My Protector | A Harry Potter love story

chapter 7

"Harry! Ara! Wake up! come on guys wake up." Ron's voice has me leap out of my bed and run to the center of the common room joining Harry at the same time. "Happy Christmas Harry and Ron." "Happy Christmas Ara." They both say to me at the same time. I go down to the Christmas tree and see there's load of presents for Ron, Harry and me. I look over at Ron and see he's wearing a sweater with the letter R on it. "What are you wearing?" Harry asks taking the words right out of my mouth. I walk over to Ron and run my arm along his sleeve. "It's really soft, Ronald." I say to him. "Oh... mum it. Looks like you've got one too." "I... I have presents!" Ron and I both see Harry run so fast to the tree and it makes me so excited to see that he actually has presents this year.

After he told us what life is like for him with the Dursley's it makes me want to hex them all into the next millennia, but thankfully Hagrid I guess, put a pig's tail on his cousin so everything works out in the end. Harry starts to open his presents and I see some with my name on it with my mum's handwriting on it. I open it to see that my mum got me new shoes along with a new mini caldron set so I can practice potions in my dorm. Along with more snacks for Albert. He and Hedwig have been getting along all this year, it's so cute to see. Lastly, my mum got me a camera that has the developing solution in it that makes the photographs move when taken.

Harry starts to open his present and Ron eats some Bertie bots. "Your father left this in my procession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well."  "That's all it says Harry?" He lifts up the object and it's a cloak. He puts it on and becomes invisible. "Blimey Harry! That's an invisibility cloak!" I yell out. "I'm invisible?" He asks as he keeps turning around and around checking to see if he truly is. "They're really rare." Ron says.

"Well boys, I think we now know how Harry is going to find information on Flamel now in the restricted section."

Harry tried later that night to go inside the restricted section with no luck and was actually almost caught by Filch and Snape. What an idiot I swear, even with an invisibility cloak he still manages to almost get himself into trouble. But he ended up telling Ron and I that we needed to see something so here we are in this random room looking at a mirror.

"Look stand right there. Do you see them? My parents?" He asks Ron. "That's me! Only I'm head boy. And I'm holding the quidditch cup. And bloody hell! I'm quidditch captain too! I look good." I roll my eyes at Ron. idiot. Harry takes my arm and places me in front of the mirror. "What about you Ara? Do you see it as well?" I look into the mirror trying to concentrate on seeing Harry's parents only I don't see them. I see an older me, and an older harry. Holding hands and dancing around the courtyard in Hogwarts laughing and smiling at each other. They kiss. The image changes on the mirror to me and my family all around actually enjoying each other's company. My father smiling at me and my brother and I actually getting along.

"No, no. Sorry Harry. I didn't see them." "Well, what did you see? your face is all red?" Ron asks. "Nothing, nothing important. Shut up." "Was that all you saw Harry? Your parents?" I ask him. His eyes widen at me, and he hesitates but nods his head yes. "Harry, do you think this mirror shows the future?" Ron asks. The future? I wish that was the future. But Harry and I... I mean sure I think he's a cute boy, but I don't think of him like that. We're only 11.

"How can it? Both my parents are dead." he smiles sadly at us. I go over and give him a hug and put my head on his shoulder he hugs me back. Ron and I go back into the common room to sleep more but Harry wanted to stay behind and sit with the mirror. He keeps this habit for quite a couple of days until he tells us one day Dumbledore decided to send the mirror off somewhere else. Which seemed to sadden him a lot.

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"I had you looking in the wrong section." Hermione says and we both walk over to the boys in the library. "How could I be so stupid?" She slams the big book right in front of them scaring them a little. "Ara and I checked this book out weeks ago for a bit of light reading." "This is light?" Ron questions. Hermione and I both give him a look before we look at each other, I smirk at her then hit Ron upside the head. "Ow. Damn it, Ara. Why do you always do that now?" "I only do it when you're being dumb or ask dumb things." "Anyways... here it is 'Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the sorcerer's stone. "The what?" Both Ron and Harry ask. 'Honestly don't you two ever actually read?" I ask them.

"The Sorcerer's stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It will transform any metal into pure gold and produces the elixir of life which will make the drinker immortal." I finish the reading for Hermione. "Immortal?" Ron asks. "It means you never die." Hermione says. "I know what it means!" He yells out causing me to shush him and once again hit him upside the head. "And the only stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicholas Flamel the noted alchemist, who last year celebrated his 665th birthday. That's what Fluffly's guarding on the third floor. Thats what's under the trap door. The sorcerer's stone."

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Later that night the four of us go over to Hagrid's after dark to get more information out of him. "Sorry don't mean to be rude but I'm in not fit state to entertain today." He starts to shut the door on us when we all yell out "We know about the sorcerer's stone!" He opens the door again. "Oh." He lets us inside and we go over to sit down on his couches and chairs. "We think Snape's trying to steal it." Harry says. "Blimey, you're not still on about him, are you?"

"Hagrid, we know he's after the tone we just don't know why." "Snape is one of the teachers protecting the stone. He's not about to steal it. Right, come on now I'm a bit preoccupied today." "Of course! There are other things protecting the stone aren't there, spells, enchantments?" Hermione asks. "That's right. waste of bloody time if you ask me. Ain't no one gonna get past Fluffy. Ain't a soul knows how. Except for me and Dumbledore. I shouldn't have told you that."

We hear a clattering and Hagrid takes out a large egg from the pot above his fire and sets it on the table we all walk over and surround the table to see it breaking open. A baby dragon comes out.  The baby dragon looks around at all of us and quietly screeches. It's so cute but oh my god how did Hagrid get this? "That's a Norwegian ridgeback that is." Ron says. "My brother Charlie works with these in Romania." "Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him. Look, he knows his mummy. Hello Norbert." Hagrid gives Norbert scratches on his chin then the dragon looks at Hagrid and spits out a small fire into his beard.

"He'll have to be trained up a bit of course." hagrid looks over to the window and frowns. "Who is that?" We all see my brother poking his head from the window and ducks really fast away.

"My brother." "Oh dear."

We all try to make it back to our common room as fast as we can but are stopped by Professor McGonagall. "Good evening." Out from behind her comes my brother smirking at us. "You little-" I mutter to myself. All of us go to her classroom and she starts to discipline us.

"Nothing, I repeat, nothing, gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions fifty points will be taken. Each." "Fifty?!" We all drop our mouths at McGonagall. "And to ensure it doesn't happen again all five of you will receive detention." HA! I look over to my brother with eyebrows raised and a smirk on my face while he looks gob smacked. "Excuse me professor. Perhaps I heard you wrong, I thought you said the five of us." "i most certainly did. As noble as your actions Mr. Malfoy, you too were wondering about the school at night. You two will join your classmates in detention." "Hahahaha!" I double over laughing and stop when I feel Hemione jab my ribs and I look up to see McGonagall giving me a stare down. I clear my throat. "Sorry."

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The next night, Filch leads the five of us to Hagrid's hut. "He's got a little job to do in the dark forest. A sorry lot this, Hagrid. Oh, good God, man, you're not still on about that bloody dragon, are you?" "Norbert's gone. Dumbledore sent him off to live in a colony." "Well, isn't that good Hagrid?" I ask. "Yea, he'll be with his own kind." Hermione says. "Well, what if he don't like Romania? He's only just a baby. What if the other ones don't like him." "Oh, for God's sake man pull yourself together. You're going into the forest after all." Filch sneers at him.

"The forest? I thought that was a joke!" My brother asks. "We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. There's like werewolves." "Ah, there's more than werewolves in those trees, lad. You can be sure of that. Nighty-night."

"Right. Let's go children." We all leave with Hagrid into the dark forest.