Chapter 30

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Back at Hogwarts

Violet's pov

"Professor Black, a word please." Severus insisted, I nodded and kissed Harry and Draco's heads. "I just got here, why are you bothering me?" I teased, he glared at me before walking to his class. I groaned before walking into the classroom, I took a seat on the desk and looked at him. "I believe Quirrell is going to try and receive the Sorcerer's Stone. I also believe Potter and his friends know as well." Severus declared. "Wait a minute, how do you know this? And what does Quirrell want with the stone?" I questioned. "It is my belief that Quirrell is working for the Dark Lord. I would advise you to keep an eye on your children." Severus advised before shooing me out. I quickly found Harry, Ron, Draco and Hermione in the library. They were whispering to each other looking around them every few seconds.

I walked up to Madam Pince, "Hello, Madam Pince." I greeted in a whisper. "Oh, hello Violet, dear. It's been too long." She greeted while smiling. "I have a small favor to ask of you." I smiled brightly, she laughs and nods. "Can you silence the table where Draco, Harry, Hermione and Ron are. They are up to something and I'm going to catch him." I explain, she laughs. "You haven't changed have you?" She teases, I shake my head and wait until I can't hear the four of them. I sneak up behind them, I slam my hands on the table, "BOO!" I shout. Ron falls backwards, Draco shoots up, Hermione lets out a shriek, and Harry slams the book shut. "VI!" Harry shouts, I smirk at them.

"Just what do you four think you are doing?" I asked, looking at all of them sternly. "Reading!" Draco shouts, "Studying!" Hermione shouts, "Eating!" Ron shouts all at the same time. Harry rolls his eyes and tries to hide the book, I smirk at him before grabbing it out of his hands. "Nicolas Flamel and his Sorcerer's Stone. Why are you looking at this?" I growled. "Homework!" "For fun!" "Just curious!" Draco, Hermione, and Ron shout again. I glare at them, I take the book and walk to Severus' class. "Vi! Vi! Please!" Harry shouted, chasing me down. "Love, why do you need to read this?" I asked looking down at him. "Snape is trying to take it!" Harry yelled, I looked down at him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." He mumbled.

"Love, come here." I open my arms for him to hug me. "I promise Snape is not trying to get this." I mumbled against his head. "He's just a little, um," Harry trailed off, "Sketchy, weird, scary." I laughed, listening off anything that popped in my head. Harry laughed and nodded, "You don't need to worry." I whisper in his ear, he nods before pulling away. "Please stop snooping into things, I beg you, love. Try to act like your mom, not your dad." I laughed, Harry joined in with his laughter.

After the End of the Year Exams

"Professor McGonagall, Violet! Where is Professor Dumbledor? I need to speak with him!" Harry shouts, Draco, Ron, and Hermione run in behind him. I stare at McGonagall before looking back at the four. "Might I ask why you four need to know where he is?" McGonagall questioned. "It's important! Urgent even!" Harry cried. "He's not here." I answer for McGonagall. "What! Where is he?" Hermione asks frantically. "He had business to attend at the ministry." McGonagall explains. Harry looks at me, giving me an apologetic look, "Snape is going to try and steal the Sorcerer's stone tonight!" Harry blurts out, McGonagall gasps and I sigh.

"I don't know where you got that foolish idea! Ah! No talking! All four of you up to bed, Violet will walk you back." McGonagall orders. I direct the four of them to the Gryffindor tower, on our way there Snape stops in front of us. He eyed the four of them before looking at me. "It seems the four of them were up to something." Severus spoke slowly, I walked past him. "Violet," Harry begins to talk. "Harry, enough love. Severus is not going to take the stone. Get some sleep, no more foolish behavior." I pleaded before kissing each of their heads. As I walked out of the Gryffindor tower Severus grabbed me and dragged me to his classroom. 

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