Worthless the Forgotten one (Harry Potter Book 1)

Through the Trap Door

The following week we had our exams. I knew I could complete them but the potions exams, they were difficult, especially when I had no help with the ingredients but I managed well enough hopefully an E but Severus knew I'm a young Potion Mistress. For Transfigurations she wanted a snuffbox in which I did mine in ornate with a delicate pictures of the founders with Hogwarts in the background, and all the ground around the sides, I think Mcgonagall cried. For charm was ecstatic with the rest of my teachers. I believed I did extremely well.

But now we've just finished our last exam as my scar burns constantly and it was giving me a headache as I rubbed it, to try and soothe it a little.

"I've always heard Hogwarts' end of the year exams were frightful, but I found that rather enjoyable." Hermione said as my hand was on my scar.

"Speak for yourself. All right there, Worth?" Neville said and asked seeing this pain in Worth.

"My scar. It keeps burning." I said, gritting my teeth with the pain.

"It's happened before." Draco said to her concerned that she was in pain but why?

"Not like this." I said to him as it was unbearable.

"Perhaps you should see the nurse." Neville suggested with concern.

"I think it's a warning. It means dangers coming." I said and hissed slightly rubbing my forehead.

"Uhh!" Worthless rubs the scar and then hear Hagrid across the field, at his hut and all the pieces were fixing together as realisation came. "Oh. Of course!" I said in realisation and run for hut.

"What is it? Draco asked confused.

"Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger shows up and just happens to have one?" I asked them because it doesn't happen like that. It's no coincidence.

We approach Hagrid, who is playing his flute. "I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pockets? Why didn't I see it before? Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg?" I asked and Hagrid stops playing. "What did he look like?" I asked desperately.

"I don't know. I never saw his face. He kept his hood up." Hagrid said to that one and I mentally cursed, smart git.

"The stranger, though, you and he must have talked." I questioned wondering if he tricked Hagrid into telling him.

"Well, he wanted to know what sort of creatures I looked after. I told him. I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem." Hagrid informed her.

"And did he seem interested in Fluffy?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, of course he was interested in Fluffy! How often do you come across a three headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him. I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him. Take Fluffy, for example, just play him a bit of music and he falls straight to sleep." Hagrid said and the four of us looked to him pale and agape. Quirrell knows how to get passed Fluffy!!! Horror sank into my bones...Voldemort can easily get the stone and come back!

"I shouldn't have told you that." Hagrid repeated and the four of us took off. "Where you going?! Wait!" Hagrid shouted at the four.

We knew where to go as I led them to Professor Mcgonagall hoping she would do something. Anything to stop Voldemort from getting the stone. My life depended on Voldemort not getting the stone and so many lives as well! Voldemort would lead another war when he's back!

As we got there we ran down the aisles between the desks to her as I panted..

"We have to see Professor Dumbledore, immediately!" I shouted and Minerva looked to her a bit horrified at the sight of the four students.