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After the feast, Harry and his friends were led to the Gryffindor dormitories where he and Neville parted from Iris and Hermione. A male prefect showed them to the first-year boy's dormitory.
Harry wasn't particularly happy that he had to share the dorm with a couple of more boys. He always had his own room back at home and liked his privacy. But he decided not to act like a spoiled kid and accepted the arrangement silently.
All the first-year boys claimed their beds and immediately climbed on it. They all were tired and weary after the long train ride.
Harry would have tried to finish his newly received quest if he wasn't so damn tired.
'Tomorrow, I will do it tomorrow.' he procrastinated as his eyelids closed and sleep took him in its sweet embrace.
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Okay, it was weird. It was definitely weird. He didn't know if it was because he was a gamer or because he was somehow a genius, but every spell he had tried that day in the class, he had managed it in the first try.
Even the usually stoic McGonagall had been gaping at him when he transformed the matchstick into a shiny needle at his first attempt. Flitwick on the other hand had jumped up and down like an excited five years old kid, calling him a prodigy, saying he was even better than his mother. That was surely a huge compliment since his mother was already too brilliant.
Yep, it was weird. But it was a 'good weird'. And it wasn't like he was complaining about his prodigious skills. He was just surprised, that is all.
Though he could have gone without Hermione's competitive glare. He didn't know how she believed she could beat him and compete with him when she had taken almost an hour to achieve a shadow of what he had done in a few seconds.
Yeah, whatever, he had better things to do than compete with an 11 years old girl. Like you know, killing a professor and stealing THE Philosopher's Stone. He had his priorities straight.
Yes, definitely. He wasn't going to get distracted. Quests for life! Quests for power!
"Harry! Let's go fly out." Iris whispered in his ear as she settled down beside him on the sofa on which he was lounging, flinging her arm around his neck affectionately.
Neville and Hermione, who were discussing something while sitting across from Harry and Iris, paused and stared at them, getting curious about what Iris was mumbling in Harry's ear. Harry resisted the urge to groan. Seriously? Just when he was all fired up with determination, the first distraction had made an appearance.
'What is more important? My daily flying time with Iris or completing these quests?' Harry pondered as Iris gave him an expectant look while poking his cheeks with her forefingers. 'Definitely quests! I need to become stronger.
No, not stronger, but the strongest. And I can't have Iris disturbing me every now and then. A part of me reasoned rationally. But what about IRIS! I can't stop our flying thing with her just for some stupid quests.
The flying thing has almost become a tradition with my dear little sister. I can't break traditions. And look at her hopeful look! Look at that cute face! How can I dare to crush her hope? That's blasphemy. Fuck quests! Sister for life.'
"Fuck quests. Sister for life." Harry hissed in agreement.
"What?" Iris asked, puzzled at his sudden gibberish answer. She was so surprised that she ceased poking his cheeks with her fingers for which he was grateful. Thankfully, Neville and Hermione didn't hear him and had gone back to talking to each other.
'Oh, nothing. I was just monologuing internally.'
"Nothing. Let's go." Harry said instead, smiling sheepishly, standing up and grabbing her hand. Iris just shrugged and followed him out.
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When Harry finally slumped back on his bed that night, he decided tonight was the night for attempting the quest. But the bed seemed so comfortable that he didn't want to move. He sighed in comfort, sinking in the soft mattress.
'Do I have to begin the quest right now? I can do it tomorrow. Yes, sleeping seems more appealing than murdering.'
'NO! No more procrastination. I have to do the quest now. Right now!'
'But sleeping…'
'Ah! A compromise it is.'
'Isis, wake me at 2:00 in the morning. For now I am going to sleep.'
[Should I be worried that you are talking to yourself?.. I guess not. Also, I am not your alarm clock. But yes, I will wake you up at 2:00 a.m.]
'You are such a nice girl!' Harry grinned lazily, getting comfortable under the blanket.
[Thank you if you are praising and fuck you if you are being sarcastic.]
'Hehe. That was a compliment, Isis. Definitely a compliment.'
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Harry stood outside Professor Quirrell's private quarters, under his Invisibility cloak.
His plan was simple. Kill Quirrell/Voldemort without being seen by anyone, even Quirrell/Voldemort. It was because he didn't want to have a target on his head, at least not right now when he wasn't all powerful.
He knew that even after killing Quirrell/Voldemort tonight, he wouldn't be able to permanently off Voldemort otherwise there wouldn't have been two different quests for killing Voldemort.
That meant that even if he killed Quirrell/Voldemort tonight, Voldemort would still be alive somehow which was both creepy and scary.
How the hell did the Dark Lord manage that? Whatever! His goal right now was to just kill him without being seen and he would do just that. He didn't want the Dark Lord hunting him after all.
He checked that he was fully covered with the Invisibility Cloak before loudly knocking on the door with his palm. He pulled out the poison knife from his pocket which he earlier got as a reward in one of the quests and held it in his right hand.
A whole two minutes later, the door creaked open and Professor Quirrell peered in the dark hallways, not finding anyone.
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