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It was Quirrell.

"You!" gasped Harry. Rose was too shocked to say anything. This whole year Rose thought he was a complete joke. It seemed like he couldn't do a whole lot in class when he was trying to teach them. Maybe he didn't want people to think he was really evil Rose's rational side told her, but she wasn't ready to hear what it was saying.

Quirrell smiled. His wasn't twitching at all.

"Me," he said calmly. "I was wondering when I would see you two down here."

"But I thought-Snape-" Harry stammered

"Severus?" Quirrell laughed, it wasn't the normal quivering laugh they associated with him but a cold and sharp one. "Severus does seem the type doesn't he? Swopping everywhere like an overgrown bat. Next to him no one would suspect p-p-poor s-st-stuttering P-P-Professor Quirrell.
Rose wanted to say told you so but this wasn't the time or place for this. She wanted to run away and fast but she stayed because she didn't want her brother to face this monster alone. She tightened her hold on Harry's hand, trying to comfort him and herself that they weren't alone, that they were here together.

"But he tried to kill me!"

"No, no, no I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss. Granger accidently knocked me over when she set fire to Snape's robes at that Quidditch match. She broke my eye contact with you. Another few seconds and I would have you off that broom. It would have been sooner if Snape wasn't muttering the counter curse."

"Snape was trying to save me?" Rose couldn't help but smile when Harry said that. She knew he wouldn't do anything to harm Harry outside of his normal insults which he used for everyone. Rose tried to listen to his rant on how Snape refereed the next game so he wouldn't try anything like that again but it was pointless because he couldn't do anything with Dumbledore there.

"I'm going to kill you both tonight. I was hoping to save young Rose for a different time. To have her suffer the loss of her brother and have slowly lose her mind before I ended her life, but sadly she came here with you." Quirrell snapped his fingers and ropes sprang out of thin air wrapping themselves around them. Harry and Rose's hands were forced apart. Rose glanced at her brothers' face and knew hers looked the same. Scared and hopeless.

"You're too nosy to live Potter." Rose tuned out the rest of what he said because apparently he only wanted Harry. Rose felt a bit jealous that Harry got all the attention, not that she wants this kind.

"Yes the mirror is the key to get the Stone," Quirrell gestured to the mirror behind him. Rose may not have seen it personally but it was just like what Ron and Harry described to her. It was the Mirror of Erised. Rose watched her brothers reaction as the two continued to converse. Rose had nothing to say at this point and was just listening to them talk. She watched Harry struggle against the ropes when Quirrell said he saw himself presenting the stone to his master but he didn't have the stone. Rose tried to reach for her wand but the ropes wouldn't give.
"But Snape always seemed to hate me so much."

"Oh, he does," Quirrell said casually, "Heavens, yes. He went to school with your father, didn't you know? They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead."

Rose looked away, she knew about her father and Snape, but she hoped he would figure out the Harry and James where two separate people.
"My master is with me wherever I go." Quirrell said quietly. Rose wrinkled at the thought of Voldemort somehow being connected together put a horrible image in Rose's poor mind. She shuddered and wanted to scrub her mind of the images. Quirrell spared a quick glance and dismissed her as nothing.

"I don't understand...is the Stone inside the mirror? Should I break it?"

Harry tried to edge to the left, to get in front of the mirror without Quirrell noticing, but the ropes around his ankles were too tight: he tripped and fell over.

"What does the mirror do? How does it work? Help me, Master!"

To Rose and Harry's horror, a voice answered, and the voice seemed to come from Quirrell himself.
"Use the boy...Use the boy."

Rose fell backwards and hit her head on the stairs behind her. She felt blood trickle down her neck. She sat up and watched Quirrell clap his hands and the ropes around Harry fell loose. Rose was feeling light headed and was having trouble keeping her eyes open. She watched as Harry was put in front of the mirror and saw him pat his pocket. She watched in horror as Quirrell unraveled his turban and revealed a second face on the back of his head. Rose couldn't keep her eyes open any longer and they shut. She could hear the screams of Quirrell as the sweet blackness claimed her.

Rose blinked as the light above her came into a clear picture. She looked to her left and saw that Dumbledore was with Harry. She noticed that their beds were closer than the rest and she reached out and grabbed Harry's hand. She felt his grip tighten and he turned to face her.
"Good afternoon, Rose," Dumbledore gave her a soft smile.

"Afternoon, sir," Rose whispered. Her throat was so dry and sore it came out a bit scratchy. Dumbledore handed her a glass of water which she drank. She looked around a noticed she was in the hospital wing. She only been in here to visit her friends and Harry here and never had to be here herself before.

"Please Madam Pomfrey," Rose begged their nurse to let Ron and Hermonie in.
"Absolutely not! You two need rest."

"Just five minutes," Harry pleaded.

"Absolutely not."

"You let the Headmaster in," Rose pointed out.

"That was different, he's the headmaster, and you two need rest.

"We are resting, look we're laying down and everything. Oh, go on, Madam Pomfrey..."
"Oh, very well," she said. "But five minutes only."

And she let Ron and Hermonie in.

"Harry. Rose." Hermonie ran to them and hugged Rose. It was painful but she was glad Hermonie hugged her. She didn't hug Harry because she noticed it hurt Rose even though she didn't complain. Rose and Harry told them what had happed till they both blacked out. Harry reached out and grabbed Rose's hand and squeezed it. Rose smiled at Harry and relaxed; she tensed up every time she thought about going down there.

Madam Pomfrey kicked Ron and Hermonie out after fifteen minutes. Rose and Harry fell asleep soon after that. Their hands separated while they were asleep. They felt back to normal and bugged Madam Pomfrey about letting them go to the feast that night.

"Professor Dumbledore says you two are allowed to go," she said stiffly, showing how much his decision bothered her. "You two also have another visitor.

"Oh, good," said harry. "Who is it?"

Hagrid came in crying blaming himself for what happened.

"No it's not Hagrid. We would have figured it out sooner or later," Rose placed her bandaged hand on Hagrid's shoulder. Harry tried to cheer up his friend and it seemed to work. Madam Pomfrey came back and handed Rose a potion for her headache. She looked at the album that Hagrid had given Harry.

"I'm sorry Rose, I didn't get yeh anythin," Hagrid apologized.

"Don't worry about it," Rose gave him a smile.

Madam Pomfrey came back and changed Rose and Harry's bandages before letting them go to the feast.

"How long do you think I need to have the stupid bandage on my head," Rose asked as they walked to the Great Hall.

"I hope we can take them all off soon," Harry and Rose walked into the Great Hall. All the other students were already there a hush fell around the room when the two entered; they made their way to the Gryffindor table and sat by all their friends. Rose was shocked by the extra points that Dumbledore gave them enough points to beat the Slytherin's.

Rose was sad to be leaving this place that she now called home. She was happy to go back to the states and see Dawn but that didn't mean that this place was any less of a home to her. She and Hermonie tied for having the best grades in their year while Ron and Harry were happy about the good marks that they got. She took one last look at the castle before boarding the train with the rest of her friends and her new found twin Harry. She couldn't wait till the last three weeks of summer she was going to be spending it with the Weasley's.

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