A/N: First, I want to bring out a special thank you to miss LongLiveTheBloodyQueen.

A while back she asked me if she could make a few drawings from one of my story's. And who would I be if I would not grand her that privilege. Sure I said and I immediately asked her If I could have the drawings, not knowing that one of those drawings would become very very special to me.

This drawing has been given the honor of being my profile image. The other three drawings I used as a cover for my Bellatrix stories.

Miss LongLifeTheBloodyQueen thanks for the drawings, I am very honored and proud that I can share them with everyone.

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Harry Potter is not mine, this is a story from a fan.
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(BSC 1) C29 The second face

Minerva had brushed aside the ideas of Bella and Harry. It just could not be that Professor Quirrell was working for the dark wizard that was called Voldemort.

Bella, however, stood by her opinion, and there was no way that she would think differently about it.

Harry was perhaps the only one who really believed her. He himself had seen Quirrell's face in the nightmare, but in spite of that he would always believe her because she would never lie to him.

The rest of their friends just took their word simply as the truth. It did not matter to them whether the others really believed them or not. They were their friends and if they said it was the truth then it was the truth no question about it.

From that moment in time Harry was often alone with Bella at his side. They were trying to find a way to unmask Quirrell. They did not know how but it had to happen at a time when everyone was there to see it. There were four weeks of school left and during that time it had to happen. This week they had the final exams of the year and then another three weeks before they were going home.

They spent hours at an end in the library and in empty classrooms. They did everything just to find a way to lure Quirrell in to a trap. After a week they asked for the help from Daphne and Neville. They just wanted to expose him for what he truly was.

The downside was that none of the teachers believed them. Only Hagrid believed that someone was trying to steal the stone. But that could not be a teacher according to him, and he was sure that it was not Quirrell. But he also told them that he had given fluffy to Dumbledore for the protection of the stone. (Fluffy was the three headed dog he owned) It was something he said with pride in his voice. He also said that nobody would get past Fluffy because he was just too big for anybody.

Daphne came up with the idea to lure him into a trap. That was also a conclusion that they all had. Only Daphne had a way to do it. Now the only question left was when they could do it. After a lot of discussion they decided that they would trap him on a Sunday morning. They knew that Quirrell would always go for a walk in the morning. He did it all year, and always on a Sunday morning when the rest of the castle was still asleep.

Daphne also had the idea to ask her father for help. That was something Bella found to be a good backup plan. She knew that David was a former auror and that they could make good use of him if necessary. Now it was only the question of where they were going to line him up.

The rest of the week they followed Professor Quirrell everywhere he went and not ones did they let him out of their sight. With eagle eyes they kept an eye on him and when he went into a room they waited for him on the outside. This should be the week they were going to do it if nothing went wrong.

On Saturday evening Dumbledore stood up from the head table and hurried out of the door. He had just received a letter and was clearly irritated by it.

Harry who had seen Dumbledore leave went straight to his grandmother. He did not know why, but he immediately wanted to know what was going on. That was also the question he immediately asked his grandmother. "Grandma Mini where is Dumbledore going to? I want to know because I think Quirrell has fooled him with that letter."

Minerva looked at him intently and thought before she spoke. "Harry, I do not think you have the right to know where the headmaster is going, but he just received a letter from the ministry. He is now going over there to help minister Fudge.

And when are you going to stop thinking that Quirrell is planning to steal the stone" Minerva said to her grandson with a little bit of venom in her voice.

Harry listened to what his grandmother told him and ran toward his friends. "It's going to happen tonight" he screamed. "Dumbledore is gone and he's going to do it now."

Hedwig his owl was already flying into the great hall through an open window. "Daphne please write a letter to your father and tell him to come now. Neville, Susan, you two do the same. Hedwig will take them to where they are needed" as Harry took a breath and looked around the great hall.

"Bella and I will go to the classroom of Quirrell. There we will do everything we can to stop him. Hermione you will go to the third floor, please see if you can secure the door. Just try to keep Quirrell away from it as long as possible Do everything you can but do not let him reach the stone ".

It was fascinating to watch how Harry was putting everybody to work. Daphne and Bella just stood there and were watching him with open mouth. It was clear to them that Harry was a leader, but he would never say it about himself.

"We're going now, when you are done with the letter please come and help us. Hedwig is the fastest owl so it will be okay." Harry and Bella went away and left the others behind.

Daphne was bent over her parchment and thought of what she was going to write.

Lord Greengrass.

I have a request for you from Lord Potter.

Please come over here quickly, Quirrell is going to steal the stone tonight.
Do not ask me how Harry knows this but he knows it for sure.
He together with Bella are on their way to stop him.
I am afraid that it is more dangerous than they think it is, but they will do it just because it is the right thing to do.
Bella and Harry will do anything to stop him, and I mean anything.
And I'm also going to help them when I send this letter away.
Dumbledore is on his way to minister Fudge so he is not here to help us.
We only know that he is now at the ministry, and the old goat went there by broom.
We have tried to reach him, and also told the other Professors.
But they will not listen to us.
Please Father come here and make haste.

Your daughter and heirs Daphne Greengrass.

Neville and Susan also wrote the same note to Augusta and Amelia. They did not know if it would help, but they believed Harry and Bella on their words. Each had tied their note to the leg of Hedwig and were now heading to the classroom of Quirrell.

*#*

Harry and Bella rush through the corridors.

They were less than a hundred meters away from the classroom of Quirrell. The last meters they walked a little out of breath to the door of the classroom.

Bella listened at the door and heard rumbling from the inside of it. So they knew that Quirrell was still inside.

Harry stood next to Bella and also listened at the door. The fear was rushing through their throats. They were terrified but knew they had to do it. Bella looked at Harry and began counting with her fingers.

"One, two". Harry had looked and had the doorknob in his hands. "Three", Harry forcefully threw open the door.

Bella and Harry stumbled into the classroom and looked at Quirrell.

"What are you doing here, go away" Quirrell shouted fiercely at them. "I have other things to do today".

Bella swallowed out of fear and Harry stepped in front of her. "We know it all. We know you're going to steal the stone for Voldemort." Harry cried out.

He wanted to say it with a firm voice, but through the fear he had his voice came out in a high squeaky sound that did not sounded intimidating at all.

Bella had herself clutching on to his arm. Harry was much braver than she was, but she would stay with him whatever it took.

Quirrell looked intently at both of the students. "You, I should have known" he said. "Who else could it be than the Boy Who Lived, and his annoying, arrogant little girlfriend?" Professor Quirrell snapped at them both. His normally shy stuttering attitude had changed into a man of hate and power. He towered over them both and looked at them with angry eyes. This brought even more fear to the two friends. "And tell me how you knew that it was me Harry. How have you found out that I would go after the stone?"

Harry looked briefly at Bella. It was in one of her nightmares. But that was something that he could and should not tell Quirrell.

Bella was gathering her courage and was now a little bit bolder then Harry. She looked angry at Quirrell. She swallowed the lump she had in her throat. "It does not matter how we knew that it was you Professor. We will now do everything to make sure you will not get the stone. You're not going to help Voldemort, We will stop you" she said.

Quirrell's wand appeared in his hand. He wanted to raise him, but Harry and Bella had theirs already drawn and pointed at him.

Three wands were now pointed at each other.

Quirrell looked at both of them and did not really know what to do. "You two are really annoying, you know that. Harry you should have been dead in the Quidditch match. If It wasn't for the counter curse from Professor Snape, you would have been nothing more than a flat pile of hippogriff dung. And just when you fell, I thought for sure I had you. But no little miss annoying here was there to save you again."

Harry looked at Bella and whispered "Snape saved me".

Bella did not know what to say and just shrugged her shoulders.

"And then there is you Bella. Why do you oppose our master in this way? You know that you must kill Harry Potter, but you do not do what you've been told. Our master is not pleased with you Bella I can tell you that for sure."

Bella was even more anxious now. He knew. He knew she was Bellatrix Black. She did not know how but he knew. Harry had to die but that was something she would never do. It does not matter who would asked it of her she would just not do it.

"Crucio" exclaimed Quirrell. Harry fell to the ground and screamed out in pain.

The pain was unbearable for Bella to hear.

Harry moved and twisted his arms and legs in all angles he just screamed and screamed out in pain.

Bella had tears in her eyes and screamed for him to stop. She just could not bear to see her Harry in so much pain.

Quirrell stopped the curse and looked at Bella. "Kill him Bella, kill him now. Do it for your master and you are free. Do it for Harry and he will not have to suffer anymore." Quirrell almost told her in a fatherly tone.

Bella had big tears of fear and hatred in her eyes. She could not look at Quirrell but kept her eyes on Harry. She sat down on the ground next to Harry who was still twisting and turning from the pain.

Harry gasped in pain. His body trembled and shook. With his emerald green eyes he looked at Bella. "No Bella do not listen to him you're stronger than he is."

She wanted to help Harry. She wanted to kill him so that he had no more pain. But she did not want to lose him. For some time she just did not know what to do. Again she looked into his emerald green eyes. There was love in those eyes. Love from a friend that she could not find anywhere else. Even if he himself did not know what love is, she could still see that he had it for her "No, I do not. I will not kill Harry" Bella told Quirrell with determination.

"Crucio" sounded the voice of Quirrell again.

Harry screamed out again and he shook from the pain.

Bella held him but could do nothing else. Harry lay in her arms shaking, twisting and screaming out in pain. Quirrell was hurting her Harry and he was smiling about it. Bella took out her wand and shouted, "Crucio" Her wand was aimed at Quirrell. It was not hatred that fuelled the curse but fear.

Quirrell dropped his stick and was shaking slightly.

It was not that he felt much pain but it worked.

Harry was freed from the curse.

Bella kept her wand pointed at Quirrell and the curse slowly faded away.

"How can it be? How can someone so young master such a curse" Quirrell exclaimed. "Let me talk to her. I can help her, I can guide her."

There was a hissing noise from behind Quirrell. Bella didn't know exactly where it came from but she heard it.

"Master are you sure, are you strong enough?" Quirrell Asked.

And again Bella heard that voice.

"Yes, I am sure, I'm strong enough for this".

Quirrell removed his turban and turned to Bella.

Harry was lying unconscious on the ground next to Bella and had not noticed anything.

Bella looked at Quirrell when he turned around. There in the back of his head grew a second head. This head had fiery red eyes. She saw that it was Voldemort. And then it dawned on her, Quirrell was not working for Voldemort, he was Voldemort.

Bella got up and stood in front of Harry. She did not know what to do but she wanted to protect Harry.

"Bellatrix my right hand," came the voice of Voldemort. "I've looked into your mind and I know what you have to do for me. Why have you not killed Harry? It was a small thing that you had to do for me, and I know you can do it."

Bella became pale, he knows everything she thought. But I'm not going to kill Harry, I don't care how often he asked me too. Nothing will persuade me to do it. "No, Voldemort I will not kill Harry Potter he is my friend" Bella said solemnly but also with fear.

"Friend, FRIEND" Voldemort screamed out in fury. "A friend who falls unconscious at the side of me, he is no friend of yours Bella, look at him he is nothing to you. He only continues to live by pure luck. He is nothing, I'm everything, I'm lord Voldemort and I am your master. I will soon rule the world and you can help me with that. You only have to kill Harry Potter" Voldemort said this while his eyes were piercing at Bella.

Quirrell slowly bent down and picked up his wand again, with the face of Voldemort still looking at Harry.

Bella saw pure hatred and disgust in those eyes. "No, I will not kill Harry. He is my friend, and he is better than you'll ever be." It was the fear that was speaking for Bella.

She stood her ground and looked straight into the eyes of Voldemort. She was now standing right between Harry and Voldemort. Harry was still lying unconscious behind her. She had to save him, that was the only thing she could think of. If she could stretch the time long enough, than they could save Harry and maybe even her.

Voldemort had control over Quirrell, but he had no control over Bella, and she would do everything to keep him away from Harry.

"Bella, I am your master. I command you to kill Harry" Voldemort cried.

"No," Bella screamed back fiercely.

"Bella if you will not listen to me, then I have to do it again like I have always done it in the past, when you would not listen to me. IMPERIO" Voldemort said.

The curse came and landed on Bella. A voice in her head told her to kill Harry. She brought her wand upwards. "Kill him," the voice sounded again in her head.

Bella fought against the voice.

But it did work her arm went up and it was pointing at Harry.

"Well done Bella, kill him now. Curse him," Voldemort almost screamed.

An other little voice told her that she should not do it. "Love Harry" it told her in the back of her head.

Bella nodded but did not lower her arm. The voice of Bella's sounded from the back of her throat. "AVA".

"Love Harry be his friend. He will be there for you" the other voice sounded again in Bella's head.

Bella wanted to listen to that voice and she wanted to obey. But Voldermort's voice sounded louder and was more demanding of her.

"Kill Harry Potter now. Listen to your master" it screamed.

Bella had to work very hard in order not to give in to the voice. Her wand still focused on Harry she said. "Avada". She could not finish the curse. She did not want to finish the curse.

"Be the friend of Harry, he will protect you, he will always be there for you." Again there was the other voice. Only this time it was louder.

Voldemort began to lose his grip on the Imperius curse he had put on Bella.

Bella fought against the voice of Voldemort. She was not going to kill her Harry.

"Bella, Bella, walk away from him" it was Harry's voice that was speaking from behind her.

Bella now looked straight into the emerald green eyes of Harry. He was awake and he was looking at her. The moment their eyes met each other, Harry again closed his eyes. With an almost closed mouth, he told her that she had to walk away. Harry was awake and he had looked at her. The little voice was right. Harry was her friend and he would remain her friend. Bella turned back to face Voldemort.

The Imperius curse was repelled by Bella and Bella walked backwards and away from him and Harry.

Voldemort looked at Harry and saw that he was still unconscious. With a few steps he walked towards Bella. "Bella how can you be stronger as a child, stronger then when you were my right hand?" Voldemort asked.

Bella had to think on that question. She knew what Voldemort meant. She had read those books in where it was told that she was his right hand, that she was a killer en a crazy bitch. But she was not his right hand anymore. She was the friend of Harry Potter and that was the answer.

"Because I'm a friend of Harry, the great Harry Potter, the friend of the Boy who lived, the friend of the baby who defeated you" she said with pride.

Every sentence she said, she threw at Voldemort with venom in her voice. Her voice rang with pride and anger.

Voldemort screamed that it could not be, it was not allowed. She was his, and he was her master. Voldemort the lord of darkness, it could not be that a child could turn against him. He was the greatest and the most powerful wizard that ever existed, he alone conquered death.

Bella slowly continued to walk backwards.

Quirrell with Voldemort sticking out of his head was following her, the frustration that Voldemort was feeling made Quirrell close his eyes.

So he had not seen that Harry had risen to his feet.

With small steps Harry walked behind Quirrell en towards him. From out of nowhere, he jumped up and grabbed Voldemort from behind.

Quirrell screamed and threw Harry away from him.

Bella looked frightened at the eyes of Quirrell when he turned to her. His face showed a burn and it had the shape of Harry's hand. "Expelliarmus" echoed Bella's voice through the classroom.

The wand of Quirrell flew through the air and Bella caught it.

"Harry Quirrell will burn when you touch him" she screamed

Harry did not know what Bella meant but he again jumped at Quirrell because that's what she wanted.

Quirrell stepped away from him and avoided his other attempts. Bella conjured a pair of ropes around the ankles of Quirrell, and he fell to the ground.

Harry again jumped on top of him and grabbed his head with both his hands.

With his hands Quirrell tried to push Harry away from him. But his hands were burning and they were slowly turning into dust. Just like his face that Harry was holding on to.

The head of Voldemort screamed in pain.

Bella pulled Harry away from Quirrell and took him in a hug. Together they watched as Quirrell and Voldemort turned into a pile of ashes.

"Is it over Harry?" Bella asked him softly with the tears still in her eyes.

"Yes Bella, I think so," Harry told her.

The door to the classroom swung open and David came running in. He was closely followed by Minerva and Augusta. Isabella and Amelia who were behind them walked straight towards the two children. Before they came to them their eyes were drawn to the pile of ashes.

There was a cloud forming from the ashes en it was slowly turning into something.

Everybody was looking while the cloud turned into Voldemort. Then Voldemort flew straight at Harry and right through him.

Bella screamed and Harry again lost his consciousness.

David looked at Minerva and walked towards Harry. With his strong arms he picked Harry up. With Harry in his arms, he went straight to the infirmary.

Isabella did the same thing with Bella and took her along.

Neville said that Hermione was still on the third floor, and therefore it was up to him to fetch her immediately. He said it while he was blushing profusely.

*#*

In the infirmary Daphne told that they wrote their letters while Bella and Harry were already on their way to the classroom of Quirrell. After they were finished with their letters she had gone along with Neville and Susan to the classroom of Quirrell. There they found that the door to the classroom was locked from the inside.

Whatever they did and tried, they could not get the door to open. But they heard Harry screaming in agony from behind that door. It was like he was dying. Daphne had told them with tears in her eyes. They also heard Bella screaming that she did not wanted to kill Harry. And suddenly there was a silence from behind the door. And that was also the time that her father came around the corner.

It was at that time when Daphne screamed at him. "Harry and Bella are in here, you have to help them, we cannot get the door to open it is locked from the inside."

The rest that had happened was known to the adults. There they were sitting around Harry's bed. Poppy Pomfrey told them that Harry had been placed under the Cruciatus curse for nearly ten minutes, and it will take a long time before he is back to normal. Now she would keep him asleep for the worst of it.

Bella was in tears and could not stop them from falling. She just couldn't tell what had happened without breaking down again. She did however give them the memory from what had happened in the classroom.

Everyone had just watched the memory and had seen what had happened in the room between Bella, Harry and Quirrell.

David was deeply impressed by the students and disgusted at the head that grew out of Quirrell. They were horrified and proud at the same time. David told Bella that many adults could never have done what they have done themselves. This made Bella smile a little bit. She was sitting next to Harry and was holding his hand in hers.

Minerva apologized to Bella that she did not believe them right away. And that they were right about the stone and the danger it was in.

Bella found it hard to believe but knew Minerva meant it. And that Harry would forgive her anyway if he was awake.

The doors of the infirmary opened and Dumbledore came walking inside the infirmary he was jovial and happy. "What is going on here? Have I missed something" Dumbledore asked kindly.

David was angry and wanted to attack Dumbledore right there en then. David, however, was stopped by Isabella and Augusta.

It was Amelia who stood together with Minerva and were now in front of Dumbledore.

It was Minerva McGonagall who began to speak as she looked Dumbledore in the eye with a look that can only be described as one of fury. "Albus, Harry Potter and Bella Figg, have just stopped Professor Quirrell from stealing your precious stone. It turned out that he was the one who was after the stone. He was also possessed by lord Voldemort. And we have seen it all in the memory from Bella."

The look of Albus went from jovial to worry. His eyes went to the ground and he did not dare to look in the eyes of Minerva.

"Albus tell me did you know that Lord Voldemort was behind this" was her question.

The only thing that Dumbledore could do was nod.

David jumped up angry but was immediately pulled outside by Isabella.

"I had my suspicion that he was after this" Dumbledore said with some difficulty in his voice.

Minerva sighed deeply and asked. "And what did you do with the warnings that Mr. Potter has given to me, which I've then told you about, so that you could do something about it, or at least check up on it for yourself"

Dumbledore was now only looking at his shoes, and was deliberately avoiding the eyes of Minerva. "I thought that Harry and Bella were wrong and I did nothing with their suspicions."

This was the point that Minerva lost her patience. "Albus Dumbledore. This is the last time I trust you with one of my lions or my cub. Harry and Bella have saved that stone that you had hidden in the castle. They have also defeated Voldemort when they were saving your stone. If it had not been for those two than Voldemort would have been back in our world, I would thank them on my knees if I were you. And do not even think of speaking to me about the greater good. Now get out of my eyes and away from my lions. "Minerva turned and sat back down on the bed with Harry.

Bella listened to it all and took the hand of her aunt mini. She could not believe the words she had just heard. Her auntie may not have believed them bud she had listened to them, and seen the way of Bella and Harry, as something that could be true, and had therefore warned Albus.

Dumbledore wanted to say something but Amelia Bones interrupted him. "Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall asked you to leave the infirmary. Harry and her other Lions are now under the care of the board of governors. And we will do everything to keep them safe. Now I will again ask you to leave and leave her lions alone."

Poppy Pomfrey had heard everything and told that she would not allow the headmaster any wear near Harry in the coming days.

That was something Minerva was grateful for.

Isabella put a hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Now we can only hope that Dumbledore did not hear you calling Harry your cub."

Minerva smiled and nodded.