Chapter 12-Year 1
Recap: He grabs me hat and fills it with snow, before putting it back on my head. I tackle him to the ground and we wrestle around in the snow until he ends up on top of me. "Ehem." We look up to see George smirking at us. Fred jumps off me and helps me up, but avoids my eyes. His cheeks turn red and I raise my eyebrows. Is he blushing? No, he's probably just cold. Right?
Maia's POV
"Maia, Dumbledore is away on a trip and we have to stop Snape who is trying to steal the Sorcerer's Stone!" This is what I'm greeted with when I walk into the common room.
"Um, what?" Ok let me explain. School has started again and it's actually almost over. Hermione, being the genius she is, found out that Nicholas Flamel is the creator of the Sorcerer's Stone.
"Hagrid told us how to get past Fluffy! We just play music to put him to sleep! Come on let's go before it's too late!" We creep towards the exit of the common rom, when I hear a quiet croak, and then Neville is standing in front of us.
"You shouldn't be here," He says, looking quiet nervous. "You're sneaking out again, aren't you? Don't lie to me!"
"Neville please listen!" Hermione begs, but he shakes his head.
"No I won't let you get Gryffindor in trouble again! I'll fight you!" He nervously lifts shaky fists up in front of his face, shifting his weight from each of his feet.
"Neville, I'm so sorry about this." I raise my wand and point it at him. "Petrifucus Totalus!" He freezes up and falls to the floor, stiff as a board.
"You're just as scary as Hermione sometimes," Ron gulps and I smile innocently at him.
"Let's go," Harry says and we start to leave, all apologizing to a frozen Neville who lies on the floor.
"Sorry again Neville! It's for your own good! And everyone else's!" I tell him and then follow after the others.
The next thing I know, I'm back in the room, with a sleeping Fluffy. Music plays from a harp and I frown.
"Looks like Snape has already been here," Harry and I say and Ron and Hermione nod. We walk over to the trap door and pull it open peering inside.
"Um, guys, do you still here the music?" I ask after a moment of silence and they all shake their heads. Something wet lands on Ron's shoulder and I grimace, before looking up where Fluffy is baring their teeth at us.
"Jump!" I scream as I fall forward into the trap door, followed by the rest of the gang as Fluffy snarls and snaps at us. "What is this?" I ask and then scream as it starts to wrap itself around me.
"Stop moving! Stop! It's devil's snare! If you keep moving it will only kill you faster!" Hermione orders and Ron stares at her incredulously.
"Kill us faster? Thanks Hermione now we can all relax!" He yells sarcastically, still thrashing around. Hermione rolls her eyes and relaxes, before sinking down and disappearing.
"Hermione!" We all yell, still struggling.
"Relax! I'm all right! You need to relax!"
"Mione, where are you?" I shout and she sighs.
"Trust me and relax!" She yells and I lock eyes with Harry, before relaxing. We both fall through and land on the ground beside Hermione.
"Harry! Maia! Where are you?" Ron starts to panic and thrash around more.
"Relax!" Hermione keeps yelling and I sigh.
"I don't think," Harry starts.
"He's going to relax Mione," I finish and she looks at us like we're crazy.
"What? Have you never heard us," Harry starts.
"Finish each other's sentences?" I finish slightly smirking and she rolls her eyes.
"I think I read something in Herbology! Um, 'devil's snare devil's snare. It's deadly fun, but will sulk in the sun!' That's it! Lumos solem!" She points her wand at the spot where Ron is and the plant immediately slinks away, causing Ron to fall to the ground.
"Oh, hey guys. It's a good thing we didn't panic right?"
"It's a good thing Hermione pays attention in Herbology," Harry and I say to a sheepish looking Ron.
"Well, let's go!" He says and we quickly run up the stairs. We open a door to find little things with wings flying around.
"Hmm, I've never seen birds like these," Hermione says and Harry narrows his eyes, looking around.
"They're not birds, they're keys," He states and I nod.
"And I bet one of them fits in that door," I point out and they all nod. Two broomsticks are floating in front of us. Ron walks over to the door and attempts to open it, using the spell, alohamora.
"It was worth a try," He says awkwardly and Hermione groans.
"There are probably a thousand keys up there! What are we gonna do?"
"Look for a big old rusty one, like the door handle," Ron says and I squint my eyes, glancing around.
"There I see it!" Harry points up and I look where he is pointing.
"Yeah the one with the broken wing!" I frown and share a look with Harry.
"Don't you guys think," he starts.
"That this is too simple?" I finish and Ron shakes his head.
"Oh go on guys! If Snape could catch it on that broomstick, then so can both of you!" he shouts and I sigh, shrugging at my brother, before hopping onto one of the broomsticks and flying a little higher. Suddenly, all of the keys fly at us and attack us.
"Go after it Harry! I'll distract them!" I shout, before zipping away from him, most of the keys following.
"Catch it!" Harry shouts, tossing the key that he caught down to Hermione, who opens the door, allowing us to fly through, then slams it shut, all of the keys lodging into the wood.
"What's this?" I ask as we walk into another room. The floor is checkered and giant statues are scattered throughout the room.
"I don't know, but I don't like it at all," Hermione mutters and I nod in agreement.
"I think we're in a graveyard," Harry says and Ron sighs, shaking his head.
"This is not a graveyard," he pauses and walks forward, looking around. "This is a chessboard. Wizard's chess," he says and I gasp as the room lights up to reveal indeed a chessboard.
"Look! I see the door!" Harry exclaims, pointing forward. We start to walk to it, but the pieces in front of us move and hold their swords in 'x's, blocking our path.
"Now what?" Hermione sighs and I shrug.
"Oh come on it's obvious! We have to play the game!" Ron says, then turns to Harry.
"Harry, you take the empty bishops square. Hermione, you can be the Queen's side castle. Maia, you take your place beside that pawn over there. And I will be a knight," He orders, and we all rush to our positions.
"What now?" Hermione asks as Ron mounts his horse.
"White moves first," Ron explains and suddenly, the white pieces start to move on their own.
"Ron, do you think this is going to be like, real wizards chess, do you?" I ask nervously and he shrugs, a frown etched on his face.
"Hey you! Go to D-5," Ron orders, pointing to a random pawn. It moves forward and the white pawn suddenly comes to life, slicing the black one to bits with it's swords. "Yes, I do think so Maia," Ron says and I gulp silently. We play through the game and finally Harry frowns.
"Hang on, Ron-"
"You've figured it out, haven't you? After I make my move, the queen will take me out, then you can check the king," he says and I gasp, my eyes tearing up.
"No Ron don't!" I shout and Hermione frowns.
"What's going on?" She yells and I shake my head.
"Ron is going to give himself up to save us!" I yell and she gasps as well.
"No Ron you can't! Please don't do it!" She begs and he turns to look sharply at her.
"Do you want Snape to get to the stone or not? This is the only way!" he says, before moving his piece. We watch in horror as the Queen moves toward him and stabs her sword straight through his horse, sending him tumbling to the ground. He lays motionless and Hermione gasps.
"Ron!" she screams, and starts to move forward, when Harry stops her.
"Don't! We're still playing the game remember?" He asks and she bites her lip, before moving back to her place. He moves forward and stands in front of the king.
"Checkmate!" His voice rings throughout the room and the king drops his sword causing it to clatter loudly to the ground, the noise echoing. We quickly run to Ron, kneeling beside him.
"Take good care of Ron, Mione. Go to the Owlery and message Dumbledore straight away. Ron was right, it has to be us," we say and she nods, smiling slightly.
"You'll both be ok. You're an amazing witch and wizard," She says and we shake our heads.
"Not as amazing as you are," We says and she scoffs lightly.
"Me? Books and cleverness are nothing compared to more important things, like friendship and bravery. Go now, you'll be fine," She urges and we nod, hugging her, before standing up. I look at my twin and he smiles at me, intertwining our fingers, and pulling me through the door. We walk down a flight of stairs, still hand in hand and I start to feel an intense burning sensation in my temple.
"Ow!" I whine, pressing a hand to my scar as Harry gasps.
"You?" I look up, preparing to see Snape, but it's not him who stands before us, it's Professor Quirrell.
"No, that's impossible!" I gasp as Quirrell turns around.
"It was Snape!" Harry agrees and Quirrell smirks.
"Yes, this does seem like something he'd do doesn't it?" He asks and I glare at him. "Besides him, who would suspect, p-p-poor s-stuttering Professor Q-quirrell," He sneers, only causing my glare to deepen.
"But Snape tried to kill me at the Quidditch match!" Harry protests and Quirrell rolls his eyes.
"No stupid boy, I tried to kill you! If it wasn't for Snape's cloak catching fire and breaking my eye contact, I would've most definitely succeeded! Even with him muttering counter spells," He spits and I growl quietly.
"Snape tried to, save me?" Harry asks, stunned and I squeeze his hand reassuringly.
"I always knew you two were a danger to me from the beginning, especially you boy, and especially after Halloween," He says and I gasp.
"So you let the troll out!" I accuse and he smiles evilly.
"Yes, very good girl," He smirks and I continue glaring at him. "However, Snape wasn't fooled and while everyone else was busy running about, he came to face me on the third floor. After that, he never trusted me again. He rarely let me be, but what he doesn't know is, I'm never alone!" Suddenly my scar starts burning again, worse than before, and I take it by Harry's hisses that his does as well.
"What does this mirror do?" He asks, turning to the mirror that showed our parents. "I see my desires!" He breathes, looking into the glass. "I'm holding the stone! But where is it? How do I get it?" He asks and then a raspy voice speaks up.
"Use the children!" It whispers and Quirrell turns to us sharply.
"Come here Potters!" He orders and I step closer to Harry, frightened. We slowly walk forward and he shoves us in front of the mirror. I frown as the image is not our parents, but Harry and myself, how we look now, all cut up and bruised. Harry's reflection reaches into his pocket and pulls out a red stone. The Harry beside me, does the same, Quirrell not noticing, and bites his lip, before pulling his hand out, empty. I press against his side and feel a slight bulge in his pocket. The stone.
"What is it? What do you see?" he asks and Harry squints his eyes.
"I-I see myself, shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've just won the Quidditch house cup," He says and I nod.
"I see myself, with all of my friends, in the Great Hall. We're laughing, and nothing bad has ever happened to me," I add and then the creepy voice speaks up again.
"They lie," It whispers and I bite my lip.
"The truth you idiot children the truth! What do you see?" Quirrell yells and I flinch slightly.
"Let me speak to them," The creepy voice speaks up and Quirrell's face pales.
"But Master, you are not strong enough yet!" He says and I don't think the voice liked his answer.
"I have enough strength for this, now do as I say!" It hisses and he slowly reaches up, unwinding his hat. He removes it, revealing a face on the back of his head. I gasp and let out a small whimper, shrinking back into Harry.
"Harry and Maia Potter! At last, we meet again!" The head whispers, being the source of the creepy voice.
"Voldemort!" We both gasp and the face smiles.
"Yes, it is I. Now do you see what I have to do to survive?" He asks and I gulp.
"I must live off of another! Unicorn blood can sustain me for now, but it will never be able to give me my own body! But, there is something that can do just that, and conveniently enough, it lies in your pocket, Harry Potter!" He declares and Harry's eyes widen. He turns and drags me up the stairs at a run. "Stop them!" Voldemort hisses and Quirrell snaps his fingers. Suddenly, the exits are blocked by fire and we're trapped.
"Don't be foolish, children. Instead of suffering a horrific death, live and join me," He proposes and we shake our heads.
"Never in a million years!" I shout and he Harry nods, causing Voldemort to laugh.
"Such brave young children. You're parents were brave as well. Tell me children, would you like to see them again?" He asks and Harry's face falters a bit. "I can bring them back, all I need is the stone!" He declares and my parents appear on the mirror behind him.
"He's lying Harry," I whisper for only Harry to hear and he nods ever so slightly. Harry pulls out the stone and I stiffen. What is he doing?
"That's it boy! There is no such thing as good and evil. There is only power, and those to weak to handle it," Voldemort says and Harry looks down at the stone in his hand. "We can do extraordinary things! Just give me the stone!" He hisses and Harry shakes his head.
"You're a liar!" He shouts and I smile. That's what he was doing.
"Kill them!" Voldemort yells and my smile drops immediately. Uh oh. Quirrell literally flies forward and knocks Harry and I down, choking us. The stone flies out of Harry's hand and he reaches for it, but can't get to it. We both grab Quirrell's hands, trying to pry them off of us and suddenly, there is a sizzling noise. Quirrell starts screaming in pain and releases us, his hand burning to ash and blowing away.
"What is this?" He yells and Voldemort scowls.
"You fool! Get the stone!" He orders and Quirrell runs forward, only to be stopped by Harry and I pressing our hands to his face. He screams in pain as his face burns away and falls to the floor, a pile of clothes and ash all that's left of him. Harry grabs the stone and smiles, but that smile disappears as he turns around and sees A smokey figure. It screams and lunges forward, tearing through both of our bodies. We both scream as well, and then everything goes dark.
Is there a word limit for each chapter? Because the website wouldn't let me post this whole chapter so I had to split it into two smaller chapters.