Ch38: The Sorcerer's Stone
Charolette was on patrol that night with her brother. The two were making a last check on Gryffindor tower before retiring for the night. They were shocked to find Neville unmoving on the ground. When they took the spell off the bed they discovered the Golden Trio and Carmen had snuck out of the tower on some mission of sorts.
"Damn it I knew dad shouldn't have given Harry that stupid cloak," AJ cursed as they ran out of the Tower.
"Let's not worry about that now. Let's just go get them before they get hurt," Charolette said as the two sprinted down the halls.
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The two made it down to the enchanted keys when they found Hermione and Carmen trying to support and unconscious Ron.
"What happened? Where's Harry?" Charolette asked checking the boy over.
"Someone's after the stone. We were trying to get to it first. Harry's gone on ahead," Carmen exclaimed.
"Charolette you go. I'll get this lot to the Hospital Wing," AJ nodded as he took the boy in his arms.
Charolette nodded and ran on. She won the chess game easily and simple froze the fire to get through it. When she came to where the mirror was she heard voices. Voices she determined were Harry's and Professor Quierrll's…but the third she could not place although it seemed familiar.
"Harry!" Charolette called as she ran toward him.
She hugged him close to her and put herself in front of him as she glared at the Professor. But her anger turned to shock when she saw the parasite time thing on the back of the man's head.
"Ah Charolette I believe it was. My you have blossomed," the voices hissed.
"Voldemort!? My how the mighty fall," Charolette sneered.
"How dare you speak to the dark lord like that," the professor shouted firing a spell at her.
Charolette deflected it easily enough.
"I suppose you want the stone to gain back you body then," Charolette said stiffly as she said the spell in her head that sent the stone to her pocket.
"I see you have a brain in that prettily little head," Voldemort sneered, "Help me to attain the stone and you can be my queen. You'll have power beyond you imagination!"
"What good is power when you don't have the smarts of how to rightly invoke fear in others!?" Charolette laughed coldly as she shot a spell at the professor.
The two fought for several minutes before the man was able to temporarily knock her out. When he did the stone fell out of her pocket and lay just inches between the two.
Harry dashed for it and caught the stone forcing the professor to strangle him. Harry tried desperately to get away and when he touched the man was surprised to find his hand disintegrated.
Harry looked at his hands before he lunged at the professor placing his hands on his face. The professor fell forward crumbling to dust and Voldemort's spirit fled the room.
"Harry!" Charolette cried as she rushed forward hugging him tightly to her.
"Aunt Charlie," he sighed.
"Don't scare me like that. Come on let's get out of here," she smiled and picked up the stone as she took his hand in hers.
The boy nodded and the two walked out of the chambers grateful they had kept Voldemort from the stone…although admittedly it was disturbing he seemed to be so fascinated with Charolette.