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The Potter twins gasped. They had never seen something so disturbing.

"Yeah, no, me neither." Caroline said.

"What the fuck is that?" Bonnie asked. She would rather be dead than have another head from some kind of psycho stuck to hers.

"Harry and Nora Potter we meet again." Voldemort crooched out.

"Voldemort." The two replied at the same time, Nora with a little bit more hate than Harry.

"Yes, you see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another. A mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket, Harry."

"He can be happy he is still alive." Elijah muttered, because when Elijah was done with him, no one would even remember how Voldemort looked like."

Their eyes widened and both decided to try and make a run for it.

"Stop them."

Quirrell snapped his fingers and fire appeared around the room, making it impossible for them to get though it.

"Don't be fools. Why suffer an horrific death when you can join me and live?"

"Never!" They both yelled.

Voldemort laughed. "Bravery. Your parents had it too." Their faces fell. "Tell me, would you like to see them again?"

Nora looked in the mirror and she saw her mother appear. She assumed Harry saw Lily and James.

"Together, we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return."

Harry took the stone out of his pocket.

"That's it, Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power and those too weak to seek it. Together, we'll do extraordinary things. Just give me the Stone!" He demanded.

Nora saw her mother disappear. "You lair!" She yelled at him.

"Kill them!"

"Kill yourself man." Kol said to Voldemort. Who would even spend their time, trying to murder two innocent kids?

With one movement, Quirrell flew over to them, grabbing them both by their throath, both struggling deeply to catch a breath. The Stone fell out of the Potter's hands.

He tried to reach for it but Quirrell's hold was too strong. It wasn't until Nora moved her hand to Quirrell's wrist, the professor let go of them, his hand burning up and turning into stone, which slowly breakes down.

"What is this magic?" Quirrell cried in pain.

"Karma." Jeremy said.

"Fool!" Voldemort called. "Get the Stone!"

Quirrell went for the twins again, but before he could do anything, Harry pushed his hands into their professor's face.

It was like Quirrell became a statue, not moving until the bursts came on his skin, leaving the clothes to drop onto the floor as the professor they once had for Defence Against The Darks Arts to dissapear.

"Never again." Nora muttered, looking down at the purple robes. "I ain't trusting anyone ever again."

"She's gonna have trust issues after this." Elena said.

"I think she already had them with the Dursley's and so." Stefan said.

Harry picked up the Philosopher's Stone. Nora walked over to him, both not realizing that some sort of ghost of Voldemort appeared behind them, until it went through them, both falling down to the ground.

Voldemort left, leaving the kids unconscious on the floor.

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The screen showed the two Potters in the Hosiptal Wing. Harry's asleep and Nora awake, biting on some of the chocolates that stood next to her hosiptal bed.

"Now I want chocolate." Jeremy said, but meanwhile the Mikaelson's at the other side of the room, just like the Potter's where just happy and relieved to see Nora and Harry doing alright.

"Finally, thought you would never wake up. I've been up for ages, Harold, and I'm bored." Nora spoke when her brother finally woke up.

Harry put on his glasses and smiled at the sweets at the end of his bed.

"Good afternoon, Harry, Nora." Dumbledore greeted, making his prescene know.

"Token from your admirers?" The headmasters asked looking down at the sweets by Nora's bed.

"It better not be." Klaus said and the other Mikaelson men (and James) agreed with him, while Lily was telling Rebekah in whispers that Klaus and the others would be saying that a whole lot more in the future.

"Admirers?" Harry and Nora asked, confused.

"What happened down in the dungeon between the two of you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret." He explained. "So, naturally, the whole school knows."

"Duh." Caroline said.

The twins shared a quiet laugh.

"I see that your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs." He opened the empty pagage of one of the Chocolate Frogs of Harry.

Nora's were still filled. The red-headed boy loved the Potter and would never do anything to make her mad at him, like eating her chocolates.

He would never hear the end of it.

"Yeah another tip for in the future: don't ever take away her chocolate." Lily said.

"She definitely got her love for chocolate from Moony." James added.

"Ron was here? Is he all right?" Harry asked.

"What about Hermione?" Nora asked.

"Fine, they're both just fine." Dumbledore reassured them.

"But what happened to the Stone?" Nora asked.

"Relax, dear girl. The Stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat and agreed it was best all around."

"But then, Flamel, he'll die, won't he?" Nora asked, she had never meant for anyone, except for Quirrell, to end up dead.

"She's so sweet." Rebekah said.

And of course, Damon had to comment on that.

"Wonder who she got that from. Probably her mother's side of the family."

"He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order." The headmaster spoke, sitting down on Harry's bed. "But yes, he will die."

"How is it I got the Stone, sir?" Harry questioned. "One minute I was staring in the mirror and the next-"

"Ah, you see, only a person who wanted to find the Stone, find it but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between us, that is saying something."

"Does that mean, with the Stone gone that is, that Voldemort can never come back?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore sighed. "I'm afraid, there are ways in which he can return. Harry, Nora, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him?"

They shook their heads.

"It was because of your mothers. Both sacrificed themselves for you. And that kind of act leaves a mark."

Harry touched the scar on his head.

"Oh, no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin."

"What is it?" Nora wanted to know.

"Love, Nora. Love."

The headmaster stood up, but before he left he glazed at the table once again. "Ah, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one. And since then, I'm afraid, I've lost my liking for them. But I think, I could be safe with a nice toffee." He spoke before putting the sweet into his mouth.

"Alas, earwax." The headmaster shrugged.

"Ugh, disgusting." Kol said.

"Indeed." Klaus said.

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Nora and Harry walked out of the hospital, chatting loudly. They stopped when they saw Hermione and Ron waiting on the stairs in front of them.

"All right there, Ron?" Harry asked, catching the attention of their best friends.

"All right, you?" He asked the twins.

"All right." The said in union. "Hermione?"

"Never better." She smiled at them.

"Ah look at how happy they are." Kol said to Elijah, who was happy to see his daughter and Harry happy.

And he was happy to see her away from danger.

He felt like he could breath again.

But little did he know, he wouldn't be this 'peaceful' long.

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The scene changed to the Great Hall, were students were chatting loudly.

"Another year, gone." Dumbledore spoke after Professor McGonagall caught their attention by ticking her knife against her glass. "And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding. And the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points."

The friends looked down.

"Third place, Hufflepuf with 352 points." They applauded.

"In second place, Ravenclaw with 426 points." They applauded again.

"And in first place with 472 point, Slytherin house." Sheers broke down from the green house table. Even Snape was clapping his hands, repeatedly and widely.

"Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin. Well done. However, recent events must be taken into account. And I have a few last-minute points to award."

Nora's head snapped back up.

"To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect while others were in grave peril, 50 points." Nora hugged Hermione tightly, smiling greatly.

"Well done, Mione."

Hermione had a big smile on her face.

"Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess that Hogwarts has seen these many years, 50 points."

"I see where this is going to." Finn said. Of course he wanted his niece to win the house cup, but you could clearly see what Dumbledore was trying to do.

"And third to Mr. Harry Potter for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house 60 points." Dumbledore spoke, everyone could already see how proud he was.

"Congrats, Harry." Nora spoke happily.

"We're tied with Slytherin." Hermione announced.

"Next, to Miss Nora Potter for standing by friend and family no matter what and the immense bravery, 60 points." Ron and Harry high-fived her, while Hermione wrapped her arms around her friend.

"And finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends. I award 10 points to Neville Longbottem."

"You did it, Nev!" Nora spoke happily, smiling at her friend, who looked around himself in great surprise.

"Assuming that my calculations are correct I believe that a change of decoration is in order. Gryffindor wins the house cup."

"Oh, I wonder who Dumbledore's favorite house is." Stefan spoke in a sarcastic kind of way, voicing everyone's thoughts.

It was clear that Dumbledore just gave them points to let Gryffindor win.

The green Slytherin house flags changed to the the red colour of Gryffindor. The Gryffindor were screaming louder than ever.

Nora had even heard Hagrid scream 'yes' very loudly.

Hermione hugged Nora again, before the Potters twins did and lastly Ron, before his older brother came over and congratulated them.

Nora even saw one of the Hufflepufs smiling widely and proudly at her. She returned the smile.

"Oh, come on." Rebekah said as she all her siblings glaring at the boy.

But they didn't stop their glaring.

The Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepufs all took off their hat and throw them flying in the air.

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The scene changed again to the four friends standing ready to leave the castle for their own houses. Harry handed Hedwig to the train-service crew, while Nora kept Belle with her.

Hargid waved goodbye at the two.

"Come on, Nora."

"One minute." The brunette responded, dragging Harry with her to the place Hagrid stood.

"Thought you were leaving without saying goodbye, did you?" Hagrid asked, the giant pulled two things out of his pocket and handed them to the Potters.

"This is for you." He said.

As Nora opened the photo album, she was met with a picture of her mom, a man and a baby, which she assumed was herself, standing in front of the Hogwarts express. She looked at Harry's to see the same, just with his parents.

"That's sweet." Rebekah said, but Elijah was admiring the photo of Jasmine with their daughter.

"Thanks Hagrid." They thanked him, before they both hugged him. Nora got half picked up from the floor as Hagrid's arms were around them.

Hagrid releases them. "Go on. On with you two. Oh, listen, Harry, Nora. If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gives you any grief you could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears to go with that tail of his."

"I'll help." Kol said.

Nora laughed at the memory of Harry's cousin with the rat tail.

"But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts, you know that."

The giant shrugged. "I do, but your cousin don't, do he?" He winked at them.

"Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?" Hermione asked, as the two joined her and Ron again.

"We're not going home." Harry started.

"Not really." Nora finished, waving to Hagrid before getting in the train. The train started to ride away from Hogwarts, leaving a black screen.

"And with that their first year is done." Lily said with a little sigh.

Elijah let out a little sigh.

That one whole life year of Nora felt like an hour to him.

An hour of worry.

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Posted: March 13, 2024

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