. After the last person went to bed Harry got out his cloak when they heard "You're going out again aren't you!" Neville said from in front of the common room door. "Neville don't be an idiot, move out of the way!" Ron said.
"You're the ones you told me to stand up for myself"
"Yes but not to us."
"Neville, I'm so sorry about this but" and she put the full body bind curse on him. They apologised to him and they left the portrait hole together.
When they got to fluffy Harry played the flute that Hagrid had given him for Christmas which sent Fluffy to sleep. They made their way through each off the obstacles, Ron was knocked unconscious by a chess piece and Hermione left Harry in the potions room. With a final wave at Hermione Harry drank the liquid and he went through the fire. Harry was met by Quirrel and Voldemort. Harry was standing in front of the mirror of erised. He could feel the stone appear in his pocket. "Well boy! What do you see?" Quirrel asked. Harry was thinking fast "I see myself standing in front of huge piles of gold galleons" he made up quickly.
"He lies!" came a voice "Let me talk to him"
"But master you're not strong enough" Harry thought he looked like he was talking to himself.
"I will manage. Now let me see him!" came the voice again. Harry watched rooted to the spot as he watched Quirrel unravel his turban slowly. Then Harry saw the terrible face of Voldemort. "Join, me and together we will be unstoppable. If you give me the stone" Voldemort said
"Never!" Harry exclaimed
"You could be powerful together we can find a way to bring back your father" He said persuasively.
"My dad is alive" Harry said. Voldemort ran at him. Harry tried to run but Quirrel was faster. When he touched Harrys' skin he cried out in pain. Realising that touching his skin hurt Quirrel Harry put his hands on the professors' face. He screamed in pain as lots of angry, red blisters started appearing all over his face where Harrys' hands touched them. Voldemort tried to get to the stone but Harry kept on putting his hands wherever he could. As Harry lost consciousness he heard someone shout out his name.