Dylan Potter; the not so famous cousin.

Fluffy

Oh wow my cousin and Ron are so stupid! They arranged a wizards duel with Malfoy! Harry doesn't even know any basic spells and neither does Ron. They're idiots. So Hermione and I have decided to tag along, back them up if they stuff up too bad. 

"Neville!" I say in surprise as I step on him. He was sleeping under the fat lady's portrait. 

He squirms into a sittlng position, rubbing the hand that I had stepped on.  "I forgot the password" he mutters.

He then gets up. "Can I come with you's?" He asks excitedly.

Ron groans but doesn't say no. "That means yes in Ron language" I explain. Ron glares at me.

Ron, Harry, Hermione, Neville and I hurry along the long corridors, pausing at every corner to check for Mr Filch or his cat. Getting caught out of bed after hours equals a very angry Filch.

"Run it's Mrs Norris!" Hermione yell whispers.

We run along a corridor into a chamber like room with a door at the far end.

"Quick! Go through there!" Harry exclaims. So we do. 

"Why does it smell like a dogs butt in here?" I ask, holding my nose.

I turn my head and notice that everyone is looking up at something, so of course I do too. What I see though is not what I was expecting. It's a bloody three headed dog, glowering down at us.

"RUN!" I  yell. There's a lot of pushing and shoving but we finally make our way out and back to the common room. 

"Phew, hopefully Malfoy and his gang ran into that thing and got eaten" I say hopefully.

Harry, Ron and Neville snort while Hermione gives me a small smile. It seems like she's distracted.

"What wrong Hermy one?" I ask.

She gives me a dirty look for calling her that but she answers still. "Didn't anyone else notice it was standing on a trap door?" We all shake our heads. "Probably protecting something rather" I suggest.

"Maybe..." Hermione says then zones out again.

"Luckily we didn't end up going to the duel, Malfoy probably meant to set us all up you know" I say to Harry and Ron. 

"Or maybe your just glad because you were scared he would hex you" Ron says nastily.

"Ronald, it isn't nice to be mean you know. Just because you're scared of my awesomeness doesn't mean you have to be a git about it" I say seriously.

Harry sniggers and Ron elbows him in the ribs. He stares at me quizzically for a while before saying, "In your dreams" then he leaves for his dormitory.

I raise my eyebrows at Harry but he just shrugs, he seems as confused as I am.

"Harry does Ron not like me?" I ask.

Harry thinks for a minute. "I don't think that he doesn't like you I think that he just needs a little more time getting used to people."

I nod. I guess that makes sense.

Harry suddenly gasps. I jump, freaked out by the sudden outburst. "The dog! I think he's guarding whatever Hagrid took out of the Gringotts vault the day we went to Diagon Ally!" he says excitedly.

I suck in a shocked breath. "Harry I think you're right!"

We explain this theory to Hermione who agrees with us. "Whatever it is, it must be important" she concludes. After a little conversation about it we go to bed.

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"I love Halloween!" I say to Hermione excitedly.