Fighting Darkness

2.4

It was quickly obvious that Tonks was a student favourite and the potions grades in all houses besides Slytherin were going up.

As the weeks went by Harry was sure he'd figured out who was trying to steal the stone.

Every night he'd followed a different professor around for a while and he'd concluded who it was.

Quirrell.

Who would ever suspect stuttering, turban wearing professor Quirrell? On his nightly followings, Quirrell was prone to talking to the air and calling it 'master' which in it's self was weird but what Wizard wears a turban unless its religious?

As far as he knew Quirrell was like most British Wizards and believed in nothing but fate and magic.

But now Harry had a plan. He would steal the stone before Quirrell and give it back to the Flamels and tell them where to hide it. He was very good at hiding things. Although, he'd been told Hufflepuffs were good finders so he hoped no evil Hufflepuff Wizards or Witches were running around.

First, he needed to find away to get past the giant three headed dog. And who better to ask than Hagrid?
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"Ello Arry, Ermione, Ron." Hagrid greeted in his usual gruff yet happy voice. He was currently carving away at a white branch the size of a broomstick with a wicked looking knife.

Harry sighed glaring at his friends. He hadn't wanted them to come along but as soon as he'd said he was going to see Hagrid, they'd insisted on coming along. Alice had shook her head and smiled at her brother looking more evil than cute before leaving with her friend.

"Hello Hagrid. How're you?" Hermione asked with a grin. She knew Harry was up to something and she wanted to know what.

"M well, m well. Come in come in, don't be shy." He shoved the door of his hut open letting the students into his small home.

"So, what brings ye about today?" Hagrid asked as soon as they were all settled with rock cakes and tea.

"Well," Harry started, carefully laying out his trap. "I'd been meaning to come for a visit today anyways, but I was reading a book yesterday about Cerberus, a three headed dog from Greek Mythology." Hermione's eyes were wide as she stared at her best friend. He wouldn't dare...

"Well anyways, it said that if you sang a certain note, any three headed dog would fall asleep instantly. Is that true?"

Hagrid laughed loudly and stared at the young boy. "Course it ain't! My own 'Cerberus' will fall asleep at any kinda music. Oh! Don't go round tellin anyone that. Fluffy's got a big job up in the castle guarding -" Hagrid stopped abruptly clamping his giant hands over where Harry assumed his mouth was. "I should not have said that! I should NOT have said that!"

Ron and Hermione shared a terrified look as they noticed the accomplished one on Harry's face.

Before Harry could say anything else, there was a knock on the door. Hagrid gave all three kids a stern look before opening the door to reveal Professor Quirrell.

"Shit!" Harry whisper/yelled staring at the gleeful looking professor.

"Ah professor! Still looking for your runway toad?" Hagrid asked, smiling at the man.

"N-no actually! I c-came here t-to tell you I've f-found him! T-thank you Mr. H-hagrid."

"It was no trouble professor....."

As the two continued to talk, Harry made his plan quickly. Tonight, it was through the trap door.