help and-and right now you would be more of a burden than anything else." He admitted sadly, she was amazing a prodigy in magic but compared to Harry and Neville she was lacking in many ways.

Daphne looked down ashamed tears welling in her eyes before she drank the potion and ran out the back door Hermione in her arms a feather charm making her easier to carry.

"That was mean." Neville said looking at Daphne as she ran off.

"Well I'd rather have her hate me and both of them live then have them dying here today." Harry said solemnly.

"Does that mean you are fine with me dying." he joked, nervously, not because he believed Harry didn't value him but rather because he was nervous about facing someone with years of experience on them.

"I knew I could convince Daphne to head back you on the other hand you aren't leaving without me." Neville smirked and nodded.

"Damn right. Let's go." he said the two of them clasped hands and appeared on the other side of the room in the swirl of Kamui.

They entered the room to see Quirrell whispering something to the Mirror of Erised. Harry read his lips from the mirror's reflection of him. "I can see the stone but how do I get it." Harry eyes widened as saw the man suddenly reach for his wand.

"Move!" Harry called jumping out of the way Neville diving to the other side just as vines popped up where they were just standing.

"Well done Mr. Potter but I bet you were not expecting p-p-poo-or st-t-tuttering Quirrell." the man said with an amused smirk mocking his old stutter which had completely vanished.

"Actually it was pretty obvious it was you since you faked falling unconscious in the middle of the great hall." why else would he have pretended to be unconscious and lie about the location of the troll. Also why let in a troll? It would have been so much smarter to merely say there was troll cause some destruction to back up his claims and bring in an already dead troll to cover his bases. Make sure it's injuries were something that could be explained as the school damaging it or it falling down a flight of stairs or something like that. Than while all the teachers searched for the troll he could sneak in and take the Stone.

A chuckled came from Quirrell but it sounded different looking up at Harry his eyes were crimson red. "Hello Harry Potter we meet again at last."


Done so why can voldemort completely Possess quirrell find out next time. Oh and He-who-shall-live: good for you, I don't care if you don't read my stories.