(On Hold) The Wolf and The Otter (Hermione Granger X Male Reader)

Chapter 10 - The Philosopher's Stone and A Year's End

Y/N was walking down the hall pass the chamber door with Harry besides him until Harry started speaking up.

"What if he's...?"

"He'll be all right, Harry" Y/N tried to reassure him but wasn't fairing well himself, he was just as afraid for his friend as Harry was.

"What do you reckon's next?" Harry asked, looking uncertained.

"We've had Sprout's, that was the Devil's Snare; Flitwick must've put charms on the keys; McGonagall transfigured the chessmen to make them alive; that leaves Quirrell's spell, and Snape's."

They both reached another door.

"All right?" Harry whispered.

"Go on."

Harry pushed it open.

A disgusting smell filled their nostrils, making the both of them pull their robes up over their noses. Eyes watering, they saw, flat on the floor in front of them, a troll even larger than the one they had tackled on Halloween which still creeped Y/N out to this day, out cold with a bloody lump on its head.

"I'm glad we didn't have to fight that one," Y/N whispered as they stepped carefully over one of its massive legs. "Come on, I can't breathe."

Y/N pulled open the next door, both of them hardly daring to look at what came next -- but there was nothing very frightening in here, just a table with seven differently shaped bottles standing on it in a line.

"Snape's," said Harry. "What do we have to do?"

They stepped over the threshold, and immediately a fire sprang up behind them in the doorway. It wasn't an ordinary fire either; it was purple. At the same instant, black flames shot up in the doorway leading onward.

They were trapped.

"Great!" Y/N exclaimed as the flames blocked their only escape and destination.

Y/N looked around frantically and spotted something on the floor "Look!" He seized a roll of paper lying next to the bottles. Harry looked over his shoulder to read it:

Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,

Two of us will help you, which ever you would find,

One among us seven will let you move ahead,

Another will transport the drinker back instead,

Two among our number hold only nettle wine,

Three of us are killers, waiting bidden in line.

Choose, unless you wish to stay here forevermore,

To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:

First, however slyly the poison tries to hide

You will always find some on nettle wine's left side;

Second, different are those who stand at either end,

But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;

Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,

Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;

Fourth, the second left and the second on the right

Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

"Oh you gotta be joking!" Y/N grunted as he read the lines.

"What?" Harry asked, alarmed.

"This isn't magic — it's logic — a puzzle. A lot of the greatest wizards haven't got an ounce of logic, they'd be stuck in here forever."