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Quirrell's Role

i
Silly, s-s-stuttering Professor Quirrell; stupid pansy, turban man... He has many names, but the one he loathes the most is 'servant'.

ii
"Quirrell," his Lord hisses "Let me see my face."

The teacher obeys, rotating and slowly unwinding his accessory to reveal the head...

iii
"The colour has returned to your face, Master," he lies perkily, eager to please. However, one cannot simply fool Lord Voldemort.

iv
Even with his back turned, Quirrell can feel those terrifyingly vivid eyes slice into his being.

"Do not lie to me," Voldemort says.

v
Even with his voice at a whisper, the Dark Lord was a truly malevolent leader: that drawl had been present in many, bloody murders.

vi
Quirinus gulps. "O-Of course not, Master," he appeases, "Never again, never."

A chuckle.

"Good servant."

Inside, the male seethes.

vii
The DADA teacher leaves his private quarters at last, returning to his classroom of waiting first-years with a tight-lipped smile.

viii
Harry Potter watches the once-Ravenclaw stumble in, clumsy as ever, before he continues with his notes. Such an nice, yet odd fellow.

ix
Quirrell resumes his teaching, jumping at the slightest of noises, high on paranoia. Everywhere he looked, he saw those sly red eyes..

x
'Such a strong colour,' he shudders 'How horrid...'

A few students inquire as to how his errand went, but he waves them away. Brats.

xi
Excused with a generic response, Hermione returns to her seat beside Ron.

"Poor man," she frowns "He seems more jumpy than usual."

xii
As Ron scoffs at her concern, the Quirinus in question hugs himself against the chilly room, even in spite of the magical heating.

xiii
'Everything has an "even" now, it seems...'

At the end of the day, Quirrell slips back to his bedroom, his turban forever twitching.

ixx
"I will have the Potter boy any day now," his parasite wheezes. Its blue lips turn in a cruel smirk. "Then your duty will be done."

xx
Quirrell smiles weakly, heart heavy.

"Yes, my Lord; your wish is my command."

Voldemort laughs. "Indeed, my servant, indeed."

(Word count: 337)

*Chosen prompts: the strongest colour (red); Quirinus Quirrell; alternatively, write about Lord Voldemort; alternatively, write about Quirrell; 'Though I'm the leader of the group, I feel embarrassed to say that I'm the leader... As the leader of Girl's Day, I'd rather be an observer than a charismatic ruler.' (inspiration)*

A/N: I keep spelling Quirrell with one 'l', darnit.

Hope you had a nice bonfire night; I wasn't planning on doing anything, but one of the families in my street put on a stunning bonfire and a show! Also, I'm doing a poetry unit in my English class this term, so expect something anime-related to appear soon :3

-ONNMT