A couple days later, I was spending time with Harry, Ron, and Hermione discussing the impending Gryffindor Hufflepuff quidditch game. Snape was refereeing and Harry was scared that Snape would try and attack him. We were coming up with ideas on what he should do when Neville toppled into the common room. His legs were stuck together in what seemed to be a leg locker curse. Everyone was laughing as Hermione walked over to him and performed the countercurse.
"What happened," Hermione asked.
"I saw Malfoy outside of the library. He said he'd been looking for someone to practice that on" Neville said.
"We should go get McGonagall"
"NO. that would only make it worse"
"Well you have to stand up for yourself Neville," Ron said
"You can't let him push you around," I said
"He already told me I'm not brave enough to be in Gryffindor. I don't need you guys to tell me that"
"I'll talk to him. Besides the sorting hat put you here. You belong, Neville. Promise" I reached down and pulled him into a hug.
"You belong here, and Malfoy belongs in stinking Slytherin- no offense Maggy" Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out a chocolate frog and gave it to Neville.
"Thanks, you guys. I think I'm going to head to bed" He opened the chocolate frog and pulled out the card and handed it to Harry, "I know you collect them"
Neville went upstairs and Harry took a look at his chocolate frog card.
"That's it! I knew I read about him somewhere!" he exclaimed.
"What is it, Harry?" I asked.
"I've found Flamel. I got Dumbledore and it says, ''Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel'!"
"Stay here," Hermione said. She raced upstairs and came back down with a big book that she used for light reading, and shushed everyone until she found what she was looking for.
"Can we speak now?" Ron grumbled.
"Nicolas Flamel (665) is the only known maker of the sorcerer's stone!" Hermione whispered excitedly.
I gasped, while the two boys looked clueless.
"Is that supposed to mean something?" Ron asked
"Don't you two read?" Hermione and I asked.
"The sorcerer's stone not only transforms any metal into pure gold but also produces the Elixir of Life, which makes the drinker immortal!" I exclaimed.
"That's what Fluffy and Dumbledore are hiding!" Hermione concluded excitedly.
"A stone that makes gold and stops you from ever dying!" said Harry. "No wonder Snape's after it! Anyone would want it."
"And no wonder we couldn't find Flamel in that Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry," said Ron. "He's not exactly recent if he's six hundred and sixty-five, is he?"
After our exciting discovery, I begrudgingly headed back to the dungeons. I faced the cellar and mumbled, "Salazar". When it opened up I saw Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Millicent laughing on the couch.
"I caught him outside the library and that's when I did it. He hopped all the way back to his common room!" Draco exclaimed.
"Serves the worthless prat right!" Pansy shrilled.
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If You Could Be Anywhere (a Draco Malfoy fanfic)
Fanfiction"If you could be anywhere, where would you be?"-Tom Felton Maggy Roberts always dreamed of being in Hogwarts and sorted into Slytherin. When she goes, however, she realizes that maybe Slytherin wasn't what she initially expected. Will she side with...
