HP: The Magical Gamer

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Hermione and Neville sat across the four, writing down on the parchment. Harry was free for the moment and his mind wandered since he had nothing better to do right then.

There had been no new quests after the earlier ones. So, his focus was still on the Philosopher's Stone. He should have gone after it by now. But he had procrastinated. And now he wanted to leave the stone until the end of the school year.

He just felt that if he tried anything now then something bad would happen. His instincts were yelling at him to drop the quest for now. But he couldn't. Not when there were such huge rewards waiting after the quest.

[QUEST:

– Obtain Philosopher's stone.

REWARD:

– 3000 XP

– Perk (Unlimited Money)

Bonus Objective:

– Return the Philosopher's Stone back to Flamels

Bonus Reward:

– 25 plus Affection with the Flamels

– New Class (Enchanter) ]

Unlimited money? Yes. New class? Yes. 3000 XP? Definitely yes.

On second thought, he wasn't really in a need of money. His family was one of the richest families in Britain. So, unlimited money, while it would be a great thing to have, wasn't necessary for now.

Same with the Enchanter Class. While he would like the new choice of Class, he shouldn't be in a hurry to have that. He still needed to start the Necromancer Class and finish it before even thinking about a new Class.

And he knew it would be a long commitment when he began the Necromancer class. Seeing how much time he needed to cross level 100 in Mage Class, he was sure he would at least need a year or two to just reach level 100 in Necromancer.

So, why was he in such a hurry to finish this quest? Because of those 3000 XP.

In a secrecy of his mind, he confessed that he had been addicted to the numbers. He liked seeing the numbers in thousands in his profile. It made him feel all powerful and important. It made him feel like he was a secret Merlin or something.

The idea that he would become the most powerful wizard after this quest, at least in raw power if not in skills, made him all eager to complete it.

[There is no secrecy in your mind. Hehe. I am here if you forgot. I know everything about you and everything that goes in your head.]

'You don't count, Isis. At this point, I consider you a part of myself.' Harry thought absent-mindedly.

[Aw! You are making me blush.]

'You don't have a body nor a face to blush.' Harry pointed out with amusement.

[Way to kill the mood, Harry. Also, you should stop getting lost in your mind when there are others around you. Your sister is giving you a concerned look. I wouldn't be surprised if she has started considering you crazy.]

Harry snapped out of his mind and found Iris staring at him.

"You done, Iris?" he asked before she could. She nodded and handed him his assignments.

"Yep. Now I am free for the whole day." she grinned excitedly, forgetting her earlier worries.

"A little silence please. Some people are doing their work by themselves. They need pin-drop silence to concentrate." Hermione shot Iris a disapproving look, not agreeing with her method of just copying down from Harry's homework.

"Sure. Hermione. I was just going anyway." Iris simply said, trying not to roll her eyes. That girl needed to loosen up.

"I will come with you." Harry told her as he gathered up his things in his bag. Iris smiled and nodded.

"See you all later." Harry whispered to his friends before following Iris out of the library.

"What do you want to do?" Iris asked enthusiastically, grabbing his hand and twining her fingers with his.

"Hmm, let's just walk around and explore." Harry offered.

"Okay."

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Halloween soon came and the school was decorated for the festival. There was excitement in the air, joy in everyone's hearts. The whole castle was filled with a festive atmosphere. But two students among the hundreds weren't really in the mood for any merriment or laughter.

They both were snuggled tightly on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room. They were currently alone since the others went to the Great Hall for the Halloween feast. Instead of happiness, their faces held sombre looks.

"Do you remember that night, Harry?" Iris asked as she pressed her face on his chest. Harry gently squeezed her waist.

"Some of it, I guess. I remember shouting, I remember mum crying as she cradled us against her chest, as she ran with Neville's mother by her side. Though sometimes I doubt these images. Maybe they are just my imaginations. My attempts at trying to picture that night." Harry answered in a soothing voice with his chin resting over her head.

"It's not your imagination. It's real. I remember the same." Iris mumbled with a hoarse voice. Harry would have pulled her more tightly and protectively if it was possible. But since they were already pressed so close with no space between them, he elected to just squeeze her gently again.

"It's alright. We are safe. I am strong now to protect us all." Harry tried to reassure her, placing a kiss on her head. There was a moment of silence after his proclamation. A comfortable and cosy silence.

"I am thinking about mum. She must be so alone right now. Maybe Neville's mum is there sitting with her, but mum will surely cry to sleep tonight as always. I feel so bad that we aren't with her to cuddle with her, to make her laugh and smile like we do on this day every year. I feel so bad." Iris started crying softly. Harry stiffened when the image of his sobbing mum popped up in the forefront of his mind.

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