The Light of the Dark: Harry Potter x OC

Chapter Five - Year One

"Seeker? Chaser? But first years never make their house teams. You two must be the youngest Quidditch players in..." Ron began.

"A century, according to McGonagall." Harry finished.

"Hey, well done, Harry and Emily. Wood's just told us." Fred said, walking next to Harry.

"Fred and George are on the team too. Beaters." Ron told us.

"Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad." George said from beside me. "Can't make any promises, of course. Rough game, Quidditch."

"Brutal. But no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally." Fred told us.

"But they'll turn up in a month or two." George shouted as Harry, Ron, and I turned a different way than where they were headed.

"Oh, go on you two. Quidditch is great. Best game there is, and you'll be great too." Ron told us. I then noticed that someone had run up next to me. I looked over to see Hermione. She and I shared a smile before turning back to the two boys.

"But I've never even played Quidditch. What if I make a fool of myself?" Harry asked.

"Harry, you won't make a fool of yourself." I reassured him.

"It's in your blood." Hermione told him. "Yours too, Emily." Harry and Ron looked confused. "Follow me." Hermione told us. This time, I was also confused. The three of us followed Hermione to the trophy cases. She then stopped and pointed to one in particular. We all looked and there they were.

Gryffindor

James Potter
Seeker

Kara White
Chaser

Ravenclaw

Victoria White
Seeker

"Whoa, Harry, Emily, you never told me your relatives were Quidditch players." Ron marveled.

"It never came up." I told him.

"I didn't know." Harry said.

"My aunt Victoria has told me stories of playing against my mum and your dad, Harry." I told him. "But I didn't know their names were here."

After looking at the plaques and recognizing a few other names, the four of us decided to head back to the common room.

We had just reached the staircases, Harry and Ron were busy talking while Hermione and I were watching the other moving steps. I was about to pick up my pace to catch up to Harry and Ron when the ground beneath me shifted. I quickly grabbed onto the railing for safety. It took me a moment to realize that it was just the stairs moving. "What's happening?" Harry asked.

"The staircases change, remember?" I reminded him. The staircase kept turning until finally it decided to stop.

"Let's go this way." Harry said as we started up the way the staircase went.

"Before the staircase moves again." Ron commented. Harry reached the door at the top of the steps leading into the corridor. He pushed it open and walked in. Hermione and I followed. When I walked into the corridor, I found it immediately unpleasant. It was dark, and cold. There were cobwebs everywhere and it looked like no one had been here in years.

"Does anybody feel like we shouldn't be here?" Ron asked.

"We're not supposed to be here. This is the third floor. It's forbidden." Hermione told him. We took a few more steps forward and one of the flames on the wall came to life.

"Let's go." Harry said. We all turned around, ready to leave when a certain 'meow' caught our attention. We all stopped dead in our tracks and looked at the red-eyed feline.

"It's Filch's cat!" I told them.

"Run!" Harry instructed. Harry and Ron took the lead, Hermione and I following close behind. "Quick, let's hide through that door!" I looked ahead and saw the door he was talking about. When he reached it, Harry tried to open the door. "It's locked!" He exclaimed, frustrated.

"That's it, we're done for." Ron whined.

"Oh, move over!" I exclaimed, nudging Harry out of the way. I took my wand out of my robes and pointed it at the lock. "Alohomora." The door unlocked. "Get in." I said as I opened the door and walked inside.

"Alohomora?" Ron asked me.

"Standard Book of Spells, chapter seven." I told him. I then walked over next to Harry. I looked at him and saw a petrified look on his face. I followed his gaze and froze when I saw what he was looking at.

"Filch is gone." I heard Hermione say.

"Probably thinks this door's locked." Ron suggested.

"It was locked." Hermione told him.

"And for good reason." Harry told them. Hermione and Ron then stopped in their tracks. In front of us was a three headed dog. It was almost too big to fit in the room. It had been sleeping, but now it had started to wake up. We all stared at it, eyes wide, not sure how to go about the situation. Then, it lifted its three heads and looked right at us.

"AHHH!!" We all screamed. The thing growled at us. Harry turned around and I followed. He threw open the door and ran out of the room. I did the same. Once Ron and Hermione were out of the room, we all began to push the door closed. One of the things heads was pushing back, but we managed to close the door and lock it. The head continued to push against the door which caused it to rattle. The four of us then silently ran all the way back to the common room.

"What do they think they're doing? Keeping a thing like that locked up in a school!" Ron questioned. We had just passed the Fat Lady in her portrait, Hermione and Ron in the front while Harry and I trailed behind.

"You don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?" Hermione asked him.

"I wasn't looking at it's feet!" Ron exclaimed, "I was a bit preoccupied with its heads. Or maybe you didn't notice. There were three!"

"Ron, it was standing on a trap door so it wasn't there by accident. I think it's guarding something." I told them as we reached the doors to our dormitories.

"Guarding something?" Harry asked me. I nodded.

"That's right." Hermione told him. "Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed. Or worse, expelled." She said, eyeing the boys. "Coming?" She asked me. I nodded.

"I've had enough expel scares for one day." I told her as the door began to close.

"They need to sort out their priorities." I heard Ron say. I shook my head at his comment and then went and got ready for bed.