Chapter Eight - Of Course

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Return to school and return to classes. During the holiday I had finally figured out where I had heard the name Nicholas Flammel.

"Oh how could I have forgotten. I had you looking in the wrong section this who time. Stupid me." I comment slamming the book down on the table "We checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading." I sat down next to my best friend.

"This is light?" Ron asked

"Shut up Ronald." I retort as Hermione helped me flick through the large book

"Here." Hermione pointed

"Of course. Nicholas Flammel is the only known maker of the philosophers stone" I read out

"The what?" the asked

"Honestly don't you two read?" Hermonie sighed "The philosophers stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers."

"It'll transform any metal into pure gold and produces the elixir of life which will make any drinker immortal." I continued

"Immortal?"

"I means you never die." we told Ron

"I know what it means." he retorted and Harry shushed him and I looked back down and continued reading from the text.

"The only stone currently in existence belongs to Mr Nicholas Flammel the noted alchemist  who last year celebrated his 665th Birthday." Hermonie read out "That's what Fluffy's guarding on the third floor! That's what under the trap door. The Philosophers stone."

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That night we all ran to Hagrid, we needed more information and Hagrid would defiantly be able to slip up unintentionally. We knocked on his door.

"Hagrid." Harry breathed when the friendly half giant opened the door.

"Sorry. I don't wish to be rude, but i'm in no state to entertain." he closed the door on us.

"We know about the Philosophers Stone." We all chimed and he opened the door back up again.

"Oh." he let us come in and we did so

"We think Snape is trying to steal it." Harry told him the working theory

"You're not still on about him are you?" Hagrid gestured for us to sit down and we took what was available

"We know he's after it, we just don't know why." Harry replied

"Snape is one of the teachers protecting the stone. He won't steal it." Now that I didn't see coming and neither did the others

"What?" Harry asked

"You heard. Come on I'm a bit preoccupied today." he tried to shoo us out which Harry clung onto

"Wait one of the teachers?"

"Of course. There are other things protecting the stone." I slapped Hermonie arm

"We should have known. Spells and enchantments" Mionie added as we watched Hagrids dog taken a liken to Ron.

"Ye. Waste of bloody time if you ask me. Ain't no one going to get past fluffy. Ain't a soul knows how except me and Dumbledore . I shouldn't have told you that. I shouldn't have told you that."

"There was a rattling coming from the caldron that was on the fire. Hagrid turned round and took something out of it wince and oohing before putting it onto the table.

"Hagrid, what is that?" Harry questioned

"That? It's a...."

"I know what that is." Ron cut him off "But Hagrid. How did you get one?" Ron wondered

"I won it off a stranger I met down at the pub. Seemed quite glad to be rid of it as a matter of fact." It started cracking and then a smash revealed a little dragon.

"Awh." I cooed at the dragon.

"Is that a dragon?" Hermonie asked

"No it's a hybrid cat, of course its a dragon Mionie." I shook my head "It's adorable."

"That's not just a dragon. Thats a Norwegian Ridgeback. My brother Charlie works with these in Romania." the dragon cooed at the eyes peering down at him.

"Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him. Look, he knows his Mummy. Hello Norbet." Hagrid stroked under Norbets chin.

"Norbet?" Harry questioned

"Well he's got to have a name doesn't he? Don't you norbet?" Hagrid tickled him under the chin and be burped up a fireball onto Hagrid's beard "Well he'll have to be trained up a bit of course.Who's that." we all turned to where he was looking and I saw the familiar pale blonde hair of my brother.

"Draco." I ran out and he took off running. "Draco! Don't you dare, snitch. Draco!" we ran back into the halls of the school. But I lost him for a moment.

"Draco Malfoy!" I skidded to a stop seeing Professor McGonagall "Uh-oh."

"Professor I was just coming to tell you, that students were out of bed. My sister is sadly one of them."

"Wait, until I tell mother." I pointed at him

"That will be enough of that miss Malfoy." I groaned in frustration

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