He gasps as he lands on some mushy black ropelike vines.
Ron:Whoa. Lucky this plant-thing is here, really.
Harry: Whoa!
The plant begins to move towards them.
Harry: Oh. Ahh!
The plant ties them up.
Y/n: Look out below
Y/n drops down and The impact causes all the plant to be blast away
Ron: Whew, Thanks for that
They start walking till there was a sound.
Hermione: What is that?
Harry: I don't know. Sounds like wings.
They enter into a room filled with golden "birds."
Hermione: Curious. I've never seen birds like these.
Y/n: They're not birds, they're keys.
Harry Yeah, And I'll bet one of them fits that door
Hermione: What's this all about?
Harry: I don't know. Strange.
Ron creeps over to the door and takes out his wand
Ron: Alohomora!
Nothing happens
Ron: Well, it was worth a try.
Hermione: Ugh! What're we going to do? There must be 1000 keys up there!
Y/n: Once again, I got this
Y/n goes to the door, grabs the lock, crushes it, and breaks it off, he then opens the door
They enter a dark room, with broken pieces all around it.
Hermione: I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
Harry: Where are we? A graveyard?
Ron: This is no graveyard. It's a chessboard.
Walks out onto the marble board and flames light, illuminating the board and GIANT players. Harry and Hermione come up with him.
Harry: There's the door.
They walk across the board, towards the door. Suddenly, as they reach a line of pawns, the pawns bring up their swords. The four back up
Hermione: Now what do we do?
Ron: It's obvious, isn't it? We've got to play our way across the room. All right. Harry, you take the Bishop's square. Hermione, you'll be the Queen and Y/n you be King. As for me, I'll be a knight
Hermione: What happens now?
Ron: [aboard a horse.] Well, white moves first, and then...we play.
A pawn on the other side moves forward. Ron studies the game.
Hermione: Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like...real wizard's chess, do you?
Ron: You there! D-5!
A black pawn moves forward, diagonal to the white pawn. The white pawn raises its swords and smashes the black one. All jump except for Y/n.
Ron: Yes, Hermione, I think this is going to be exactly like wizard's chess!
The game continues. Pieces smash each other, boom! Boom!
Y/n: Wait a minute! Weasley don't you dare
Ron: You understand right, Y/n. Once I make my move, the Queen will take me...then you'll be free to check the King.
Hermione: What is it?
Y/n: That idiot is going to sacrifice himself!
Harry: Ron, No
Hermione: No, Ron, you can't! There must be another way!
Ron: Do you want to stop Quirrell or not? Y/n and Harry, it's you guys that have to go on. I know it. Not me, not Hermione, you two. Knight...to H-3.
Ron's horse moves forward, slides and stops.
Ron: Check.
The Queen turns and advances. Ron breathes faster, clutching the steel reins. The Queen stops. SMASH! Ron goes flying off the horse and lands on the floor, unconscious.
Ron: Ahhhh!
Harry: RON!
Hermione starts walking to him.
Y/n: Don't move! Dont forget, we're still playing.
Hermione moves back. Harry walks the diagonal in front of the King.
Harry:Checkmate.
The Kings sword falls onto the ground victory. Harry breathes out and then the three run to Ron. They bend beside him.
Harry: Take care of Ron. Then, go to the owlery. Send a message to Dumbledore. Ron's right...We have to go on
Hermione: You'll be okay, Guys. You're both great wizards, you really are.
Y/n: Not as good as you Princess
Hermione then hugs Y/n
Hermione: Your the most amazing person I know Y/n, now be careful both of you
Harry nods and stands, walking away. and y/n and hermione finally let go each other and lean in
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And kiss once more
Y/n: Hermione
Hermione: Yea
Y/n: I... Love you
Hermione looks she is about to cry tears of joy and smiles
Hermione: I love you too Y/n
Y/n and Hermione kiss agian and finally part ways as y/n catches up to Harry
Y/n: You ready for this lil Brother
Harry: Ready as I'll ever be big Brother
Y/n: Alright then let's face the music
Harry walks down the stairs slowly. Halfway down, he winces, feeling his scar burning, and sees Professor Quirrell standing before the Mirror of Erised
