𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙨 (𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗈𝗒 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋)

chapter three

His broom began jerking around randomly, making him nearly fall twice. I tried getting close to help him, but I didn't think I could do that safely, thanks to the randomness of the movements.

The Snitch zoomed right in front of my face, and with my quick reflexes, I caught it. Harry's broom stopped jerking soon after, and we flew down to Madam Hooch, who ended the game when I showed her the Snitch. The Slytherin team won.

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It was now May, but strange things were happening in Hogwarts. Harry thought he knew what was causing it, so, he woke me up late at night and dragged me into one of the hallways. Soon, I was nearly dead because of a three-headed named Fluffy.

That dog was sleeping peacefully when we entered. The four of us, which was me, Harry, Hermione, and Ron, worked together to move the paw from over the trap door. We started to go through the door, but suddenly, the music stopped, and Fluffy was awake and ready to kill us.

The ladder stopped, and we fell into a pit of thick vines. They quickly started twisting around us, wrapping around our bodies like a rope.

"What is this?" I shouted at Hermione.

"Uhm . . . oh! It's Devil's Snare! Relax, and it'll let you go," she yelled. She and I both relaxed, breathing deeply to calm our suddenly spiked nerves.

"Harry and Ron, calm down!"

Harry relaxed and fell down next to you.

"Ron, you need to relax!"

Ron ignored us, continuing to writhe and shriek in a poor attempt to escape the vines.

"Devil's Snare, it's dangerous fun, but it hates the sun!" Hermione said, looking at you.

"Lumos Maxima!" I shouted, pointing my wand at the vines. A bright light shot from it and hit the plants, making them fall apart immediately. Ron fell into the chamber we now stood in.

"Hermione! That was awesome!" I said excitedly.

"It was all on you, Y/n!" Hermione replied.

We smiled, walking into the next room. I opened the door first and looked up, surprised to see a bunch of keys flying around. Harry grabbed a broom from against the wall and handed it to me. I mounted the broom and flew up, looking around for a key that might work. Some of them flew away from me, going at different speeds.

"This is a really big keyhole," Ron shouted up at me. "Find a big key!"

I looked around for any key that seemed big, and found a bright blue one with a damaged wing. I raced after it and grabbed it quickly before descending. Other keys began pelting after us, and we slammed the door right as the hit it.

"What is this?" I said, looking around at the dark room we were now in. A giant checked pattern fit the floors, and huge, lifesize statues were placed on the board.

"I think it's a large version of Wizards' Chess!" Ron said with wide eyes. "Okay, Hermione, go to that spot, Harry, over there, and Y/n, go over there please."

I walked to my spot and watched as Ron began to play the chess match, commanding the pieces with his voice. He played with immense skill; this obviously wasn't his first time playing.

Ron moved the knight, his piece, forward, and suddenly, a sword stabbed through his statue, throwing him to the floor. Hermione dashed over to him while the statues cleared the board.

"Is Ron okay?" I asked loudly.

"I don't know," Hermione answered. "Go! I'm going to stay with Ron."

I turned to Harry, and he nodded. We entered the next room. The first difference was the light, it was extremely bright in the room. Orange light lit up the walls, and a shiny mirror stood behind Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Professor Quirrell turned around, facing me and Harry. He grabbed the turban around his head and began unwrapping it, showing a hideous face on the back of his head.

"I am Lord Voldemort," he said. "I will end you two, your pathetic twins, after I steal the Philosopher's Stone and arise again."

Professor Quirrell ran towards me and Harry, and I noticed Harry touched his pocket. I put my hands in front of me to protect myself from the oncoming attack from the professor, but as soon as my hands touched him, he started screaming in agony.

I opened my eyes, shocked to see him writhing in pain. Pieces of his face and body were falling off, as if he were a wilted flower petal that had just been crushed.

Soon, he had completely dissolved, leaving a pile of robes.

I looked at Harry and saw him passed out on the floor. Then, I saw two of him, and two mirrors, and then they were spinning. I rocked back and forth, then suddenly, I was on the ground, too.