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Chapter 15: Detention Can Kill You
Sunday, May 3rd, 1992
'Never again.' thought Harry.
Helping people is supposed to be a good thing. At least that's what they tell us. Help a friend sneak a bloody Dragon to the Astronomy Tower so it can be taken to Romania. Sure no problem. But people forget the saying no good deed goes unpunished.
A week of detention and 50 points lost. That's what helping with the Dragon cost Harry. He was just glad that he convinced Hannah and Susan that he and Hermione would be fine otherwise they'd be in trouble too. Finally today was his last day of detention, but instead of working with Mr. Filch like he had for the last six days he was going to be going into the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid, Draco and Hermione.
Apparently something was killing the Unicorns and one had been wounded and they were supposed to try and find it.
Hagrid paired Harry and Draco together and they went in two different directions looking for the Unicorn which lead to Harry's current thoughts of, 'Never again.' Because never again would he be able to help anyone as he was about to be killed by the thing that killed the Unicorns.
Harry and Draco had come across it and Draco ran off screaming. Harry started firing every spell, hex, jinx and curse that he knew. The thing moved too fast though and was about to get him when a Centaur jumped in the way and knocked the creature over revealing Professor Quirrell. Professor Quirrell got back up and yelled,
"Avada Kedavra!" sending a green light slamming into the Centaur killing him immediately.
"Kill him, Quirrell, don't use a spell."
Harry heard the voice. 'Why not use a spell?' thought Harry.
Professor Quirrell advanced on Harry with his wand drawn and as soon as he was close enough he reached out and started choking Harry. Harry was fighting to breathe and then there was a scream, but it wasn't from him.
Professor Quirrell jumped back and his hands were disintegrating.
"What is this!?" screamed Professor Quirrell.
"Fool! Finish him."
Harry didn't give him a chance and he took hold of Professor Quirrell's face thinking that if he couldn't stand the contact this was his best bet. Sure enough Professor Quirrell's face started to disintegrate which lead to all of him doing so.
'What the fuck!' yelled Harry in his head.
A dark mist started to rise from Professor Quirrell's ashes and fled. Harry could've sworn it had a face.
Hagrid, Hermione and Draco showed up. Hagrid checked on Harry then went and looked at the remains of Professor Quirrell and the Centaur before deciding that he'd better get Harry, Hermione and Draco back to the castle and was sure that Harry would need to go to the Hospital Wing as it looked like he was barely staying standing.
It seemed Hagrid was right as Harry passed out just as they made it out of the forest.
Monday, May 4th, 1992
Harry woke up and saw a blurry Susan slumped over on his bed asleep from the chair she was on. His glasses were on the stand next to the bed, but if he moved to get them he'd wake her.
"I'd wait until Madam Pomfrey comes before waking her." said Hannah from his other side.
"Why?" asked Harry.
"Because I was mad at you." said Susan.
"I didn't do anything." said Harry.
"You kept us from helping with the Dragon, which meant that we didn't get in trouble with you. Which also meant that we weren't there to help you when you got attacked." said Susan.
"So you're mad at me because you didn't get detention." said Harry before laughing.
"What did I tell you about exciting my patient, Miss Bones?" asked Madam Pomfrey.
"Uh, not to?" asked Susan.
"The two of you move aside so I can scan Mr. Potter." said Madam Pomfrey before running her wand over Harry. "Well it seems that your Magical Exhaustion has remedied itself and the bruising on your neck is gone as well. How do you feel?"
"I feel fine." said Harry.
"I suppose you are, but if you end up being anything like your father, you'd say you're fine even if you were on fire, Mr. Potter. Very well the Headmaster should be here shortly." said Madam Pomfrey.
"How is Mr. Potter, Madam Pomfrey?" asked Dumbledore when he entered the Hospital Wing.
"His injuries are healed and he's free to go as soon as you're finished." said Madam Pomfrey before returning to her office.
"Sir, why did Professor Quirrell attack me? There was something else too. A demon." said Harry.
"I'll answer all of your questions, Harry, but you should know that you weren't attacked by Professor Quirrell and have never really met the man…" said Dumbledore before Harry interrupted.
"But, sir, I saw him. It was Professor Quirrell." said Harry.
"I have no doubt that's who you saw, but the person who attacked you was Lord Voldemort. You see I've known for quite some time that Voldemort had possessed Professor Quirrell." said Dumbledore.
"If he was being possessed why didn't you do anything?" asked Susan.
"There was nothing I could do for Professor Quirrell. The moment he allowed Voldemort in his fate was sealed. Instead I focused on trying to capture what's left of Voldemort." said Dumbledore.
"The black mist I saw." said Harry.
"Do you remember the mirror, Harry?" asked Dumbledore.
"And the three of you have no doubt heard the rumors about the object being hidden in the third floor corridor not to mention my own warning your first night here. I made Voldemort think that the Sorcerer's Stone was being safeguarded here which it wasn't. I was able to modify the mirror to act as a prison of sorts that could hold Voldemort as a wraith until there was a way to dispose of him permanently. Alas, the mirror was not ready yet and we come to where you met him in the Forbidden Forest where he tried to kill you." said Dumbledore.
"How did I make him disintegrate?" asked Harry.
"That is because of your mother's sacrifice. When Voldemort came to kill you, your mother stood in the way and was killed defending you. That sacrifice left a powerful magic on you and made it to where Voldemort could not touch you and as Professor Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort that protection worked on him." said Dumbledore.
"What do you mean Voldemort came to kill me? He was after me and not my parents? Why?" asked Harry.
"Harry, I'm afraid that he was after you. Not your parents, but you. I'm also afraid that you are not ready to learn the reason why." said Dumbledore.
"I'll accept that for now, but you know you're eventually going to have to tell me, sir." said Harry.
"I know, Harry. Believe me, I know." said Dumbledore.
Saturday, June 20th, 1992
The rest of the year went by with no problems and no more attacks. Harry and Susan ended up tied for first in exams with Hermione right below them. Amelia was waiting for them at Platform 9 ¾.
"Hannah, where are your parents?" asked Harry.
"Oh I forgot to tell you. I got a letter last week that they were going out of town for a month for work so I get to stay with you and Susan for the first half of the break." said Hannah.
"Auntie must really love that she gets to spend time with the three of us." said Susan.
"I bet. Just look at the excitement on that face." said Harry causing all three of them to laugh as they got closer to Amelia.
"What's so funny?" asked Amelia.
"Nothing, Auntie." said Harry and Susan together.
Amelia looked at them and then over to Hannah, who was still laughing and wondered, 'Is it too late for me to go with the Abbott's.'
Author's Note: Just a quick short chapter to bring in the New Year. Happy New Year everyone and I hope 2021 is better for everyone as well.