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Chapter 16: Draco Malfoy and the Philosopher's Stone

Draco and Harry passed through the black flames. Time to see if those traps worked, for somebody was already in the room. Harry looked stunned to see that Harry was right. It was Quirrell.

"You!" Harry shouted.

"Me." Quirrellmort said. "I wondered whether I'd be seeing you here, Potter. I am surprised, however, to see young Malfoy here."

"To be honest, so am I," said Draco. "I am so glad that I get to say this. I told you so Harry."

"But I thought Snape."

"Severus?" Quirrell laughed. Oh my god, this is the overdramatic villain who dies in the end. "Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor st-st-st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell?"

"I did. You miscalculated."

"But Snape tried to kill me!"

"No, no, no! I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger accidentally 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 would have managed it before then if Snape hadn't been muttering a counter-curse, trying to save you."

"Snape was trying to save me?"

"I told you so Harry!"

"Why do you think he wanted to referee your next match? To make sure I wouldn't do something like that again. Funny, he really needn't have bothered. I couldn't do anything with Dumbledore watching. All the other teachers thought that Snape was trying to keep Gryffindor from winning, he did make himself unpopular... and what a waste, when after all that, I'm going to kill you tonight."

Quirrell snapped his fingers, and nothing happened.

"What? Why isn't my magic working?"

"Did you really think that teachers were the only ones to provide protection to the Stone? Did you honestly think that I, with all my resources, didn't know that the Stone was here from the second it was placed in the castle? Or that I didn't take steps to ensure that should you try to steal it, it would be an even fight? Wandless magic and nonverbal magic doesn't work here."

Then, Draco cast the same spell that Quirrell tried to cast. Quirrell was all tied up.

"Huh. The wards I asked to be set have alerted me that you are being possessed by someone. Now let's see who's possessing the professor."

Draco took off the turban, and revealed, the Dark Wanker.

"Dark Wanker Moldy Shorts I presume? I'm willing to bet that you had Quirrell let the troll in as a distraction so you could make an attempt at the stone, but you were unprepared for Fluffy. However, you didn't count on two things, Snape already suspected Quirrell, and had gone to stop him, and two I killed the troll to save a Muggleborn. Now, let's see Dumbledore's final protection."

Then, Draco noticed, it was the Mirror of Erised.

"Dumbledore is clever. We needn't have gone here at all. You would have been stuck here forever Quirrellmort."

"I don't understand Draco." Harry said.

"Why don't you take a look at the Mirror of Erised. I'm willing to bet that you will." said Draco.

"But I saw Quirrell and Snape in the forest?"

"It's like I told you, Severus was interrogating Quirrell."

Then, Harry looked into the mirror. A few moments later, Harry felt his pocket.

"I knew it. Unfortunately, should you escape, you will try to take the Stone from Harry, and I can't have that."

Then, Draco pulled out a package. The package he got from the Room of Requirement. He opened it, and pulled out a dagger. He walked to Quirrell.

"Any last words?"

"Do you really think you have what it takes to take a life?"

Then, Voldemort spoke, "Draco Malfoy, think carefully. I will return. If you do this, you will be my enemy, whereas if you kill Potter, you will be rewarded."

With that Draco stabbed Quirrell through the chest.

"I have no interest in your rewards you Dark Wanker."

Then, Professor Quirrell was dead. Harry pulled the Stone out of his pocket. He stared at it, and Draco could tell, he was definitely tempted. Draco remembered something Harry'd said a while back.

"A stone that makes gold and stops you from dying, no wonder why Snape wants it, anyone would want it." That kind of power corrupts, and Harry must not corrupt.

"Now wish the Stone back into the Mirror Harry. You don't know what immortality costs." Draco said.

"But I could keep everyone alive."

"No. Everything has it's time and everything must die."

Harry seemed to consider his words, and then, Harry turned to the mirror, and the stone in Harry's pocket disappeared. Then, Draco realized that the wards in the room were taking too much power from him, he miscalculated. Suddenly, the room went black, and Draco collapsed to the ground.

The next thing Draco knew, he was laying in a hospital bed with Professor Dumbledore sitting over him.

"Hello Professor."

"Afternoon Draco."

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Three days."

"Interesting. Magical exhaustion?

"Yes. Your wards were too powerful."

"They needed to be powerful, Voldemort is a powerful wizard, and I needed to restrict his magic use. So, what happened to the Stone after Harry put it in the mirror?"

"Well, Nicolas and I have agreed that it was probably best that the Philosopher's Stone be destroyed."

"It should never have been made in the first place. Nicolas will probably suffer in the Fields of Punishment for even thinking that creating it would be a good idea, let alone actually accomplishing it."

"I agree, the Stone is not such a wonderful thing. As much life and money as you want. The two things humans would choose above all others. Trouble is, we have a knack of choosing those things exactly worst for us."

"From what I heard, even you sought to gain immortality once."

"Oh, does my childhood become common knowledge?"

"Only after you die, and it's written by Rita Skeeter, so most don't believe it. Though she has a copy of a letter that you wrote to Grindelwald in that book."

"Oh."

"Oh is right. Don't worry, I can't really judge your past. I murdered several muggles in the previous time line and served the Dark Wanker, and you inspired Grindelwald to enslave the muggles. It's not the mistakes we make in youth that matter. It's whether or not you learn from those mistakes."

"There's something you should know, Bellatrix Lestrange from my time line is being sent to this one. Quite frankly, the idea scares me. Bellatrix Lestrange with foreknowledge. She'll be arriving in this time line in about two years. Experts agree that she escapes at the end of third year. She finds Voldemort in the summer of fourth year. Voldemort returns at the end of fourth year."

"Thank you for the information."

"I can't tell you anything more specific than that."

"I don't want anything more important than that. I learned from a young age that power is my temptation. I cannot be trusted with it, so it's best to stay away."

"Which is why you are the Chief Warlock of the Wizengambot, and the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards."

"As the Supreme Mugwump, my only real responsibility is keeping the peace between nations. I have little international power, and the position Chief Warlock is purely honorary. I get to advice the Lords of the Wizengambot, while I don't actually get to make any decisions myself. I am far better off as a teacher and a Headmaster."

"You aren't a bad teacher either."

Then, a few moments later, Harry and Hermione were sitting across from them.

"Tell me, who won the Quidditch cup?"

"Ravenclaw did. First time I ever lost the Snitch. The seeker was good. She kept on blocking my broom. Caught the Snitch right from out of my fingertips. Ravenclaw gained 25 points."

"Wood must have been pissed."

"He was. I think he's still crying in the bathrooms."

Then, Draco told them an edited version of the events, as Harry was confused on several aspects. He told them that he already knew about the Stone, and how he didn't tell them because Dumbledore made him promise not to. He told them that he set a trap for the thief, who he had fully suspected of being Quirrell. He told them that Voldemort's appearance surprised him. He enjoyed telling them I told you so. Oh how he relished it.

Harry informed Draco that there were rumors ranging from strange to feasible about what happened in the third floor corridor. Draco was just pleased that nobody knew the full truth except for himself and Albus Dumbledore.

Draco, Harry, and Hermione made his way to the end of the year feast. He noticed that there seemed to be an unnatural hush as everybody stared at them. Well, defeat a Dark Lord, and gain a lot of attention, Draco guessed. He just hoped it would end before the next term. It would make being nearly invisible almost completely impossible.

The hall was already decked with Slytherin colors, as Slytherin won the House Cup. At that moment, Draco made up his mind. He was going to be very unpopular with the other students for a while, but by the end of the summer, they'd move on. Then, Dumbledore stood up.

"Another year gone!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink out teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are all a little fuller than they were... you have the whole summer to get them nice and empty before the next year starts..."

Draco could not afford to let that happen. He had to move with cunning and precision, because he did not want the Chamber of Secrets to open, for he knew even less about what Potter did in that year than he knew about this year. But he'd take care of that towards the end of the summer.

"Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty six and Slytherin has four hundred and seventy-two. Well done Slytherin, however, recent events must be taken into account. Ahem, I have a few last minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes, First to Draco Malfoy for the best played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, and for doing what is right, even though he has been raised many years to do what is wrong, I award Gryffindor house fifty points. Second to Hermione Granger, for the cool use of logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points. Third, to Harry Potter for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points. There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but just as much to stand up to your friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."

Before the explosion that would inevitably rise, Draco stood up.

"WAIT! I cannot accept House Points for what I have done. It does not sit right with me. Remember how you turned your noses at Harry just a couple weeks ago for losing one hundred and fifty house points? Not ONE of you stood by him! NOT ONE OF YOU! How can you call yourselves Gryffindors if NOT ONE OF YOU WILL STAND BY YOUR OWN FRIENDS? And it was because of the house points system. They only exist to cause bitter House Rivalries and rising Dark Lords. I will have no part of it, which is why, I will not accept a single point for Gryffindor house by account of my actions."

Everybody stood silent. After all, a student refusing House Points? That was literally unheard of.

"Very well. Then the new total is in fourth place, Hufflepuff with three hundred and fifty two points, In third Place, Ravenclaw with four hundred and twenty six, second Gryffindor with four hundred and thirty two, and Slytherin with four hundred and seventy two. Thus Slytherin wins the House Cup."

The Slytherins cheered, and the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs all glared at Draco for ensuring that Gryffindor would not win the House Cup. Draco didn't really care. He righted a wrong that he was still bitter about. And he was going home for a while with his Death Eater family, but never refuse a chance to get closer to your enemy.

Draco had almost forgotten about the exam results coming in, and as expected, Draco got all O's. He was second best in the year, with Hermione slightly above him. Oddly enough, Draco was not jealous, nor was he bitter, for he knew that Hermione earned her results, while Draco basically cheated. Harry got good marks, not straight O's mind you, but they were respectable. Neville scraped through, and so, oddly had Crabbe and Goyle, but as he knew they were going to make it, he wasn't too disappointed.

Then, they were packed, Neville's toad was found at the restrooms, notes were passed to the students warning them not to practice magic out of Hogwarts, and they found themselves in the train. After a while, they found themselves in Muggle clothing.

At the station, they found Harry's relatives, Petunia and Dudley. Draco had the urge to turn them into shrews, but he resisted it, after all, he heard that Vermin disappeared during the summer. He also ate pork chops with Severus, but that was surely just a coincidence.

"Hermione, I might need an escape from my prison," Draco said.

"I'll ask my parents to invite you over during the summer."

"Thanks. Oh, and Harry, make sure to write."

"Have a good holiday Harry," Hermione said.

"Oh I will, the Dursley's don't know I'm not allowed to use magic out of school." Harry replied. "I'm sure you'll be glad to go home Draco."

"I'm not going home, not really," Draco replied.

The End of Book 1.

A/N: Thanks or sticking along for the ride. I loved writing this, and this is the first multi-part story I'd ever done. Draco has no mercy for his enemies and he shouldn't. After all, they chose their side, and he chose his. Also, I initially had Ravenclaw with four hundred and fifty one points for winning the Quidditch House Cup. Sadly, I realized that Ravenclaw won the Quidditch cup in the original time line, so the book was an accurate portrayal of points. On a second note, I'll start Book 2 at a later date. I need to organize it, and determine what he changes and what he doesn't. After all, I hated the Chamber of Secrets, and I want Book 2 to be interesting enough to read all the way through.