Okay.Tonight is the night.
The night when we are going to go through the trapdoor.So exciting....
If I don't make it out alive...ergh..
Well I don't know.I guess I'll just be dead.
OH WELL.
I transform myself to look like the Head Girl of my house and go to the third corridor,where our meeting spot was,and shapeshift myself back.
Who knew that I'd actually inherit mum's metamorphmagus genes?
Also.
Who knew that your hair colour randomly changing its colour means I'm a metamorphmagus?
Clearly I had no idea.Good thing I received that book on Christmas from that mysterious person.I suspect Dumbledore.Or McGonagall.Definitely one of them.
Anyways.Just as I was waiting and my mind was totally not on this planet,I get pulled by 2 hands,under a...oh.Harry's invisibility cloak.Okay that was smart.
We greet each other in shushed voices and go in the forbidden door,which held a...playing magical harp and a sleeping Fluffy.Sweet.
Moving its paw,we proceeded in opening the trapdoor and one by one,we dropped through this...ergh...tunnel...right into this amazing plant called "The Devil's Snare".
But urgh...funny thing...this Devil's Snare is such a sweet and inoffensive plant that its tentacles were only hugging us to DEATH.SUFFOCATION!
Hormone:Shut up!I'm trying to remember how to kill it!
Harry:Well hurry up!I can't breathe!
Hormone:Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare .. . what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp-
Harry:So light a fire!
Hermione:Well yes of course...but..there's no wood!
Ron:*furiously*HAVE YOU GONE MAD?!ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?!
Hermione:Right...
me:Incendio!
With this,all of us were dropped to the ground,being able to finally breathe properly.
Harry:Lucky you pay attention in Herbology,Hermione.
Ron:Yeah...and lucky Harry doesn't lose his head in a crisis — there's no wood...!Honestly!
Harry:This way-
We all went in the certain direction,through dark,scary rooms,fearing what our next challenge would be,until a flapping noise could be heard in the distance.
Ron:Can you hear that?Do you think it's a ghost?
me:Most likely a winged creature.
Harry:There's light ahead.I can see something moving.
In this said room,there was light and a LOT of flying things...they are...keys?Or great.Keys with wings.AND lemme guess.We will need a SPECIFIC key to open the door for the next challenge.
We tried the Alohomora charm on the door,but with no success.
Then,we decided that,with the broom from the room,Harry has to get a silver key.We spotted it,and I tried the Accio charm.Well...it was worth a shot...
It took a while for him to get the key,because of all the other keys around,being nuisances,but then,he caught it,came to us,unlocked the door,and the poor key went flying again,at a slower pace.Poor key...
in the next room...We had to play real-life sized WIZARD chess.As in,that totally destructive chess.
We were the Black team so...white starts first.
Ron went to the Knight,Harry took the place of the bishop,Hermione the tower and I the queen.Sweet jegus,why me...
Ron started telling us what to do,and in the end...he had to sacrifice himself,despite all our protests.At least he'll live...hopefully...
As the White King threw his crown at our feet,the White Team parted,so we could pass,having to leave Ron behind,all unconscious,to take care of himself.No harm will come in his way,at least.
Harry:What do you reckon is next?
Hermione:We've had Sprout's, that was the Devil's Snare; Flitwick must've put charms on the keys; McGonagall transfigured the chessmen to make them alive; that leaves Quirrell's spell, and Snape's...
me:Quirrell's will be a piece of cake.And as for Snape's...it will be a mind challenge.Totally.I'm 100% sure of this.And even more,I think..*looking at Hermione*It will be the easiest one for us.
She nodded at me with a knowing smile,then we continued ahead.A terrible stench filled our nose,and our stinging tears started to fill our eyes as we tried to run away from that room as fast as possible,going past the HUGE dead troll.
Lucky enough,in the next room,there was a table with 7 different potions.Now I get it...
We were trapped there between purple and black flames.Oh well.
The riddle said : Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,Two of us will help you, whichever you would find,One among us seven willlet you move ahead,Another will transport the drinker back instead,Two among our number hold only nettle wine,Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in line.Choose, unless you wish tostay here forevermore,To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:First, however slyly the poison tries to hideYou will always find some on nettle wine's left side;Second, different are thosewho stand at either end,But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;Fourth, the second left and the second on the rightAre twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

me:I get it.It's not difficult.Quite easy actually
Harry:What?!Really?!How so?!Won't we be stuck here forever?
Hermione:Of course not,silly.On this paper EVERYTHING we need to know is written.Now...
me:Well...this small potion will give you through the purple fire....back from where we came...and...
Hermione:The big one will get you through the black fire.To the Stone.
Harry:But there's only enough for 2 of us...
me:Well...Hermione...you should go back...and take care of the rest.
Harry:Get back and get Ron.Grab brooms from the flying-key room, they'll get you out of the trapdoor and past Fluffy — go straight to the owlery and send Hedwig to Dumbledore, we need him. I might be able to hold Snape off for a while and Raven to stop him the rest of the time, but we no match for him, really
Hermione:But Raven...What if You-Know-WHo is with him?
me:We were lucky once.Maybe...just maybe..?Who knows?
Her lip started to tremble and she jumped on us,hugging us tightly,as if we wouldn't see each other again...which is....possibly accurate.
She started to praise us,how he's a great wizard and I a sly witch,and so on.She was sweet and encouraging...so...thank you,Hermione.Thank you.
She took the icy cold potion,and shuddering,she left,as we continued anxiously on our "journey".
We held each other's hands,trying to comfort each other,as our breathes were ragged and we were too scared to speak,thinking instead of all the murderous possibilities that could have awaited us.
But...on the other side of the last door...It wasn't Snape,as they though,but nor Voldemort...In fact,to Harry's surprise and well...my expectations...it was that idiot Quirrell.
How did I know?
Well,Snape would have been an obvious idea.But since Dumbledore trusts him,I doubt it was him.Also,if it wasn't him,then,by THAT night,the one being threatened by him was,in fact,Quirrell.So,that was the next obvious choice.
Guess my logic got me somewhere.
Harry:*gasps*You?!
Quirrell:me.
Harry:But I thought...Snape..!
His voice...he isn't stuttering anymore.Cold,sharp,harsh voice.No,not like Snape's.He still has a velvety voice.The dark voice you'd like to hear.HIS voice instead is...scary,threatening...unwelcoming and taunting.
Quirrell:Severus?Yes, Severus does seem the type,doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an over-grown bat. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell?
Harry:But Snape tried to kill us!
Quirrell:No, no, no.I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger acci-dentally knocked me over as she rushed to set fire to Snape at that Quidditch match. She broke my eye contact with you. Another few seconds and I'd have got you off that broom. I'd have managed it before then if Snape hadn't been muttering a countercurse, trying to save you.
Harry:*mumbling*Raven was right...
me:So what are you trying to do now?Get author's rights for trying to kill us or what?We get it,you're working with Voldemort,I knew it all along.
Quirrell:*smirking*How,may I ask?
me:When Snape threatened you,just as Filch came with a broken lamp from the Restricted Section.That was us there.WE were right next to you,just,invisible.I trust Snape.He's the Head of my house.And if he was suspecting you,then I'd naturally suspect you too.
Quirrell:Smart,Black.Very smart.You should learn,Potter.
Harry:Snape tried to save us?
Quirrell:Of course.Why do you think he wanted to referee your next match? He was trying to make sure I didn't do it again. Funny, really . . . he needn't have bothered. I couldn't do anything with Dumbledore watching. All the other teachers thought Snape was trying to stop Gryffindor from winning, he did make himself unpopular. . . and what a waste of time, when afterall that, I'm going to kill you tonight.

As he said that,Quirrell snapped his fingers. Ropes sprang out of thin air and wrapped themselves tightly around Harry and I.Quirrell:You're too nosy to live, Potter,Black. Scurrying around the school on Halloween like that, for all I knew you'd seen me coming to look at what was guarding the Stone.Harry:You let the troll in?
me:Could it be more obvious than that...Quirrell:Certainly. I have a special gift with trolls — you must have seen what I did to the one in the chamber back there? Unfortunately,while everyone else was running around looking for it, Snape,who already suspected me, went straight to the third floor to head me off — and not only did my troll fail to beat you to death, that three-headed dog didn't even manage to bite Snape's leg off properly.Now, wait quietly, Potter. I need to examine this interesting mirror.There,behind Quirrell,the great Mirror of Erised stood proudly.What are your secrets?What DID Dumbledore do to you?Quirrell"This mirror is the key to finding the Stone,Trust Dumbledore to come up with something like this . ..but he's in London . . . I'll be far away by the time he gets back. . . .Diversion....I need to create diversions and get out of the ropes' grasps,so I can do SOMETHING.Harry:I saw you and Snape in the forest Quirrell:Yes.He was on to me by that time, trying to find out how far I'd got. He suspected me all along. Tried to frighten me — as though he could, when I had Lord Voldemort on my side. . . .He had a look of lust and hunger on his face,while looking at the mirror.Seriously,that is the most perverse and weird and creepy thing I've ever seen.Quirrell:I see the Stone . . . I'm presenting it to my master . . . but where is it?
Harry:But Snape always seemed to hate me so much.
Quirrell:Oh, he does,heavens, yes. He was at Hogwarts with your father, didn't you know?Both yours and Black's. They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead
But I heard you a few days ago, sobbing — I thought Snape was threatening you.Quirrell:*scared*Sometimes,I find it hard to follow my master's instructions — he is a great wizard and I am weak me:You mean he was there in the classroom with you?What kind of form did he take?He obviously doesn't have a proper body,does he?
Quirrell:He is with me wherever I go,I met him when I traveled around the world. A foolish young man I was then, full of ridiculous ideas about good and evil. Lord Voldemort showed me how wrong I was. There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it. . . Since then, I have served him faithfully, although I have let him down many times. He has had to be very hard on me.*shivers* He does not forgive mistakes easily. When I failed to steal the Stone from Gringotts,he was most displeased. He punished me . . . decided he would have to keep a closer watch on me. . . .
me:How close...?
Quirrell:I don't understand?!Is the Stone...INSIDE the mirror?Do I have to break it?!How does this mirror work?!Help me,Master!
To both our horror,a creepy voice,coming from Quirrell's direction,spoke.
voice:Use the girl...or the boy...
I look at Harry and mutter a single word."Lie".And just as that,Quirrell took Harry and pushed him in front of the mirror.
That's it...he did it...the stone is in his pocket...Now lie shamelessly.
Quirrell:Well?!What DO you see?!
Harry:I see myself shaking hands with DUmbledore...I...I've won the House Cup for the Gryffindor!
Quirrell cursed and shoved Harry away,but just as that,the voice spoke "He lies".Well...busted.Quirrell:Potter!Come back here and tell me the truth!What DID you see in the mirror?!
Voice:Let me speak to him.Face to face.
Oh hell no.
Quirrell:Master,you are not strong enough for this!
Voice:I am strong enough .....for this...
What?We'll see Voldemort's face now?But where?
Quirrell proceeded to strip himself of his purple turban and his back faced us...but his face too.Or better said Voldemort's face.White as chalk,glaring red eyes,and slits for nostrils.So nice...
Voldemort:Harry Potter...Raven Black....See what I've become?Mere shadow and vapor . . . I have form only when I can share another's body . . . but there have always been those willing to let me into their hearts and minds. . . . Unicorn blood has strengthened me, these pastweeks . . . you saw faithful Quirrell drinking it for me in the forest . . . and once I have the Elixir of Life, I will be able to create a body of my own.Now . . . why don't you give me that Stone in your pocket?
What can I do....what can I do...
Voldemort:Better save your own life and join me . . . or you'll meet the same end as your parents. . . . Both your parents and hers died begging me for mercy..
Harry:LIAR!
me:Don't lose your cool,Harry!He's just making you be angry!
Voldemort:Smart.Sweet little Slytherin,just like I was.And yet,a pureblood like you,stays with mudbloods,half-breeds and blood traitors.You are a disgrace.But it is not your fault,for being raised among filthy muggles.Sly,cunning,swift and quick-witted.Just like a true Slytherin.But I can forgive all your past behaviour,and your parents' as well,and welcome you as one of my own.You have such true potential.I can sense the murderous urge.You'd kill,even for fun if you were angry at someone.You'd do anything to achieve your goals.Ambition.All those great traits,I would love to have them.So join me.Now,or die.
me:*chuckles*Nice joke,man.Now,tell us.Tell us how you killed Harry's parents.Tell him,for he is not aware of it.Tell him,how you blasted his bedroom's door open,and told his mum and my mum to step aside.Tell him how,the moment you said the curse,instead of hitting us,our mothers went in its way,dying.TELL HIM,YOU MONSTER!TELL HIM OF YOUR ATROCIOUS MURDERS!
Harry:What...?How...?
Voldemort:*chuckles*True...How touching . . ."I always value bravery. . . . Yes,boy, your parents were brave. . . I killed your father first, and he put up a courageous fight . . . but your mothers needn't have died . . . they tried trying to protect you. . . . Now give me the Stone, unless you want them to have died in vain.
Harry:NEVER!
Voldemort:SEIZE THEM!
Just as he said that,Quirrell took ahold of both our wrists,and our scars started to cause a hellish pain on us,making us almost fall to our knees,but also,Quirrell let go of us,and stayed hunched,staring at his blistering hand.What is going on...?
Somehow,Quirrell managed to get his strength back,despite his burning hand,and pinned Harry to the ground.Both his hands were burning so bad,they melted off.He was pinning Harry with his knees,and Voldemort ordered him to kill Harry.Not on my watch.
Just as he was about to shout the killing curse,I sprung on my feet,and jumped on Quirrell's back,burning his neck and shoulders,as Harry kept burning his face,by touching it.
Voldemort was yelling around,ordering Quirrell to kill us,Quirrell was shouting in pain,for having is face blistering,Harry fell on the ground from his splitting headache and I feel like someone's cutting my neck.Sweet.
I started shouting random spells like Rictusempra,incendio and Bombarda,somehow,I managed to turn both Quirrell and Voldemort to ash.Or well...speed up the process by a little.
Seeing no more threat,I fell on my knees,in front of Harry,breathed in relief that we are both safe,took the Stone from his pocket and put it in mine,making sure it won't disappear again,and slung the arm of an unconscious Harry over my shoulder,dragging both of us back from where we came.Hopefully,Hermione would have sent the letter by now,and Dumbledore would be back already.
Midway,I meet up with a rushing Dumbledore and Snape.With a weak smile,I wave to them,in a tired-happy way.Honestly,I was exhausted,but yet,the thrill and responsibility was keeping me going.
Dumbledore:Miss Black?What is going on?
me:He's dead.We killed him.And...ergh...*giving him the Stone*This little troublemaker is safe and sound.Thanks to Harry.
Dumbledore:Please do enlighten us,how did you kill him?
me:Well....I'm...not quite sure....you see...after Harry got the Stone,and Quirrell touched him,his hand started blistering.And well...that's how it kept going.We kinda...blistered him away.And after Harry passed out,I kept saying random curse to finish him off faster...I didn't want anything to happen to Harry so...I had to...I really did...!
Dumbledore:*putting a hand on my shoulder* I am aware of it and I am proud of you.All 4 of you.You did the right thing protecting what had to be protected,and also,not letting Voldemort become reanimated again.So what is troubling you?
me:...He told me to join him...he said I have all the abilities required to join him...including being a pureblood.And he said...that he'd want me...because I'd kill to achieve my objective...which I did...
Snape:He merely enumerated the traits of a Slytherin.And while most of the students don't tick all the requirements,you are one of those who do.The traits Salazar Slytherin would cherish to have in his House.The reason Voldemort recruits mostly Slytherins is because we are the most capable.Don't let him get in your head.
me:I ...suppose you are right.After all,the great Merlin was,himself,a Slytherin,yet he was anything but evil.
Dumbledore:Precisely.Now,all being said,why don't you tell us all the story regarding this adventure,while we head back to the infirmary?
me:Well...it includes us breaking about...50 rules so...as long as it doesn't mean points being taken off or us getting expelled....*smiles*I..guess it's a nice tale to tell?Though...I quite suspect that you,Headmaster,are quite aware of everything that has been happening all along.So...some liiiittle details,being forgotten wouldn't make much of a difference,would they?
The the mischievous sparkle in Dumbledore's eyes,and his joyous chuckle,along with Snape's proud smirk made me grin widely and start telling them the whole story.From the very beginning.

After getting a check up from Madam Pomfrey,I had to spend the night in the infirmary,to make sure I'm better.She treated my wounds and gave me a potion to wear the mental stress off and the physical exhaustion too,and also,a potion to fall asleep,so I can relax.
The next day,I felt fresh as a daisy,and I could go back to eat,with my friends.I suppose it was quite a shock for everyone to see me again with such a huge grin on my face.
The moment I opened the door,people started to look at me,and...I wasn't even feeling anxious,self-aware,or scared!I was...happy.
And the happiness was transformed in bliss,when Hermione,Jessie and Emma all went to hug the living daylights out of me,with watery eyes,saying how much they've missed me,and how I have to tell them everything.We went to the Gryffindor table,and there,the Weasley twins,Lee Jordan,Neville,Dean and Seamus were all with their ears perked to hear of my tale.Obviously,the whole tale was spread among the castle VERY easily,and my proud smirk wouldn't get off my face.
That night,in the Slytherin common room.I stayed in front of the fireplace relaxing,when I felt someone staying behind me.
me:Hi Draco.
Draco:How did you know it was me?
me:Lucky guess.
Draco:Sure.
me:Anything you want?
Draco:Not particularly.How...are you?
me:I'm fine now.You?
Draco:Ergh....fine.But it's not me who saw Voldemort.
me:Fortunately.
Draco:Did he...talk to you?
me:Well...he wanted me to join him.
Draco:*gasped*What?!
me:You heard me.
Draco:whoa...
me:And I killed Quirrell.
Draco:So the rumours are true?
me:Yep.Voldemort was on Quirrell's head.
Draco:That's one weird sight.
me:Tell me about it.
Draco:Well...I'm glad you're alive.
me:Me too,really.
Draco:Well...good night and take care.
me:You too.

~2 days later~
Harry left the hospital and now,the Great Hall is full of Slytherin flags.Apparently,we won the House Cup!Yaay!
But of course,Dumbledore couldn't NOT give us some points.
Dumbledore:First — to Mr. Ronald Weasley for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor House fifty points.*loud cheers*Second — to Miss Hermione Granger . . . for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor House fifty points.*loud cheers*Third — to Mr. Harry Potter for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor House sixty points.*super loud cheers*There are all kinds of courage,It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom.*super loud cheers*
All Gryffindors were celebrating and applauding each other.170 points up is amazing!They won!
Dumbledore:But!I am not done.
Jessie and Emma started nudging me with smirks on their faces.Wait...me?!
Dumbledore:Lastly,but not the least,to Miss Raven Black~
I couldn't believe it.I was too dumbstruck by shock,my jaw dropped and I was covering my cheeks with my hands.
Dumbledore:~For remarkable quick-wit,vast range of spells known at her age and protecting her friends,while achieving her goal,by any means,I award 60 points!*super loud cheer*
Everyone from my the Slytherin House,including my Gryffindor friends were cheering for me loudly,as I was being hugged by everyone.We are tied for the 1st place!
Dumbledore:By all means,I suppose the decorations should be half changed,and for the first time in the History of Hogwarts,there will be 2 winning Houses this year!
Us and the Gryffindors couldn't stop cheering.That's how happy we were.Yeah,maybe it's not only 1 house,but it doesn't matter!WE WON!IN OUR FIRST YEAR!
~~~~~
We have to leave now.I and the girls promised each other we will have months-long sleep overs,so they can get me out of that hell.Same with Ron.Also,as I was approaching the door of the castle,McGonagall stopped me.
McGonagall:I have something that might make you happy.
She said that as she handed me a black leather bound photo album.On it,the words "Spotfur+Padfoot=Furever","Our little ball of fur","Marauders Adventures" and other sweet childish doodles were written in green and red.Slytherin and Gryffindor.Is this...?
I gingerly open in,and the first picture was of two grinning teenagers giving each other many sloppy kisses.
me:Mummy and daddy...
The next picture was on mummy on daddy's back,while Harry's dad and 2 other boys were goofing around.
The next,a stag,a black dog,a black wolf,a rat and a sandy haired body who was facepalming sat under the Marauders' Tree.
me:Professor...they...the Marauders...were animagi...
McGonagall:That is correct,Miss Black.
me:You are one yourself too.That cat...
McGonagall:Precisely.
me:Can you teach me how to become an animagus?
McGonagall:You need to have special permission from the Ministry,I don-
me:Screw the rules!The Marauders didn't have any permission.They did it illegally.I don't know the reason,but I can guess.Why there is ONE of them,non-animagus?With that scar on his face?They did it for a reason.And I will find that out one day.Until then,I HAVE to learn how!
McGonagall looked at me with a mischievous proud smile.
McGonagall:Very well.I will assist you in your training.But you must be aware of the consequences of being found out.
me:I will be careful.Thank you,professor.
McGonagall:Your mother would be so proud...
me:What about my daddy?He was grinning at me,when I saw him and mummy in the Mirror of Erised.
McGonagall's face flashed with pain for a second,then looked away uncomfortable.
McGonagall:I am sure he would be too.Have a nice holiday,Miss Black.
me:You as well,professor.
What WAS that about?Why is she hiding information about dad?!What IS going on?!
As a pureblood,I MUST ask the purest of purebloods that I know.
Draco Malfoy.
Why not the Weasleys?
They are good people.They'd react the same way McGonagall did.The Malfoys,on the otherhand,are Slytherins.And I am pretty sure they would know.
Oh well...
Until later I suppose...
This summer break is going to be H E L L while spending time there.
Not fair...