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'Thoughts;

Parseltongue


(With Albus Dumbledore)

Albus soon became aware something was wrong after arriving at the ministry. He quickly apparated back at the school. He followed his gut and went to check on the stone. His heart stopped when he saw that the trap door was open and that there was a harp in the corner of the room.

He quickly went down and found Hermione trying to carry Ron to the broom. In her worry she forgot her magic. She cried in relief when she spotted the elderly man. He used his wand to summon Minerva.

She came quickly and gasped at what she found. She quickly went over to the injured boy. She used magic to levitate him.

"What happened?"

"I'll explain later. Get these two to the infirmary. I need to get to Mr Potter."

"Of course."

She ushered Hermione to follow her as she took Ron away to the infirmary. Albus continued on. He soon came upon the mirror where he hid the stone. He also found Quirrell trying to break the mirror. His turban was off his head and Albus was horrified to see that Voldemort's face was on the back of his head.

"Dumbledore!" Voldemort hissed just as Albus stunned them.

Albus then called for Fudge. The man arrived with some aurors. They were shocked and horrified by the two faced man. They quickly put him in magic binding cuffs before taking him away. Albus tried to get the stone but to his shock it was gone.

'Damnit. Where did it go and where is Harry?' He wondered.

Albus then checked in on Hermione and Ron. The redhead was awake and with his parents. He asked a few questions and was baffled. Harry seemed to just disappear. He went to the ministry once he was certain Ron and Hermione were okay. Fudge told him what they learned.

"He said that he pushed Harry towards the mirror and the boy smacked against it. The child then went right through the mirror. He said it was like the mirror absorbed him."

"So Potter is missing." He sighed in worry.

"I know Albus. I tried a tracking spell and so did six aurors. Nothing came up."

"That's not good. Do we know if he's alive?" He asked.

"We do know that. He's alive." He confirmed.

"That's good." He sighed in relief.

"It is." He nodded.

"We need to find him."

"I agree. I already have a search party. Unfortunately he might not be in this world anymore."

"I know."

"Go back to the school and inform his friends and the staff. I'll inform his relatives."

"Of course." Albus left after that.

He didn't go back to school. Instead he went to Flamel's house. Nicolas was surprised to see Albus and let him in. He wondered if this was about the stone. Albus was silent until he sat down. He then told his friend what happened.

"Voldemort was in the school!?" He asked in shock.

"He was."

"Dear Merlin."

"That was my reaction as well." It angered him that he didn't know.

"Why did Mr Potter go after the stone?" He asked.

"According to Mr Weasley and Miss Granger the trio figured out someone was after the stone and they wanted it for Voldemort. They thought it was professor Snape since he hated Mr Potter. They managed to get through many of the defenses before Mr Wealsey was hurt." He answered. "They had told a teacher that someone was after the stone but she didn't believe them." He was very upset with Minerva.

"She didn't even investigate?"

"No she did not."

"So they went after it themselves?"

"Only after being told that I left. Quirrell managed to cast a strong compulsion spell that made me go to the ministry on a broom. I snapped out of it once I arrived and quickly apparated back but it was too late."

"He just pushed the boy into the mirror and he went in it?" He asked.

"That's right. Quirrell said it was like the mirror absorbed him."

"That sounds familiar." Nicolas hummed.

"Really?"

"Yes. Give me a few days and I might be able to find it."

"Thank you. I'm sorry about the stone." He felt terrible about it.

"It's alright. As long as it's not in the hands of evil I don't care. Plus it is probably with Mr Potter."

"Why would you think that?"

"The stone is missing and he went into the mirror." He answered.

"That's true." He nodded.

"I'll tell my wife. You should tell his friends."

"You're right." He sighed and stood. I shall talk to you soon."

"Goodbye Albus."

"Goodbye Nicolas."

Albus left and returned to the school. He went to bed. The next morning everyone was confused by the lack of food on the table. Albus stood up when he was certain everyone was in the room. They were silent as they looked at the elderly man.

"Good morning students, I have some upsetting news. Last night Harry Potter went missing."

Before he could say more the room exploded with yells and gasps. The students talked amongst themselves and so did some of the teachers.

"ENOUGH!" That made the room go silent. "I was guarding something for a friend. Professor Quirrell was after it and Mr Potter and his friends told a teacher when they figured it out and they were ignored." He refrained from glaring at Minerva and he did notice her flinch. "Harry, afraid for the safety of others, went after Quirrell himself and ended up getting pushed into a mirror and ended up going into the mirror. The ministry is looking for him and Quirrell has been arrested."

The students were shocked. Some sneered, thinking Harry went after Quirrell for fame. Albus looked at Ron and Hermione. They sat there in shock. Their friend had disappeared.

"We will provide support to anyone in need and all your guardians have been informed."

Albus sat down and the food arrived. He had no more to say, at least to the students and almost all of his staff. There was one person he had many words for and she knew it.


(With Harry and Chaz)

The doctor finished taking care of Harry and Chaz took Harry home. His wife and son were waiting in the living room.

"Harry, this is my wife Sapphire and my son Chessur."

"N-nice to meet y-you." He stuttered.

"You too." Sapphire smiled at him.

"Hi." Chessur waved.

"Would you like to see your new bedroom?" Chaz asked.

"I get a bedroom?" He asked.

"Yes you do." He said, shooting his wife and son a look.

"Wow."

"Follow me."

"Okay."

Harry followed Chaz to his new room. The walls were painted a caramel brown. The flooring was dark hardwood. There were a few caramel colored carpets on the floor. There were two big windows in his room. Beige curtains were tied back to allow sunlight to stream into the room. Under the window was a single twin bed. The frame was gold. The pillows were white and the comforter was beige.

On either side of the bed were two end stands. They were a shade lighter than the floor and held two brown colored cat shaped lights. Across from the bed was a dresser the same color at the end stands. On top were a few stuffed animals. One was a cat, two were fishes, and one was a bunny. The cat was blue, one fish was purple and the other was silver. The bunny was white with a big green bow.

At the end of the bed was a white toy chest. That was it but Harry loved it. This was his first bedroom. He ever counted Dudley's second bedroom as his since it still belonged to Dudley. Chaz was happy that Harry loved his new room.

"You can fill this room up however you like." He told him.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yes Really."

"Wow."

"There are clothes in your dresser. Please try them on and see which ones fit and which ones don't."

"Okay." He smiled widely.

"I'll be in the living room. Please let me know if you don't like any of them."

"Okay." He probably wouldn't do that.

Chaz smiled and left the room. Harry tried on all his new clothes. Most of them fit. Harry kept on the lavender pajamas with the blue fishes on it. He took all the clothes that didn't fit to the living room. Chaz took them and put them away.

"Did you like the rest?" Sapphire asked.

"I did." He nodded.

"Good." She smiled at him.

Knock Knock

"That must be the Hightopps." Chessur said. "May I answer the door?"

"Sure." Sapphire smiled.

Chessur opened the door and it was indeed the Hightopps. He let them inside and shut the door. They introduced themselves to the scared child. Tarrant felt protective of him. The red haired child went over to him.

"I'm Tarrant." He said. "I really like your eyes. They are so green." He said, causing Harry to blush.

"Thank you. I like your eyes as well."

"Thanks." He smiled. "Would you like to go play?"

"Sure." He smiled.

"Can I play as well?" Chessur asked.

"Yes."

The children went into Harry's room and played. They stopped when dinner was ready. They ate before the Hightopps left and the Cheshire's went to bed. For the first time Harry felt safe. He never felt that before, not even at Hogwarts.