SCOTLAND - HOGWARTS - Headmasters office

Harry's P.O.V

Harry Potter was exhausted, he and his friend have been working so hard on getting a stone that had been taken away right before his eyes.

He rubbed his tired eyes and stared at Dumbledore who paced his office in slight distress " I need you to think Harry who took the stone?" Dumbledore asked again for the third time "I don't know he had a hood on but he seemed to be.. a teenager" Harry told him thinking back to the mysterious figure who stood in front of the mirror, the philosopher stone clutched in his hand.

But one thing Harry was sure of was that this person this wizard was a very powerful person. The magic just seemed to roll of him in waves. Dumbledore seemed to be thinking about something, he could tell by how his brows furrowed in concentration and the way he was stroking his beard which he thought to be a rather comical sight.

McGonagell who had been sitting quietly the entire time suddenly sat up straight "you don't think... he has an apprentice do you?" she asked in a horrified whisper, Harry knew that he was Voldemort. And from what he knew about you-know-who, if he had a powerful apprentice they were sure to be doomed.

But Dumbledore shook his head "I fear that an apprentice isn't who young Harry met "

"I believe that he had met the Heir of Lord Voldemort"