In the library. Me,Harry and Ron are seated, reading. Hermione comes up with a huge book. She thumps it onto the table. Harry jumps.

"I had you looking in the wrong section! How could I be so stupid? I checked this out a few weeks ago for a bit of light reading." Hermione says.

"This is light?"

"Of course! Here it is! Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!" Hermione says as she glares.

"The what?" Ron and Harry ask and I sigh

"Honestly, don't you two read? "The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It will turn any metal into pure gold and produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal." I explain

"Immortal?" Ron asks.

"It means you'll never die." Hermione says.

" I know what it means!" He exclaims.

"Shh!" I say.

"The only stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicholas Flamel, the noted alchemist, who last year celebrated his 665th birthday!" That's what Fluffy's guarding on the 3rd floor. That's what's under the trapdoor...the Philosopher's Stone!" Hermione explains.We all look at each other.

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Nighttime. Hermione, Ron and Harry are run across the wet ground to Hagrids hut. They knock on the door and it opens. I came along but the only reason I did is because my motherly instincts were kicking in. By that I mean I couldn't help but come because i sensed a dragon egg in the area unprotected so if I didn't go I'd lose control and change unwillingly and probably kill a couple students.

"Hagrid!" Harry shouts.

"Oh, hello. Sorry, don't wish to be rude, but I'm in no fit state to entertain today." He says patting his oven mitts before closing the door.

"We know about the Philosopher's Stone!" The three exclaim.

"Oh." Hagrid says as he opens the door, letting us in.

"We think Snape's trying to steal it." Harry says.

"I think it's Quirrell, I've always been suspicious of him, he's too... I don't know" I say.

"Snape? Blimey, Harry, you're not still on about him, are you?" Hagrid says.

"Finally someone with sense," I smile.

"Hagrid, we know he's after the Stone. We just don't know why." Harry says.

"Snape is one of the teachers protecting the Stone! He's not about to steal it!" Hagrid says.

"What?"

"You heard. Right. Come on, now, I'm a bit preoccupied today."

"Wait a minute. One of the teachers?"

"Of course! There are other things defending the Stone, aren't there? Spells, enchantments."

"That's right. Waste of bloody time, if you ask me. Ain't no one gonna get past Fluffy. Hehe, not a soul knows how. Except for me and Dumbledore. I shouldn't have told you that. I shouldn't have told you that. Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" He says as he puts a dragon egg on the table.

"Uh, Hagrid, what exactly is that?"

"That? It's a ... its um..." Hagrid try's to explain.

"Norwegian Ridgeback egg," I say as I go over and touch it despite the warnings Hagrid had about the egg will burn the flesh if anyone who isn't a dragon.

"How did you do that," Hagrid asks.

"It's a secret," I say

"Anyway I won it. Off a stranger I met down at a pub. Seemed quite glad to be rid off it, as a matter of fact." He says.The egg rattles and cracks. Pieces fly off as a dragon emerges. It squeaks and slips on an egg piece.

"Is that...a dragon?" Hermione squeaks.

"That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback! My brother Charlie works with these in Romania." Ron says. I just said that you doofus.

"Isn't he beautiful? Oh. Bless him, look. He knows his mummy. Hehe. Hallo, Norbert." Hagrid says as the dragon squeaks as it looks at Hagrid.

"Norbert?"

"Yeah, well, he's got to have a name, doesn't he?"

"Don't you, Norbert?" Hagrid asks.

Norbert backs away, hiccups and blows a fireball of fire into Hagrid's beard.

"Ohh! Oooh, ooh, ooh, well...he'll have to be trained up a bit, of course. Who's that?" Hagrid asks and I see the platinum blur.

"Malfoy." I growl and Norbert sniffs me then snuggles me because of my sent only dragons can smell.

"Oh, dear." Hagrid says.

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We walk back through a corridor. An owl screeches.

"Hagrid always wanted a dragon. He told me so the first time I met him." Harry says.

"It's crazy. And worse, Malfoy knows." Ron says and I growl at Malfoy name.

"I don't understand. Is that bad?" Harry says.

"It's bad." I confirm.

We stop as McGonagall, in her nightgown, appears.

"Good evening," she says and I smile at her. Malfoy appears smugly beside her.

"Good evening," I say back and Malfoy's smirk is wiped off his face.

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McGonagall's classroom. The three accused are standing in front of McGonagall's desk, while Malfoy is feet away, smirking and I walk beside him and growl and he cowers.

"Nothing, I repeat, nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Except Athena because of her secret. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken." She says referring to the motherly instincts thing.

"50?!" Harry questions.

"Each. And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all four of you will receive detention." McGonagall says. Malfoy nods, then his smile vanishes.

"Excuse me, Professor. Perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said..."the four of us." Draco asks and I smirk at him.

"No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. You see, as honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will serve detention with your classmates." I laugh at him and McGonagall smiles at me.

Harry, Ron and Hermione grin, and Draco sags.