Black Soul- George Weasley

The One With The Chess

The next chamber was so dark they couldn't see anything at all. But as they stepped into it, light suddenly flooded the room to reveal an astonishing sight. They were standing on the edge of a huge chessboard, behind the black chessmen, which were all taller than they were and carved from what looked like black stone. Facing them, way across the chamber, were the white pieces. Harry, Ron, Astraea and Hermione shivered slightly – the towering white chessmen had no faces.

"Now what do we do?" Harry whispered.

"It's obvious, isn't it?" said Ron. "We've got to play our way across the room."

Behind the white pieces they could see another door.

"How?" said Hermione nervously.

"I think," said Ron, "we're going to have to be chessmen."

He walked up to a black knight and put his hand out to touch the knight's horse. At once, the stone sprang to life. The horse pawed the ground and the knight turned his helmeted head to look down at Ron. "Do we — er — have to join you to get across?" 

The black knight nodded. Ron turned to the others.

"This needs thinking about..." he said. "I suppose we've got to take the place of four of the black pieces...."They stayed quiet, watching Ron think. Finally he said, "Now, don't be offended or anything, but neither of you are that good at chess—"

"We're not offended," said Harry quickly. "Just tell us what to do."

"Well, Harry, you take the place of that bishop, Hermione, you next to him instead of that castle, and Astraea, you be the Queen."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to be a knight," said Ron.

The chessmen seemed to have been listening, because at these words a knight, a bishop, a castle and a queen turned their backs on the white pieces and walked off the board, leaving three empty squares that Harry, Ron, Astraea and Hermione took.

"White always plays first in chess," said Ron, peering across the board. "Yes...look..."

A white pawn had moved forward two squares. Ron started to direct the black pieces. They moved silently wherever he sent them. Astraea was worried. What if they lost?

"Harry — move diagonally four squares to the right."

Their first real shock came when their other knight was taken. The white queen smashed him to the floor and dragged him off the board, where he lay quite still, facedown.

"Had to let that happen," said Ron, looking shaken. "Leaves you free to take that bishop, Hermione, go on."

Every time one of their men was lost, the white pieces showed no mercy. Soon there was a huddle of limp black players slumped along the wall. Twice, Ron only just noticed in time that Harry and Hermione were in danger. He himself darted around the board, taking almost as many white pieces as they had lost black ones. Astraea even managed to take a knight.

"We're nearly there," he muttered suddenly. "Let me think — let me think..."The white queen turned her blank face toward him.

"Yes..." said Ron softly, "It's the only way...I've got to be taken."

"NO!" Harry and Hermione shouted.

"Your mother would have me hanged!", Astraea yelled. "No fucking way"

"That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices! I take one step forward and she'll take me — that leaves you free to checkmate the king, Harry!"

"But —"

"Do you want to stop Snape or not?"

"Ron —"

"Look, if you don't hurry up, he'll already have the Stone!"

There was no alternative.

"Ready?" Ron called, his face pale but determined. "Here I go — now, don't hang around once you've won."

He stepped forward, and the white queen pounced. She struck Ron hard across the head with her stone arm, and he crashed to the floor — Hermione screamed but stayed on her square — the white queen dragged Ron to one side. He looked as if he'd been knocked out. Shaking, Harry moved three spaces to the left. The white king took off his crown and threw it at Harry's feet. They had won. The chessmen parted and bowed, leaving the door ahead clear. With one last desperate look back at Ron, Harry and Hermione charged through the door and up the next passageway.

"What if he's —?" Hermione asked.

"He'll be all right," said Harry, trying to convince himself. "What do you reckon's next?"

"Hermione", Astraea stopped them. "Stay here with Ron, I'll go with Harry"

"But-" Hermione started

"I would stay but what if something dangerous happened to Harry?" Astraea interrupted her. She dug in her pockets and took out a mirror.

"I wouldn't give this to anyone, but you need it", she told Hermione. "Look at it and call out of the twins, they would answer, tell them to come here and rescue you both"

She handed the mirror to Hermione then added, "Send an owl to Dumbeldore. Tell him everything"

Hermione nodded and went off to Ron.

"I would have told you to stay as well", she told Harry. "But we both know you won't listen"

Harry nodded then asked again, "What do you reckon's next?"

"We've had Sprout's, that was the Devil's Snare; Flitwick must've put charms on the keys; Hooch with the brooms and flying; McGonagall transfigured the chessmen to make them alive; that leaves Quirrell's spell, and Snape's."

They had reached another door.

"All right?" Harry whispered. "Go on."

Harry pushed it open.

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