A/N: I don't know the first name or house of Quirrell.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, all related characters and settings belong to J. K. Rowling.
Chapter Thirty- Quirrell (?)
I don't even know if all of the students fully know what happened, or even what happened at all. Most of them had probably just heard rumours. The ones who had joined since it happened were nearly certain to have no clue. I only knew myself because I had overheard Dumbledore in his office, talking. I can't say that I'm surprised at what happened though. He was a disaster waiting to happen.
"Quirrell (?)"
Hi. 'I had been in a good mood at the start of that sorting. It was near the end after all.'
...
Are you going to talk?
What's the point.
I said so. What do you think the point is.
There is no point.
Yes there is.
What?
To put you in a house.
Such as?
Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff or Slytherin.
That will be fine.
What will? Slytherin?
Sure. Whichever.
Why are you being so annoying? Oh, I see.
See what?
You're not trying to be annoying at all. You're just weak.
Huh?
Weak. As in 'not capable of accomplishing anything.' Weak. Weak. Weak. Weak. Ohh.
What?
You like the dark arts.
I do not!
You do.
Fine. Whatever.
See. Weak. Evil.
What?
Evil 'Characterised by intense ill will or spite.'
I am not.
Evil. Evil. Evil.
Stop doing that?
Or what? You'll curse me and hide? Evil and weak. Weak and evil.
Can you stop that yet?
Maybe. What is it worth to you.
Nothing.
You wouldn't survive out in wild.
What wild?
Doesn't matter.
Fine then.
Admit it.
Admit what?
That you wouldn't survive out in the wild.
Fine then. I wouldn't.
Good weak and evil boy. You have no idea how weak and evil you are. You are in for a nasty surprise when older. Those combinations do not go well together.
"Hufflepuff!"
I could see that most students were confused again. I guess they knew less of the story than I was giving them credit for. Well then, I just had to do one that nearly all of them would know the subject off. Gilderoy Lockhart.