Harry Potter: The Green Arrow of Hogwarts (Book 1) (Fan Fiction) (REPOSTED)

Chapter 10: Looking for Flammel

== Time Skip ==

With Oliver

In the library

After winter break, the boys and Hermione were buried in a pile of books, scanning for answers. Suddenly, Oliver heard Hermione exclaim, "I had you looking in the wrong section. How could I be so stupid?"

She slammed a large, dusty tome onto the table, and Harry, Ron, and Oliver instinctively pulled their books back.

"I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading," Hermione said, holding up the thick book.

Oliver raised an eyebrow and asked, "This is light reading, love?"

Hermione glanced at him, cheeks flushing slightly. "It is for me, Ollie."

Ron, chuckling, added, "If I had said that, she'd be giving me her famous glare."

Hermione gave Ron a sharp look, and he held up his hands in mock surrender. "There it is. Knew it was coming."

Oliver shook his head, rubbing his forehead with a grin.

Hermione flipped through the book and suddenly stopped. "Here it is! Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the Sorcerer's Stone."

The boys leaned in, repeating in unison, "The what?"

Hermione sighed, "Honestly, don't you three read?"

Oliver smirked. "Only when class demands it. Besides, you're our resident expert. You tell us everything before we even have to open a book. It's in your nature. And, honestly, that's one of the things I like about you, Mia."

Hermione softened, smiling at him. "Thank you, Ollie. Anyway, listen to this: 'The Sorcerer's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It can transform any metal into pure gold... and produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal.'"

Ron's eyes went wide. "Immortal?"

Hermione looked at him and clarified, "It means you'll never die."

Ron frowned. "I know what it means!"

Harry quickly shushed him, and Ron quieted down as Hermione read on.

"'The only Stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicholas Flamel, the noted alchemist who celebrated his 665th birthday last year.'" Hermione looked up at the boys. "That's what Fluffy's guarding on the third floor. That's what's under the trap door—the Sorcerer's Stone."

They exchanged tense glances, realizing the gravity of their discovery, and then quietly left the library together.

After sharing their intense discovery, Hermione wasted no time and dove back into the bookshelves, scanning titles with an intensity that left the boys exchanging glances.

"Hermione, what else could you possibly be looking for?" Ron asked, watching as she piled book after book into her arms.

She huffed as she added another heavy book to her stack. "If someone's after the Sorcerer's Stone, we need to know exactly what they could do with it, not just about immortality. I want to see if there's any history of how people have used it before. Besides, we need to find a way to stop them."

Oliver nodded thoughtfully, "Makes sense. Knowledge is power, after all. And if someone dangerous like Snape is going after it, then we should be ready."

Hermione set her pile on the table and began leafing through one of the books, muttering to herself as she searched. Harry, Ron, and Oliver flipped through books as well, following her lead, even if they were a bit less thorough.