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When Harry pulled back his sheets, he found his invisibility cloak folded neatly underneath them. There was a note pinned to it:
"How touching..." it hissed. "I always value bravery... Yes, boy, your parents were brave.... I killed your father first; and he put up a courageous fight... but your mother needn't have died... she was trying to protect you.... Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have died in vain."
"Sometimes," he said, "I find it hard to follow my master's instructions -- he is a great wizard and I am weak --"
"You drink that," said Harry. "No, listen, get back and get Ron. Grab brooms from the flying- key room, they'll get you out of the trapdoor and past Fluffy -- go straight to the owlery and send Hedwig to Dumbledore, we need him. I might be able to hold Snape off for a while, but I'm no match for him, really."
"He's gone?" said Harry frantically. "Now?"
"Firenze!" Bane thundered. "What are you doing? You have a human on your back! Have you no shame? Are you a common mule?"
Malfoy now turned to Hagrid.
"Abou' time," he said. "I bin waitin' fer half an hour already. All right, Harry, Hermione?"
There was suddenly a sound of more galloping from the other side of the clearing. Ronan and Bane came bursting through the trees, their flanks heaving and sweaty.
"But Snape tried to kill me!"
"Stop moving!" Hermione ordered them. "I know what this is -- it's Devil's Snare!"
It was only then that Harry realized what was standing behind Quirrell. It was the Mirror of Erised.
It was one of those rare occasions when the true story is even more strange and exciting than the wild rumors. Harry told them everything: Quirrell; the mirror; the Stone; and Voldemort. Ron and Hermione were a very good audience; they gasped in all the right places, and when Harry told them what was under Quirrell's turban, Hermione screamed out loud.
Then, about a week before the exams were due to start, Harry's new resolution not to interfere in anything that didn't concern him was put to an unexpected test. Walking back from the library on his own one afternoon, he heard somebody whimpering from a classroom up ahead. As he drew closer, he heard Quirrell's voice.