The Potter Twins

Who told you 'bout Fluffy?

Chapter 15: Who told you 'bout Fluffy?

Wrapping the scarf tight around my neck to keep the chill out I look up at Hagrid as he dismisses our theory "Nonsense. Why would Snape put a curse on Harry's broom?" I sigh as I walk next to my brother and Hagrid of course he wouldn't think Snape would do anything he's a teacher.

"Who knows. Why was he trying to get past that 3 headed dog on Halloween?" Harry asks as I look at him like he was mad, we were not suppose to know about the three-headed dog because we were not suppose to be on to the third floor, to begin with.

"Who told you 'bout Fluffy?" Hagrid looks down at the four of us as I smile innocently back up at him "Fluffy?" Ron questions as he looks at Hagrid like he's ridiculous for the creature giant dog thing to have a name. "That thing has a name?" I look down the line to Hermione as she questions Hagrid, most things have names.

"Well, of course, he's got a name. He's mine. I bought him off an Irish feller I met down at the pub last year. Then I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the..." he stops himself as I look back up at him "Yes?". Oh, Hagrid we have got you now please keep talking.

"Shouldn'ta said that. No more questions, Don't ask any more questions. That's top-secret, that is." I cross my arms in annoyance that he wouldn't tell us but also because it was cold and I am hoping it would keep me a little warmer. "But Hagrid, whatever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it!" Harry try's to justify but I really don't think it would work.

"Codswallop. Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher." I sigh thinking that would be an excuse that they would use. "Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a curse when I see one. I've read all about them. You have to keep eye contact." Hermione states as we all stop in our tracks on the dirt track with Hagrid "And Snape wasn't blinking" I mutter thinking about if Harry wasn't able to hold on if he would have fallen and it would have been because of Professor Snape.

"Exactly."

Hagrid sighs probably knowing that we would not give up and that we could probably get him to slip on details if we talk longer "Now, you listen to me, all four of you. You're meddlin' in things that ought not to be meddled in. It's dangerous. What that dog is guarding is strictly between Professor Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel" Hagrid states getting flustered at all our attention on his secret pet Fluffy.

"Nicholas Flamel?" I repeat aloud the new name that Hagrid let slip his eyes widen as he looks between the four of us not realising the information that he had let slip.

"I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that. I should not have said that. I really should not have said that" Hagrid mumbles to himself as turns away and leaves the four of us on the dirt track as he walks down to his hut slightly off of Campus.

"Nicholas Flamel..." I repeat out loud again do not think I have heard of his name before "Who's Nicholas Flamel?" I shrug at Harry as he voices our one thought. We both turn to Hermione who would probably be the logical one to know who he was. She does the most reading out of the four of us.

She shakes her head looking at the two of us as she stands next to Ron shivering "I don't know" great the smartest one here and even she doesn't know that's going to leave us stuck.

The snow has started to settle heavily up here at the castle now, it will be a white Christmas im sure of it Hagrid said that he was bringing in a large tree for the great hall to decorate for the season but most students are going home for Christmas me and Harry don't particularly want to go. It is not like there would be anything good to go home too, other than Dudley throwing a tantrum cause there were three fewer presents than last years Christmas. He s that sad he keeps track at how many presents he gets just so he can get better than the previous year, honestly his birthday is bad but Christmas is 100% worse and I would not mind missing out on one.

The Great hall is not as loud as it would be seeing as most students are packing ready to leave to go home for the holidays but the ghosts have seemed to get into the spirit of Christmas as they have started singing strange Christmas carols down the halls and in classes.

 "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, ring the Hogwarts bell. Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas..." 

Not going to lie have not heard of that particular one before.

Lifting my head off the table a small yawn escapes my lips as I notice Hermione approaches the empty tables, wheeling her large luggage trunk behind her she notices that the boys are playing chest and pulls a face at the game thankfully both me and Hermione agree that this game can be a little Violante for chess. 

"Knight to E-5," Harry says aloud as his Knight moves across the checkered square to the position of E-5 like he had said Ron thinks for a moment as he stares at the board, Ron is particularly good at chess but then again I really don't think Harry has played before. "Queen to E-5" Ron states as his Queen piece also moves to the square he had chosen.

As Ron's Queen gets close to Harrys Knight on E-5 the Queen gets up out of her thrown and smashes it over the head of Harrys Knight dismantling his chess piece "That's totally barbaric!" I nod my head in agreement as I look at all the chopped and smashed pieces of the chess pieces on the side of the board.

"That's wizard's chess. I see you've packed." Ron smiles proudly as he looks at Hermione's big case "See you haven't." she retorts back. "Change of plans. My parents decided to go to Romania to visit my brother, Charlie. He's studying dragons there!" I look at Ron in surprise that he didn't also want to go with them considering that there would be real-life dragons that he could see.

"Good. You can help Willow and Harry, then. They are going to go to the library for information on Nicholas Flamel" I groan aloud forgetting that I made an agreement with Hermione that me and Harry would find out about this Nicholas Flamel when she and everyone else goes for the holidays. I honestly hoped she would forget.

"We've looked a hundred times!" Ron moans as heturns to me and my twin as I lay my head in my hand sad knowing that Hermione isgoing to be leaving me here with these two to deal with over Christmas.

"Not in the restricted section... Happy Christmas" she smiles as she walks out of the room her large case in hand as she drags it behind her. "Happy Christmas Hermione" I shout back to her as I turn back to the guys. "I think we've had a bad influence on her" I smile as the boys look across the table from one another and both nod in agreement on what Ron muttered.

You both do not know the half of it.