Revenge

The body of Professor Trelawney lay on the floor in Dustrese's office. All eyes stared at the body in shame and amazement. Professor McGonagall ran out of the office in tears. Dustrese quietly exited the room after McGonagall. The teachers were left alone in the office. They silently stared at the body of Trelawney. Each of them looked at each other. Professor Sprout looked at the teachers with teary eyes. Moody stopped looking at the teachers and looked at the body in thought.

Finally, Moody bent over. He lifted the arm and slowly drew back the sleeve. Each of the teachers looked at him, wide eyed. Moody ran out in search of Dustrese. The teachers all ran out of the room, after Moody.

The top half of the body rose off of the ground. The eyes opened slowly and looked around. A smile came across the face. She was alive.

Tycho Slater ran up the stairs. He looked around and ran into the Muggles' room. The parents of Walker were Muggles. He saw nothing. He turned and ran into Walker's sister's room. His sister was starting her seventh year at Hogwarts.

Looking around, he saw nothing. He opened the closet and found a wand pointed directly at his face. He backed up in fear and ran out of the room.

The eyes of the boy in the closet were lifeless. The wand tip glowed bright yellow. The boy turned his head. Suddenly his eyes snapped closed. When his eyes opened, they were back to normal.

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Harry looked at the man in horror.

"What happened to you? How did you come back?"

"Fine don't let me introduce myself. I just want to see that horror in your eyes again. I am Professor Quirrell. If you don't remember, I was your first year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Harry's eyes shifted to madness. He couldn't believe that the first person that he actually killed was back.

"How could you have come back? I killed you. Didn't I?"

"Ah...yes. That night in the third floor corridor was just terrible. Of course, not for you. When you killed me, I crumbled into many pieces of stone. Don't you remember? You touched my skin and it turned to stone. I lost my hand. And I lost my face!"

Quirrell held up his hand. Unfortunately, all that there appeared to be was a wrist with nothing attached. Quirrell's eyes penetrated Harry's mind. His scar started to feel like someone was crushing his head on the side of Hogwarts. He fell to the ground. Harry had passed out.

Ginny's eyes started filling with tears. She stared at Harry with fear and started o cry. She heard someone walking through the door. The person was silent. They held up their wand and stuck it in the back of Quirrell's neck.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Suddenly, blood shot out of Quirrell's throat and splattered on the floor. His stone body collapsed and the person picked up Harry's body and went out the door. Ron turned and followed.

Arthur Weasley went up to Harry's bed and placed him in it. Ron went into his own bed also. Arthur turned before anyone could see him. He went into his own bed next to Molly, silently. As he was lying in bed, he thought for sure he saw a light in the tree. He ignored it and went to sleep.

The man in the tree stared at Arthur Weasley, lying in bed.

"Damnit! We need to send someone else in. This time we will go for Arthur Weasley," he said into his walkie-talkie.

"Okay, we need to kill him to get to Harry Potter."