The Traitors [HP6] *EDITING*

Chapter 8

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It looked exactly like the one Harry had found in his first year at school. It was a transparent gold all over with a shiny, red center. Harry's eyes widened and he began to drool from looking at it. With this, he could have all the money he'd ever wanted, and live forever....

"Oh... my... god...." gasped Ron, not blinking.

"What is Dudley doing?" said Hermione softly, not taking her gaze off of it either. "Does he have a collection of these at home or what? Where did he get that from!?" "I... don't know," said Harry, doing the same as the other two, standing there,

transfixed onto it.

"Well didn't a note come with it or something?" asked Hermione, still not raising

the volume of her voice in the least. Harry dug into the beg and felt a small sheet of parchment. He quickly ripped it out, and read it aloud softly to the two of them. He didn't want anyone else in the room to hear.

Dear Harry,

Remember how we went to see that lady in the funeral home that day during the summer? Well, as it turns out, she was actually someone very important... in your world that is. I think her name was Perenelle Flamel. Does that name ring a bell? Oh well.

Anyway, it seems as though this Stone was her most prized possession and she decided to leave it to whoever bothered to show up at her funeral. Seems as though she's not very popular with the rest of her family... it said in the will that the funeral home sent me that she wouldn't share her Stone with the rest of her family, trying to keep some sort of 'immortality spell' as she called it off of them. Said she'd give it to whoever went through the little trouble of finding where her funeral was. Weird, huh?

Anyway, I hope this letter gets to you. I had to steal this owl from the biology room at my school and I think I told it to deliver it to you. Oh, by the way, try to send him back as soon as possible, so I don't get in trouble and because we need owl pellets for a test on Wednesday.

Dudley

"That lady was Nicholas Flamel's wife!" said Harry, lowering his voice from a yell to a whisper, realizing how loud he was talking before.

"She has her own Sorcerer's Stone?" asked Ron.

"And Dumbledore didn't destroy it?" gasped Hermione.

"Maybe she hid it," guessed Ron "No wonder she stayed alive longer than her

husband; he died last year."

"Speaking of Dumbledore," said Harry, "we have to give this to him." Ron and Hermione looked up at him.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

 "Couldn't we just make a little gold?" begged Ron.

"No way!" said Harry, snatching it from off the ground. "If we do that-" Suddenly, the same holographic map shot out of Harry's ring and into the air. It was massive, depicting the entire world, and someone could see it!

"Get down!" yelled Harry, pushing Ron and Hermione's heads to the ground, and shining the map onto the floor. He looked up for a second... no one had seen it. He breathed a quick sigh of relief.

"What is that?" asked Ron and Hermione together, gazing at the map.

"I- I'm not sure," said Harry, looking at it too.

"What are those?" asked Ron, pointing to the four colored dots.

"Like I said... I don't know yet," said Harry, trying to keep his voice down. "You mean, you've seen this map before?" asked Hermione.