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It's been a week since the class has continued and the four of us have become more bothered by the mystery guy we had discovered more than a month ago. The pile of assignments especially in Potions made us feel worse and overwhelmed, except for Hermione who seems very eager to answer each one of them and Iro who only suffers in Charms and Astronomy.
"AHG!!! I can't believe we still haven't seen anything about Nicholas Flamel!" Hermione hissed in frustration. Among the four of us, she's the most keen to know how the guy was involved in whatever Fluffy is guarding.
"Be quiet Hermione!" scowled by the boy sitting next to her. His sea-green eyes were focused on reading the parchment in his hands. Iro then without permission grabbed Harry's finished Charms assignments; Harry did the same as well to Iro's Potions and copied each other's answers. It has become our routine since Iro is terrible at Professor Flitwick's class and me and Harry in Snapes'. But of course! There's this bushy brown girl who always squeals at us.
"Seriously, you three? I don't know what to do with you! You'll never learn if you keep doing that." she shrieked, "Anyways, we still have to find who Flamel is." Hermione finished.
"You know Hermione, I think we should solve Harry's problem first." I began, "Snape is refereeing the next Quidditch match. Let's first make sure that Harry's going to leave the Quidditch pitch alive and bones tacked." I finished, which made the two boys nod.
Iro then from the other side of the table leaned closer to the person next to me, "Don't worry Harry, I'll watch over Snape." he whispered, "And if he started to do anything to you, I'll surround him with darkness so he won't see anything. And the good news is no one will suspect me... well except from Professor Dumbledore, who's very much aware of my abilities. But it's okay, I'm sure he'll understand why I had to do that." Iro calmly assured Harry while laughing evilly. I don't know but what he said made all the hair on the back of my neck stood up.
"Iro you're giving me goosebumps, did you know that?" I squeaked, "And how would you possibly do that in a broad daylight. You can't even control your abilities yet."
"Oh is that a challenge? You want me to test it on you Ronny dear?" He teasingly asked, smiling mischievously. I snapped my eyes wide open as I felt the cold shiver rippling in my spine when I remembered the creepy black clouds. I frantically shook my head and leaned closer to Harry for support.
"No Iro, thanks." I then noticed the other two clearly felt the same thing that I had.
"Remind me not to anger Iro, or not to be at his bad side. I don't want my vision to blacken." They both immediately nodded in agreement. We all received a loud humorous laugh from Iro. "Hey I'm just kidding you know. Those clouds also gave me the creeps, and it exhausts the Hades out of me just conjuring those." he assured. After a while of silence, Hermione then started to speak and divert the subject, "Why can't you just not play Harry?" she worriedly asked. But the seeker just shook his head.
"I can't, there's no substitute seeker to fill me in. If I do that, Gryffindor can't play at all" he justified.
"So, what's the plan now? Seriously?" I asked, and glared at Iro when I said the last word. Which he just smirks by the way. I then noticed Hermione release a sigh and signaled us to lean closer to her.
"Iro and I will watch over Snape, and you Ron will focus on Harry. You'd immediately alert us if something is happening to him." We all nodded in her plan.
We continued to do our bloody assignments in the common room, when suddenly, we heard someone jumping, coming in from the portrait door. We looked at its direction and saw the round face of Neville Longbottom. I looked down at his body and saw his two legs stuck together.
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