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Help me, Master!"
it
it .
And to Harry's horror, a voice answered, and the voice seemed to come from Quirrell himself "Use the boy... Use the boy..." Quirrell rounded on Harry.
.
. He
"Yes -- Potter -- come here."
He
He had
He clapped his hands once, and the ropes binding Harry fell off.
had
had a
Harry got slowly to his feet.
a
a funny
"Come here," Quirrell repeated.
funny
funny feeling
"Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
feeling
feeling he
Harry walked toward him.
he
he 'd
I must lie, he thought desperately.
'd
'd had
I must look and lie about what I see, that's all.
had
had the
Quirrell moved close behind him.
the
the same
Harry breathed in the funny smell that seemed to come from Quirrell's turban.
same
same dream
He closed his eyes, stepped in front of the mirror, and opened them again.
dream
dream before
He saw his reflection, pale and scared-looking at first.
before
before .
But a moment later, the reflection smiled at him.
.
. His
It put its hand into its pocket and pulled out a blood-red stone.
His
His aunt
It winked and put the Stone back in its pocket -- and as it did so, Harry felt something heavy drop into his real pocket.
aunt
aunt was
Somehow -- incredibly -- he'd gotten the Stone.
was
was back
"Well?"
back
back outside
said Quirrell impatiently.
outside
outside the
"What do you see?"
the
the door
Harry screwed up his courage.
door
door .
"I see myself shaking hands with Dumbledore," he invented.
.
. ``
"I -- I've won the house cup for Gryffindor."
``
`` Are
Quirrell cursed again.
Are
Are you
"Get out of the way," he said.
you
you up
As Harry moved aside, he felt the Sorcerer's Stone against his leg.
up
up yet
Dare he make a break for it?
yet
yet ?
But he hadn't walked five paces before a high voice spoke, though Quirrell wasn't moving his lips.
?
? ''
"He lies...
''
'' she
He lies..." "Potter, come back here!"
she
she demanded
Quirrell shouted.
demanded
demanded .
"Tell me the truth!
.
. ``
What did you just see?"
``
`` Nearly
The high voice spoke again.
Nearly
Nearly ,
"Let me speak to him... face-to-face..." "Master, you are not strong enough!"
,
, ''
"I have strength enough... for this...." Harry felt as if Devil's Snare was rooting him to the spot.
''
'' said
He couldn't move a muscle.
said
said Harry
Petrified, he watched as Quirrell reached up and began to unwrap his turban.
Harry
Harry .
What was going on?
.
. ``
The turban fell away.
``
`` Well
Quirrell's head looked strangely small without it.
Well
Well ,
Then he turned slowly on the spot.
,
, get
Harry would have screamed, but he couldn't make a sound.
get
get a
Where there should have been a back to Quirrell's head, there was a face, the most terrible face Harry had ever seen.
a
a move
It was chalk white with glaring red eyes and slits for nostrils, like a snake.
move
move on
"Harry Potter..." it whispered.
on
on ,
Harry tried to take a step backward but his legs wouldn't move.
,
, I
"See what I have become?"
I
I want
the face said.
want
want you
"Mere shadow and vapor ...
you
you to
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 past weeks... 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?"
to
to look
So he knew.
look
look after
The feeling suddenly surged back into Harry's legs.
after
after the
He stumbled backward.
the
the bacon
"Don't be a fool," snarled the face.
bacon
bacon .
"Better save your own life and join me... or you'll meet the same end as your parents....
.
. And
They died begging me for mercy..." "LIAR!"
And
And do
Harry shouted suddenly.
do
do n't
Quirrell was walking backward at him, so that Voldemort could still see him.
n't
n't you
The evil face was now smiling.
you
you dare
"How touching..." it hissed.
dare
dare let
"I always value bravery...
let
let it
Yes, boy, your parents were brave....
it
it burn
I killed your father first; and he put up a courageous fight... but your mother needn't have died... she was trying to protect you.... Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have died in vain."
burn
burn ,
"NEVER!"
,
, I
Harry sprang toward the flame door, but Voldemort screamed "SEIZE HIM!"
I
I want
and the next second, Harry felt Quirrell's hand close on his wrist.
want
want everything
At once, a needle-sharp pain seared across Harry's scar; his head felt as though it was about to split in two; he yelled, struggling with all his might, and to his surprise, Quirrell let go of him.
everything
everything perfect
The pain in his head lessened -- he looked around wildly to see where Quirrell had gone, and saw him hunched in pain, looking at his fingers -- they were blistering before his eyes.
perfect
perfect on
"Seize him!
on
on Duddy
SEIZE HIM!"
Duddy
Duddy 's
shrieked Voldemort again, and Quirrell lunged, knocking Harry clean off his feet' landing on top of him, both hands around Harry's neck -- Harry's scar was almost blinding him with pain, yet he could see Quirrell howling in agony.
's
's birthday
"Master, I cannot hold him -- my hands -- my hands!"
birthday
birthday .
And Quirrell, though pinning Harry to the ground with his knees, let go of his neck and stared, bewildered, at his own palms -- Harry could see they looked burned, raw, red, and shiny.
.
. ''
"Then kill him, fool, and be done!"
''
'' Harry
screeched Voldemort.
Harry
Harry groaned
Quirrell raised his hand to perform a deadly curse, but Harry, by instinct, reached up and grabbed Quirrell's face -- "AAAARGH!"
groaned
groaned .
Quirrell rolled off him, his face blistering, too, and then Harry knew: Quirrell couldn't touch his bare skin, not without suffering terrible pain -- his only chance was to keep hold of Quirrell, keep him in enough pain to stop him from doing a curse.
.
. ``
Harry jumped to his feet, caught Quirrell by the arm, and hung on as tight as he could.
``
`` What
Quirrell screamed and tried to throw Harry off -- the pain in Harry's head was building -- he couldn't see -- he could only hear Quirrell's terrible shrieks and Voldemort's yells of, "KILL HIM!
What
What did
KILL HIM!"
did
did you
and other voices, maybe in Harry's own head, crying, "Harry!
you
you say
Harry!"
say
say ?
He felt Quirrell's arm wrenched from his grasp, knew all was lost, and fell into blackness, down ... down... down... Something gold was glinting just above him.
?
? ''
The Snitch!
''
'' his
He tried to catch it, but his arms were too heavy.
his
his aunt
He blinked.
aunt
aunt snapped
It wasn't the Snitch at all.
snapped
snapped through
It was a pair of glasses.
through
through the
How strange.
the
the door
He blinked again.
door
door .
The smiling face of Albus Dumbledore swam into view above him.
.
. ``
"Good afternoon, Harry," said Dumbledore.
``
`` Nothing
Harry stared at him.
Nothing
Nothing ,
Then he remembered: "Sir!
,
, nothing
The Stone!
nothing
nothing ...
It was Quirrell!
...
... ''
He's got the Stone!
''
'' Dudley
Sir, quick --" "Calm yourself, dear boy, you are a little behind the times," said Dumbledore.
Dudley
Dudley 's