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Ron, Harry, and Hermione (mostly Hermione) filled me in on their plan and how they ran into a 3 headed dog named fluffy on the third-floor corridor, about Nicolas Flamel, and the philosopher stone.
"A three-headed dog?" I questioned with a shock filled face "So that's what almost killed me?"
"We discovered it back in September after we went to have a midnight duel with Malfoy" Harry informed me as he took a sip of pumpkin juice.
"When did you discover Fluffy?" Hermione asked she seemed as though she couldn't be more intrigued.
I looked back at Elliot to see he was talking with Malfoy and his goons "Elliot and I snuck out last month, we snuck into a slightly opened door in complete darkness where we heard a growl and a snap of teeth, we didn't know what was trying to eat us so we ran away and didn't look back" I continued "Also Malfoy was there, who screamed like a little baby" I giggled.
The three of them chuckled along with me.
"Well we think someone is trying to steal the stone," Hermione said confidently
"Who?" I intrigued.
Harry bent his face closer to the table and began to whisper "Snape"
"Professor Snape?" I said in shock, louder than I should have
"Shhhh," The three of them said in unison.
"Sorry" I apologized "I don't think Snape would try and steal the stone, if anything he would be one to protected"
"We saw him after we defeated the troll, he had a large scratch on his leg, clearly from Fluffy's claws," Harry said very confidently.
I looked over to the head table where Professor Snape was talking with Professor Quirrell maybe he was up to something.
"I best be going Elliot would be waiting for me" I informed them.
"What are you doing later?" Hermione asked me.
"Im going to the library to study and finish off my potions essay" I answered.
"Great! You can help us look for more information on the philosopher stone" Hermione said as she looked between Harry and Ron who looked disgusted by the thought of the library "We might be out late though".
I nodded and got up from my seat "I'll meet with you after dinner" was the last thing I said once I went back over to the Slytherin table.
"Hey Elliot" I greeted as I made it to the Slytherin table, I went to sit back in the spot where I was sitting but Draco was sitting there.
"Move Malfoy," I said sternly to the smug platinum blond-haired boy sitting opposite Elliot.
"No, you were over there with the Gryffindorks, Im here now," He said and he turned his head to talk with Goyle completely ignoring my presents.
"Hm, Goyle?" I said sweetly turning my focus to the boy sitting beside Malfoy.
"Yes Sylvia?" He asked as he shoved a cupcake in his mouth "Scoot over please" I grinned.
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the secrets of a pretty boy
Fanfiction"For merlin's sake, Malfoy your nothing but a pretty boy" You've read the story of the boy who lived but have you read Sylvia Rosewood's story? Sylvia Rosewood, a young pureblood born into the wealthiest pureblood family of all, last known heir of...
