The weeks had flown by, Harry learned everything he could and always excelled in any subject, although he had to admit that History of Magic was really bored. He discovered the enormous pleasure of flying on a broomstick and it turned out that he was very good at it, so much so that Professor Snape convinced the headmaster to give him permission to be a Seeker on the Quidditch team even though it was only possible from second year onwards. At first Malfoy had protested saying that it was favoritism but when he saw that Harry managed to catch the golden snitch in the match against Hufflepuff, giving his house the victory, his mood improved, in fact he told him to enjoy it while he can because next year He would take the tests to remove him from his position.

The most notable thing was that they had discovered that what was in the hallway on the third floor was a 3-headed dog guarding a trap door that led to an unknown place, Harry assumed that it was what Hagrid had removed the day they went to Gringotts and his friends. Suspicions were confirmed when the wizard newspaper called "The Prophet" published the news that a bank vault had been broken into which was supposed to be impossible. And even crazier was when a Troll sneaked into the dungeons without anyone knowing how, but fortunately Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco had managed to subdue him, while the others distracted him with the Lumos spell, Harry cast the levitation spell on him to disarm him. of his club and use it to knock him unconscious. They were severely reprimanded by their house heads but also rewarded like 15 points for both houses for the achievement.

During the next match against Ravenclaw, Harry's broom had gone crazy and started moving in all directions, as if trying to make Harry fall to the ground. Luckily, Hermione set fire to part of the wood where the teachers were and Harry managed to regain his balance as soon as he had it. opportunity he riskily jumped off the broom to catch the Golden Snitch, getting a couple of scratches, but giving the victory to his house.

After the game they went to visit Hagrid, at first Malfoy did not feel comfortable in the humble cabin, but when Hagrid's huge dog became attached to him after he gave him cookies, he began to relax -Are you sure you saw the Professor Snape casting a spell?-

-Completely, his lips did not stop moving while he focused his gaze on you, as soon as they saw the fire and everyone lost their concentration on the game, your broom returned to normal.

-¡Nonsense! Professor Snape is the head of our house ¿Why would he want to harm a student in his house?

-¿So he would do it with someone who isn't from Slytherin?- Ron said to Draco, causing him to just give him a look of disdain.

-I noticed before the game that he was limping, it's evident that he tried to get past that huge dog on the third floor and get hold of whatever he was guarding," said Harry, forgetting where he was.

-¿Were they on the third floor? ¡You know it's forbidden! Stay away from Fluffly-

-¿Fluffy?- the 4 said at the same time.

- Uh-huh... It's mine... I bought it from a Greek I met in the bar last year... and I lent it to Dumbledore for...-and he stopped -Please guys, don't give me any trouble , you know I can't talk about that-

-Okay, but there is no doubt that it was Snape who put a spell on Harry's broom and also the one who brought the Troll into the castle. They are very stupid creatures, there is no way they could get in without help.

-You are forgetting something, Professor Dumbledore and the teachers trust him, otherwise they wouldn't allow him to teach at school- Hermione replied and Harry noticed that the blonde smiled when he saw that the girl agreed with him.

-Look, I don't know why Harry's broom reacted that way, but Snape would never try to kill a student. Now listen everyone, you are getting involved in things that don't concern you and that is dangerous, forget about that dog and forget what he is watching. That's the work of Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel.

-So there's someone called Nicolas Flamel who's involved in this, right?- Harry asked.

-Hagrid cursed and became angry with himself.

Christmas was approaching. One morning in middle of December, Hogwarts was discovered covered in two meters of snow and the lake was completely frozen, even from outside the school, everything looked like an enchanted place straight out of a fairy tale. Harry was returning from visiting Hera, he had brought her some food in case he was short of food due to the winter, she told him that it was not necessary since she had plenty of prey, but she warned him to be careful since some creatures are afraid of an evil being roaming the forest capable of frightening even those who live there. He was trying to guess what type of magical beast it could be, Draco was waiting for him with Ron and Hermione who was signaling him with the book he was carrying in his hand and just when he went in their direction they crossed paths with three classmates from his house,

-You are a disgrace to wizards, hanging out with blood traitors like Weasley and a...

-¿Muggleborn? I already know, Goyle ¿Is that all you can think of? - Hermione reproached him.

-No one spoke to you, impure blood- the leader responded. Harry had no idea what that meant, but he guessed it was something very offensive from the look on her face and even Draco do the same thing, it was then that he decided that they had already gone too far -They better go away-

-¿Oh really? ¿And what happens if we don't do it? -Asked the leader, who reminded him so much of his cousin.

-¡Duo fire!-And from his wand came two balls of fire that headed towards the tunics of Crabbe and Goyle who ran out in terror and threw themselves into the snow to put out the fire. Flint took out his wand but Harry was faster - ¡Petrificus Totalus! - and his opponent paralyzed and collapsed on the floor without being able to move a muscle. Harry approached the boy and grabbed him by the robe -I'm not going to repeat it to you Flint, leave my friends alone, if you have a problem with me, we will gladly have a duel, but don't bother them. I hope it's clear to you - and he headed towards the castle with his group.

-Harry, that was amazing!- said Ron.

-It's just the fire spell that Hermione used against Snape, but more powerful. What is that book they wanted to show me?-

-We discover who Nicolas Flamel is, a famous magician known for his work in alchemy and creator of the philosopher's stone, a stone capable of turning metal into gold and the liquid extracted from it grants eternal life- answered the girl.

-So that's what Hagrid's dog guards. We just need to find out who wants to steal it.

-¿And who doesn't? That stone is something incredible-

-He must be someone very skilled at getting past Gringotts security. We'll have to continue investigating- Harry commented. That night he went to bed, looking forward to the next day, thinking of all the fun and food that awaited him for Christmas, but not expecting any gifts. When he woke up early the next day, the first thing he saw was a few packages at the foot of his bed.

-Merry Christmas, golden boy, it seems like you were very popular this year- Draco told him, pointing to the gifts he had while trying on a dark green tunic.

-¿They are for me?-

-Anyone would think that you never received a gift. Here, on behalf of my mother, since she found out that I was together with a celebrity, she has not stopped telling me that I should invite you to the parties she organizes with high society - and she gave her a book on manners and etiquette for nobles along with a gala tunic.

-Tell her that thank you very much from me. And what did she say about you getting together with Ron and Hermione? -And in the face of silence she smiled -She has no idea, right?-

-What mother doesn't know won't hurt her- he replied, shrugging her shoulders.

Harry opened another package and found a thick, hand-knit, emerald green sweater along with a large box of homemade chocolate cake from Ron's mother, which was delicious, even Draco ate it with more enthusiasm than he did, which he thought was funny. The next gift also had treats, a large box of chocolate frogs, from Hermione. He had the last one left. Harry took it and noticed that it was very light, once he unwrapped it he saw a huge silver-gray cloth that slid to the floor and stood shining.

-It can't be, I always wanted one of those-

-¿What is it?-

-It is a cloak to become invisible, they are very rare. Try it on - and as soon as he put it on, the part of his neck down to the bottom had disappeared when it was covered, leaving the illusion that his head was suspended in the air -Great ¿Who sent it to you? - he asked and upon checking the note only said:

Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time for him to be returned to you.

Use it well.

A very Merry Christmas to you.

-It doesn't have a name, it just says that it belonged to my father-

That same night Harry tried the inherited gift and walked around the castle, until after avoiding Filch's cat he crossed paths with Snape and Quirrel, apparently the potions professor was threatening him and questioning his loyalty, which increased her suspicions about him. He backed away as quietly as he could and headed to the left where there was a half-open door and slipped in, holding his breath and trying not to make any noise to avoid being noticed.

Once the teachers' footsteps and voices could no longer be heard, he was able to notice it: the largest mirror he had ever seen. When he stood in front of it, he realized that he had come across a magic mirror, which instead of reflecting him As a normal one would do, it showed him accompanied by two adults, smiling and hugging him.

-¿Mom? Dad? - and at that moment he felt a burst of happiness at being accompanied by his family, he wanted to see them, talk to them, feel their arms surrounding him... and that was when a thought entered his head, taking with it every trace of joy -It is an illusion. It's not real- he said, resting his hand on the glass, sobbing while he looked down, so he wouldn't have to see the false image of his parents.

-Not exactly- said a voice behind him.

-¡Professor Dumbledore! I... this... I didn't see it when I came in- he said nervously and embarrassed while he wiped away his tears.

-It's hard for people to notice your presence when you're invisible- he responded with a smile as he made a couple of desks appear for them to sit on, which made him feel even more relieved, since he had been discovered outside his room -Dont feel shame for showing sadness Harry. I see that you, like so many others, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised, and I imagine you already know what it does-

-It shows us what we desire, whatever we want-

-Yes and no, it shows us neither more nor less, than the deepest and most desperate desire of our heart. For you, who never met your family, your greatest desire was to see them, however I must warn you that this mirror does not show reality or the future, many people end up getting lost in their reflections, fascinated by what they see and forget about reality. , eventually losing his mind. Dreaming doesn't do any good, if you forget to live Harry-

-Then I was right. What I saw wasn't real-

-Maybe yes, maybe not, what you can be sure of is that your feelings are. And that's what really matters- he told her, smiling while looking at him with those half-moon glasses that gave her the image of being able to read his mind. Harry was processing what the old man had told him and understood what he meant and had a doubt -¿And what do you see when you look in front of the mirror?-

-¿Me? I see myself holding a pair of thick wool socks and a scarf from my favorite team and Harry looked at him in amazement. Another Christmas has passed and they haven't given me a single pair of socks or a coat, people still insist on giving me books-

Harry and his friends had gone to visit Hagrid again. Inside the cabin the heat was suffocating, even though winter was ending, and it was a sunny day outside. Hagrid made them tea and offered them weasel sandwiches, which they didn't accept, Draco gave them to Fang whenever Hagrid wasn't looking to pay attention to his cauldron. They had come mostly to ask him if he thought his three-headed dog was enough to keep Snape away from the stone.

-¿Again with that? I already told you that Professor Snape doesn't want to steal the stone, he is one of those who helps protect it-

-¿How do you protect her? "It's not like he can go check on her between classes," Ron commented.

-You don't have any brain at all Weasley, it's obvious that each teacher collaborated on the protections, there must be several enchantments and spells to prevent thieves from entering-

-Exactly and in any case I doubt that I can transfer Fluffy, only Professor Dumbledore and I know how to do it-and at that moment he swore again for saying that and when he saw that the cauldron was about to explode he ran to take out its contents. and placed it in a metal container, it was an egg.

-¿Where did you get it, Hagrid? "It must have cost you a fortune," Ron asked.

-I won it- Hagrid explained-The other night. I was in the village, having a few drinks, and I started playing cards with a stranger. I think he was very happy to get rid of him, if I'm honest-

-¿What animal is he?-

-A dragon-

-¿What? But Hagrid, you live in a wooden cabin. What will you do when he reaches adult size? Furthermore, it is prohibited to have a dragon. You could get in trouble with the ministry. You must find him a suitable home-

-He already has it, here with me, he always wanted to have a dragon-

-Look Hagrid, you can't have a dragon as a pet, even if you raise it as if it were a puppy, its nature is very wild, it will end up destroying everything and they will blame Dumbledore- and at the mention of the headmaster his expression changed.

-I don't want to cause problems for Professor Dumbledore, he has done a lot for me-

-Then get rid of the dragon. My brother Charlie works with them, I can send him a letter and ask him to shelter him. He will be well taken care of and will be able to be with his kind-

-Okay, please write to him. I want to spend as much as I can with him before he leaves-

The group had managed to put together a plan: take the dragon to the astronomy tower and give it to some friends of Ron's brother. They managed to escape thanks to Harry's cloak, unfortunately when it was time to return Harry left his cloak with Ron and Hermione while he and Draco tried to sneak to the dungeons, but they were discovered by Snape, thanks to the fact that Flint had betrayed them when they left the dungeons. common room.

-I am very disappointed in you two, especially you, Mr. Malfoy. And you, Mr. Potter, do you think that because you belong to my house or have won a Quidditch match, you can break the rules? - and at that moment Professor McGonagall appeared accompanied by Ron and Hermione -What's wrong Minerva?-

-Apparently Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger were hanging around the corridors, when I asked them what they were doing out of their beds they said they were thinking of meeting Potter and Malfoy-

-Ahh I see, in addition to breaking the rules they encourage their classmates to do the same. I thought they would both want Slytherin to win the house cup, but I see that will be difficult since I am forced to take fifty points from each of them and they will all serve punishments with Filch. Withdraw-

-¿How did they discover them if they had my cape?-

-Hermione said it wasn't fair that only we could sneak away so she left it hidden in the astronomy tower for you to look for after her-

-It was stupid Granger-

-It's called honor, Malfoy. Didn't they teach it to you in that pureblood school of manners?-

-Enough, well at least we're together again. Surely the punishment will be to write a few lines on the blackboard or clean up.

They couldn't be more wrong

They had to go with Hagrid to the forbidden forest, apparently there was something there that was killing unicorns, which was not something easy and that anyone could do since despite their beauty they are very strong creatures. Hagrid showed them a small silver liquid that looked like mercury from thermometers -This is unicorn blood, keep an eye out in case you see something like this. The creature that attacked him must be powerful-

-¿And they send us to finish it off? ¿What if he kills us? - the blonde protested.

-Nothing will happen to them if they are with me. Now we will divide into 2 groups, Ron and Hermione with me-

-And I want Fang- he said watching the dog.

-As you wish, but I warn you that he is a coward. If anyone finds the unicorn or blood from it, they must send green sparks, okay? Get out your wands and practice now... okay... And if anyone has trouble, the sparks will be red and we'll all come together... so be careful... let's go. The forest was dark and silent. After walking a little, they saw that the path forked. Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid went to the left and Harry, Malfoy, and Fang went to the right. They walked for about half an hour, going deeper and deeper, until the path became almost impossible to follow, because the trees were so thick. Suddenly they found traces of unicorn blood on the ground, there were also stains on the roots of the trees, as if the poor creature had crawled in its pain. Harry could see a clearing ahead through the branches of an old oak tree.

-Look...it's...- Indeed, it was the unicorn and it was dead. Harry had never seen anything so beautiful and so sad. His long spindly legs were bent at strange angles from his fall and his pearly white mane spilled over the leaves. A bush at the edge of the clearing stirred... Then, out of the shadows, a hooded figure crawled closer, like a beast on the prowl. Harry, Malfoy and Fang were paralyzed, and when they saw the creature drink the blood they couldn't help but scream. The hooded figure raised its head and looked directly at Harry. The unicorn's blood was dripping down his lips and chest. He stood up and quickly approached him... Harry was paralyzed with fear, that was when a pain pierced his head, something he had never felt, as if the scar was on fire.

He thought he heard galloping hooves behind him, and something leaped cleanly and attacked the figure. The headache was so bad that Harry fell to his knees, a few minutes passed before he calmed down. When he looked up, the figure was gone and he saw a centaur in front of him.

-¿Are you ok? —said the centaur, helping him to his feet.

-Yes... thank you... Who are you?-

-My name is Firenze, you are Harry Potter, even among my race you are famous. The forest is not safe for you, now more than ever-

-¿What was that thing?-

-An evil creature ¿Do you know what unicorn blood is used for?-

-No, in Potions class we only use the horns and hair from the unicorn tail. I also know that horns are used in wand cores, but never blood-

-That's because killing a unicorn is something monstrous. Only someone who has nothing to lose and everything to gain can commit such a crime. Unicorn blood keeps you alive, even if you are on the verge of death, but at a terrible price. If one kills something pure and defenseless to save himself, he will get half a life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches his lips-

-¿Who would be so crazy for a cursed life?-

-¿Don't you know anyone willing to do something like that? ¿What do you need to drink unicorn blood until you find something more powerful, which is hidden in the castle right now?-

-Voldemort...- he said surprised "So the rumors were true", he was still alive, at least in part. Once they were dropped off at school Harry was thinking about going back to the astronomy tower to retrieve his invisibility cloak until he saw that he was already in his bed with a note that said:

"Just in case"

The cold had already left and summer was getting closer. It was very hot, especially in the large classroom where written exams were taken. They had been given new, special feathers that had been enchanted with an anti-cheat charm. Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall gave him quite complicated tests but Harry had already learned to cast those spells a long time ago, while Professor Snape made everyone's hair stand on end, even those in his house, breathing down their necks while They were trying to remember how to make a forgetting potion. Harry did everything as best he could, considering the enormous stabs of pain he felt in his forehead, which had been bothering him since the night he had been in the forest.

-Enough work- said Ron closing the book, stretching out on the grass while Hermione continued talking in a low voice reviewing and Harry and Malfoy ate some apples that Harry had cut from the tree with a spell.

-You can cheer up a little, Harry, there's still a week before we know how bad things went, there's no need to worry now-

-Speak for yourself Weasley, I will get the best grades in my course-

-I don't think it will be difficult having Crabbe, Goyle as competition," Hermione told him.

-Good point-

-Harry rubbed his forehead. "Damn headache!" -My scar still hurts. It's happened to me before, but never as long as it is now-

-Go see Madam Pomfrey," Hermione suggested.

-I'm not sick," Harry said -I think it's a warning...something bad is about to happen-

-Yes, Weasley will probably be the first student of having the intelligence level of the Troll already- said Draco smiling.

-Hey, don't you think it's a little strange? said Harry, walking up the grassy hill, "that what Hagrid wanted most was a dragon, and then suddenly a stranger appears who happens to have an egg in his pocket? I remember that he said that it was very easy to beat him at cards, I really like Hagrid but I have a feeling that he is not someone who knows how to hide his emotions or is a strategist, besides, how many people are out there with dragon eggs, which are prohibited by law? ¿And he just found someone willing to take him, right? ¿Why didn't it occur to me before? -And he ran towards the ranger's cabin, being accompanied by his friends.

Hagrid was drinking a jug of iced tea at the door of his cabin -Hello guys! ¿Do you want to stop by for a drink? And you can tell me how their exams went.

-We don't have time Hagrid. Tell me, what was the guy who gave you the dragon like? ¿Did he ask you about Fluffy?

-He was wearing a hood so I couldn't see his face, plus there were a lot of people and we had a couple of drinks. In fact, I think he paid most of it, you could tell he wasn't from there, considering most of the people who go there barely talk and spend their time drinking or doing business. And as for Fluffy, I barely mentioned it to him, it was when he told me to be careful with the dragon since they are strong animals and I told him that I already had experience with a three-headed dog and that I learned that each animal has his trick, Fluffy for example some soft music like the sound of a piano or an harp and he falls asleep instantly - and he realized again that he spoke more than he should - Please don't ask me any more questions ¡Hey!¿Wwhere are you going? -He asked when he saw that the boys were heading towards the castle.

They tried to talk to the director but he had gone out to have a talk with the Minister, Professor McGonagall, instead of paying attention to their warnings, simply reproached them for interfering in important matters of the school and the Ministry and expressly ordered them to stay in their respective places. Common rooms.
They had no choice but to make a plan which included breaking a lot of rules and risking being expelled but none of them backed down, passing the beast was easy as it was fast asleep by the enchanted instrument that played a sweet melody that would make for anyone to fall asleep, then it seemed like they were going to die suffocated by the extensions of a large plant that guarded the entire room but Hermione reminded them that these types of plants grow in dark and humid places because sunlight damages them so they threw lights so powerful with their wands that they illuminated the entire place, making that plant twist until they freed them and moved to the next room. Flitwick's test was easy for Harry who was a great Quidditch seeker, when they had to pass Professor McGonagall's test they were amazed to see a huge enchanting chess board, Harry suggested that Ron take charge of this test since there was proven on more than one occasion how good he was at that game.

-Well, in that case, Harry, you take the empty place of that bishop, Hermione, you take the rook next to Harry, I'll be the one on the knight."

-¡Hey! "And what about me?" the Slytherin protested.

-¡You wait, it's better this way- He responded, which was not well received since he felt that he was excluded but he didn't say anything. Ron played all over the board, the pieces moved according to his instructions and moves, they fought roughly with each move, after a while there were hundreds of rubble and broken pieces, the game was almost over.

-Wait a minute...- Malfoy said as he looked at the board and then at the door that would lead them forward, which was blocked by the remaining white pieces.

-¿You realized right? Yes, it's the only way we can get to the end. It's up to you what comes next. Only Quirrel's wards and the one made by Professor Snape remain, so it probably has to do with potions, you are his favorite student and you know how the head of your house thinks. If anyone can get past that obstacle it's you - everyone was surprised by how seriously Ron took chess and even more so by having given a compliment to someone who until not long ago he hated.

-Ron, no!- the girl shouted at him.

-¡This is chess! Sacrifices must be made and it is the only way to stop Snape from taking the stone! "Harry, once the queen attacks me, you can checkmate the king," and then she turned to the other Slytherin-Try not to screw up, Malfoy, I want my beating to be worth it- she said, smiling.

-You're not as stupid as I thought you were. You are the best chess player I have ever seen- he replied, reciprocating the gesture.

-¿Ready? —Ron asked, his face pale but determined and he moved his piece to where the queen was. The huge white piece hit Ron hard in the head with its stone arm and sent the boy flying into the wall, leaving him unconscious. Saddened and angry at the cost of victory Harry moved three squares to the left. The piece took off his crown and tossed it at Harry's feet. Had won. The pieces saluted and left, leaving the door free.

When they entered the next room, an unpleasant smell invaded them, causing them to cover their noses with their robes. His eyes were watering from the smell but they still saw him, crushed on the ground in front of them: a troll larger than the one they had knocked down, unconscious and with a bleeding lump on his head.

-At least we get rid of this one, let's move on to what's next, I can't breathe- said the girl. They passed the threshold and immediately a fire was lit behind them. It was no ordinary fire, it was purple. At the same time, black flames ignited ahead, trapping them.

The test consisted of a riddle which forced them to choose between several potions, there were seven in total: three with poison, one with wine, two would take them safely back through the purple fire and only one forward through the fire. black.

-¿What do you think?-

-It's not that easy, I'm good at detecting ingredients but this is more than just potions it's...-

-Muggle logic- the girl finished -It makes sense, many great wizards know all kinds of spells and enchantments, but here you don't have to use magic but rather intellect. Come, between the two of us we can surely do it - and after a few minutes while Hermione was reading the paper with the riddle, her partner checked the contents and color of the bottles and sniffed a couple which helped in the process - Well, in that case by discarding There is no doubt that the one that will take us forward is... The smallest! - said the girl and the blonde at the same time while smiling in complicity.

-There's only enough for one, I'll drink it. You guys go back for Ron and go warn the principal and Professor McGonagall. I'll try to buy time with Snape.

-You're crazy, Potter! ¿What if the lord of darkness meets him?

-I was lucky once, maybe it will happen again. Thank you for all your help, I wouldn't have gotten this far without you, and Ron-

-¡Don't get so sentimental, just go and do your thing-

-Malfoy says "you're welcome" Harry- and they left after each one drank their corresponding bottle. After he put down the bottle, he went forward. He was encouraged to see that the black flames licked his body but did not burn him. For a moment he could see nothing but dark fire. Then he found himself on the other side, in the last room. There was someone in front of the Mirror of Erised but it wasn't Snape or Voldemort.

He was the DCAO teacher.

-¿You? But...Professor Snape...-

-¿Yes, he has the profile, right? Next to him no one would suspect the "p-p-poor stuttering professor Q-Q-Quirrel"-

-But I saw how Snape accused him of not being loyal to him-

-No silly boy, he accused me of not being loyal to Dumbledore, he automatically suspected me when I let the Troll in thinking everyone would be busy with him, but I was wrong. Then I thought that if he cast a spell on your broom. I would be able to get rid of you, but again I failed. Not only did you manage to get out of the problem, but you and your friends continued to stick your noses where they shouldn't, although I must admit that I didn't expect to see Mr. Malfoy with you, but of course, no one expected that the famous Harry Potter would end up in the house of Slytherin. Well, you've already caused too much trouble - and with a snap of his fingers some ropes appeared and trapped Harry - Now, as for the stone...this mirror is the key to finding it. I didn't expect anything less from the great Albus Dumbledore, nothing will stop me from giving it to my teacher. How do I get it?

Suddenly a voice was heard in the air, which seemed to come from Quirrel -Use the boy...-

-Come here Potter- and with a movement of his hands the ropes that had him immobilized had disappeared. The teacher forced him to stand in front of the mirror and after a few seconds the reflection smiled at him. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a blood-colored stone. He winked and put the Stone back into his pocket, and as he did so, Harry felt something heavy fall into his royal pocket. He had gotten the stone, and tried to stop Quirrell from getting it by telling a lie but the voice was heard again.

-He's lying, let me talk to him- the voice said loud and the man began to slowly take off his turban and when he finished he turned around, what Harry saw made his blood run cold: Where Quirrell's neck should have been, there was a face, the most terrible face Harry had ever seen in his life. It was chalk white, with glowing red eyes and slits for nostrils, like snakes.

-Voldemort...-

-Yes...Look what I have become, a shadow, a parasite that must live through others, drinking unicorn blood and maintaining myself through the energies of Quirrell. But you have something that could help me, something you have in your pocket-

Harry realized that there was no point in continuing to pretend so he decided to go all out - Never! That stone does not belong to you, it belongs to Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel.

-Don't be stupid, you don't have to follow the naive path, after all you belong to the great house of Slytherin. There is no good or evil, only power and those too weak to seek it. I could teach you everything I know, together we would be invincible, we would even conquer death. We would be able to bring those who have died-

For a moment Harry began to feel attracted to the idea of seeing his parents again, so many years of abuse with his uncles would be replaced with a new life with his family, what Harry had always wanted. Then he remembered what he had learned from his talk with the director, about dreaming and not living, about the price everyone would pay and also everything his friends sacrificed to help him -Thanks, but no. I have already learned to see the difference between illusion and reality, I doubt that you can bring back the dead, at least not in the way I want and I do not forget that it was you who killed them in the first place - and he began to run heading towards the exit.

-Grab him!- Voldemort shouted.

-Master, I can't hold him... My hands... my hands!- And he saw Quirrell scream in pain while he saw his hands smoke and fill with blisters and burns. There he understood that he just needed to touch him, Harry jumped to his feet, grabbed Quirrell by one arm and squeezed him tightly, making him scream even louder and try to push Harry away. His headache was increasing and the boy could not see, he could only hear the man's terrible moans and Voldemort's howls: KILL HIM! KILL HIM!-

He felt like he was losing contact with Quirrel and everything was getting darker and darker...

When he opened his eyes he realized that he was in the school infirmary and Professor Dumbledore was sitting next to him. "Welcome Harry."

-¡Sir! ¡The stone! Voldemort, Quirrel...! They...!-

-Calm down boy, the stone is safe. You have managed to prevent a great evil from rising among us and saved not only the school, but the entire magical community.

-¿How long have I been here?-

-A couple of days. Your friends will be very relieved to know that you have regained consciousness. They have been extremely worried, even Mr. Malfoy although he tries to hide it-

-He's not very good at expressing his emotions, but he'll get used to it- he joked -Sir, I have many questions to ask you-

-Oh I'm sure so, but I'm afraid I won't be able to answer all of them, the only thing I can promise you is the truth- and after a quick chat Harry discovered why Quirrel couldn't touch him, how he had been able to get the stone and a little talk. about life and why the stone would be destroyed, and he also knew who had sent him his father's cloak. The bad thing is that the director told him that he could not stay at school during the summer since it remained closed.

-But sir, I can't go back to my uncles' house. I hate that place, plus they don't love me nor do I love them-

-They are your family-

-No, they are just relatives with whom I had to live against my will. The family is the one who appreciates you, helps you and cares about you. I don't care if I have to rent a room in an inn or work during the summer but I won't go back there- he replied firmly.

-I understand- And just at that moment Hagrid entered, sobbing like an abandoned puppy.

-¡I'm so sorry Harry! It was all my fault, and because of a silly dragon egg! They should expel me from school forever and force me to live like a muggle.

-It's okay, it wasn't your fault. He would have known anyway, Voldemort can be very manipulative-

-¡You could have died! And don't say his name!

-¡VOLDEMORT! I met him and called him by his name. Please be happy, Hagrid, we saved the Stone, it's gone, he won't be able to use it. Have some hot chocolate, they left me a lot of sweets-

-You are a good boy, very kind. Here, I brought you a gift to make up for all the mess I caused- and he handed her a book with a beautiful leather cover. Harry opened it curiously... It was full of magical photos. Smiling and greeting him from each page were his mother and his father -I hope you like it-

-Thank you Hagrid- and he gave him a huge hug. Dumbledore smiled watching that scene.

The whole school was talking about the adventures of Harry and his friends, although they did not have the complete truth, they did not stop receiving applause and compliments. Everyone was at the end of year banquet, Ravenclaw was the one who had the most points although Slytherin won the Quidditch cup. The director stood up -Another year coming to an end, it has been one full of adventures and fun. I hope you have learned a lot and take advantage of your summers to rest your minds, but before our traditional banquet it is time to present the house cup. Yes, well done Ravenclaw, however you have to take into account the latest events - and everyone was surprised.

-For Mr. Weasley 50 points, for being the best wizard chess player this school has had in many centuries- and his friend had turned as red as his hair while his classmates applauded him loudly -For Mr. Malfoy and the Miss Granger, for keeping a cool mind in the face of the warm touch of death, fifty points for your houses - and both the Griffindors and the Slytherins applauded loudly.

-And finally to Mr. Harry Potter, for his enormous courage and determination I give the Slytherin house 60 points. Mmm, my mind must have made the calculations wrong when distributing the points because if the numbers are correct, both Griffindor and Slytherin are tied ¿Any suggestions to fix this?

Harry raised his hand -Sir ¿Why not use the colors of both houses? Half the room can wear Slytherin colors and the other half Griffindor.

-¿What are you doing?- the blonde said in a low voice.

-Paying a debt, they left their cape in the tower so that we would not be the only ones punished. We will win next year, I understand that our house has had a good streak for the last 7 years, sharing the victory is not going to kill us and you will also be able to remind Ron for how charitable we have been to his house-he said with a malicious smile.

-Okay, okay, let's let them taste a little glory, I doubt they'll get another chance- his partner replied. Harry gestured to the headmaster who smiled and changed the colors of the Ravenclaw house, replacing them with the colors of Slytherin and Griffindor mixed together, something that had never happened before. And that was when the prefects of both houses and the Quidditch team lifted the group into the air and celebrated the victory.

His first year had just ended, but his adventures were only beginning.

Harry was in the old mansion of the Malfoy family, who offered him to spend the last weeks of school there. He was excited reading his potions book, he loved the idea of learning how to make a herbal vitalizing potion, which would be very useful considering the amount of dangers he faced last year and he thought it would be a good idea to have a jar with some potions and also knowing how to make them without having to attend classes or always depend on the infirmary. At that moment someone knocked on the door of his room -Come in- and when that person entered he closed his book -You don't have to knock, it's your house-

-These are the rules, it seems that you haven't had much education, well well, the famous Harry Potter never stops studying even on vacation.

-Fame is not everything-

-True, there is also fortune, glory and Quidditch-

-There is also hard work and helping others...although I do not deny the Quidditch thing-

-Sometimes I wonder what you do in Slytherin instead of the silly and noble Griffindors-

-There are two of us now ¿Are you sure your parents don't mind if I stay during a summer?-

-¿Are you kidding? My mother can't stop bragging to her group of high society "friends" about a certain celebrity spending her vacation at her house.

-I asked if we could invite Ron and Hermione to lunch- and seeing the expression on her friend's face -Just kidding, don't worry. I know what purebloods think about their families, the question is ¿Do you?-

The blonde thought for a second -Weasley is a fool, but I have to admit that he was very brave and skillful with the giant chess board and Granger...I think she is kinda smart-

-I'm not asking you about her abilities, I want to know if you really believe that Ron is just a poor guy and she is a "mudblood"-

-Don't call her that- And then he was surprised by her own reaction and regained his composure -To hell with Slytherin and its centuries-old traditions, huh? Sure, I don't see how he could come out of all this wrong-

-That's the spirit ¿Do you have anything to eat? I focused so much on reading that I lost track of time-

-Of course ¡Dobby!- And he summoned his house elf who then returned with a tray full of snacks. When Harry thanked him he almost had a fit and his master had to calm him down.

-He is not used to affection-

-That wasn't affection Draco, it was simple kindness, you should try it-

-He is a house elf-

-He is still a living being with feelings. Treats others as they would like to be treated. Why did he dress so badly? You could give him something more decent to wear-

-If a house elf receives clothing he receives freedom from it-

-And what's wrong with that? They should be free-

-They consider it a disgrace, it means that they did not fulfill their duties and therefore they are expelled. Or at least that's how they're raised.

-Then they don't lead that life by choice, but rather they don't know any better and should receive better treatment. Or at least receive money for their services-

-I didn't know you cared so much about elves-

-The way some magicians treat them is not similar to how my uncles did. At least they give house elves some value and that's why they tend to be in the houses of noble wizards.

-¿Was it so horrible to live with muggles?-

-Not all, just them. My aunt was always envious of my mother and she took it out on me and my cousin, he was an idiot but his parents always gave him everything he wanted and never punished him if he did something bad, so in some way he is a mistake from them. Anyway, excuse me for a second, I'll go to the bathroom, you can read my potions book, it wouldn't hurt to learn a couple of tricks so you won't see me receive so much praise from Professor Snape.

-Funny, enjoy while it lasts because this year. I will be the new seeker of Slytherin house-

-In your dreams- and when he left the room he passed by Mr. Malfoy's office, he saw that the door was half open and he couldn't help but hear the adults' conversation.

-You should get rid of that Lucius, imagine if someone from the ministry found out that you had that-

-They would never dare, we are a very respected pure blood family-

-More reason for you to get that out of here, I'm not going to expose our son to that-

-Don't worry, tomorrow I'll go to the alley with the boys and pass by Borgin and Burkes, he has always had a peculiar taste for this kind of objects-

-"I wonder what kind of magical object Mr. Malfoy has in his possession, it must be something very dangerous for him to want to get rid of it"-

Harry and Draco were in Diagon Alley while the adult excused himself by saying that they should wait for him at the Flourish and Blotts bookstore where they would buy the second year books, although Harry had already bought them by mail and read some of them a few weeks ago but He wanted to accompany his friend to see the stores.

-Look, the new broom is the Nimbus 2001, with a couple of those we would undoubtedly win the Quidditch cup-

-Our team does not need a special broom, my talent is enough-

-I'm beginning to understand why the hat put you in Slytherin- he said smiling and they just passed Ron and Hermione who had gone there.

-Hello guys, how was your vacation?-

-I went to France with my parents, I have uncles living there. It's great, although I had problems with the language, I would like to learn it one day-

-¿Do you never get tired of studying?-

-At least she has goals besides food- the blonde told him.

-Hey, you're talking to the best chess player in the world-

-That small victory from last year is worthless now, if you want to win points you must work hard. Anyway, come on, there are books that I want to see apart from the ones we have to take to school - and he went to the girl's side while they entered the store and talked about studying.

-That does not mean that you are not right, last year I shared the house cup for all the help they gave us during the search for the stone. This year we won't be so generous, specially Draco. Shall we go in?

-Wait, I have to wait for my sister, she is starting her first year. Here comes ¡Ginny!-And he signaled to the red-haired girl who was accompanied by her father.

-Hello, you must be Harry Potter, Ron has told us a lot about you- said Mr. Weasley, shaking his hand.

-The pleasure is mine- he said, returning the gesture and then greeted the girl who responded timidly.

-Come on, your mother must already be inside- and at that moment a crowd of people (especially women) rushed into the premises.

-¿Why all the fuss?-

-He is Gilderoy Lockhart, a great hunter of evil creatures and expert in defense against the Dark Arts- And when they entered they saw the fans and photographers capturing images of the man with his audience, when he entered he saw that the man's gaze fell on him and he noticed a self-sufficient smile.

-Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to a my partner in the fight against the Dark Arts. I mean, fo course, the great Harry Potter! Who has come here for my biography which I will be happy to sign. What he doesn't know is that I will also be his new teacher starting in September, he will be able to benefit from my experience and talent - and the entire crowd applauded as they handed him a pile of books which almost fell to the floor.

-Here, I already have mine beside the others. You and your brother can keep them- he told her, placing several in Ron's sister's cauldron.

-Thank you very much, you shouldn't have- she told him, embarrassed and blushing.

-The famous Harry Potter cannot enter a store without attracting attention. I bet you love him- said his housemate, who came with Hermione.

-He didn't look for it, it was all that pedant's doing- the girl told him.

-Potter, I didn't know you had a girlfriend- hhe replied and both, he and the girl blushed.

-Draco, be gentler with your friend, after all he is our guest- said his father who had appeared behind him. And you are...?"

-Hermione, Granger-

-Ahh yes, I have heard about you and your... parents-

-Granger is one of the best students, there is no spell or potion that she cannot perform- Said his son and the man looked at him strangely.

-Guys, your mother wants us to come home-

-My, Weasley Sr., I hear you've been busy with all those raids, I hope you're well rewarded for those hours of work. Although it is evident that not. What is the point of tarnishing the good name of a magician if you are not paid well for it?

-There's nothing honest about enchanting objects to scare Muggles, I think it's a good job- Harry commented.

-Potter is too kind, of course he still has to learn a lot about how things work in the magical world, but my son will teach him. Here girl, the Malfoys always support charity with less fortunate wizards- and he placed a couple of books in Ron's sister's cauldron. It's time for us to go.

-See you at school," Harry said to Ron and Hermione, Draco gave them a small gest. Harry noticed a small, but notorious tone of embarrassment in his friend at the comments his father had made "well, there's still hope for him"