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(Past-1st year)Scarlet:
"Oh I am going to miss you so much" cried Nana, as she held on to me. I could feel my face going red.
"Nana, I have to go otherwise the train will leave" I complained. My grandmother sighed, and wiped her tears away.
"Your just like your mother" she said as she hugged me one last time. I gave her a sad smile. Talking about my mother was a hard subject on both of us. My mother was murdered when I was a baby. Nana didn't like to talk much about her, because she would end up crying in the end. I never knew my father, Nana said he left right after he found out my mother was pregnant. But in the back of my mind, I could tell she was lying, because I still remember a curly haired man staring at me when I was a baby.
"Bye Nana" I said after she kissed my forehead.
"I am Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley" said the ginger-haired boy.
"I am Scarlet Anderson" I said.
"I am Harry. Harry Potter" said the dark haired boy.
My eyes widened, as Ron stared agape.
Hermoine stared at Ron, unimpressed.
"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well its not very good is it? Of course I have only tried a few simple spells myself, and they have all worked for me. For example" she said as she pointed her wand at Harry's glasses, while Harry tenses. "Oculus Reparo" she said, and soon enough, Harry's glasses were fixed.
"That's better isn't it? Holy cricket, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermoine Granger and you two are...?
"I am Scarlet, and its nice to meet you" I said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you too." She says, before she turns to look at Ron.
"I'm Ron Weasley."
"Pleasure. You three better change into your clothes, I expect we'll be arriving soon."
"SCARLET ANDERSON" McGonagall yells.
I took a deep breath as I walked up and sat on the stool. She gently placed the Sorting Hat on my head.
"Ahhh...another Anderson. Just like your mother aren't you."
Please not Slytherin. Please not Slytherin.
"Or maybe your like your father. Let's see...hmmmm...your Brave and Loyal, I know where to put you...GRYFFINDOR!"
I grinned.
"The staircases change remember" I said, as the stairs stopped at a new place.
"Come on, lets go this way" said Harry.
"Before the stairs move again" added Ron. Harry opened the door, which allowed access to a dark room.
"Does anyone feel like we shouldn't be here?" I asked.
"We're not supposed to be here. This is the 3rd floor. It's forbidden" replied Hermione.
Suddenly, Mrs. Norris comes running in and meows.
"Let's go" Harry says.
"It's Filch's cat!" exclaims Ron.
"Run!"
We run, until we reach a door at the end of corridor. Harry tried to open the door but it was locked.
"It's locked!" exclaimed Harry.
"That's it, we're done for!" moans Ron.
"Oh, move over!" says Hermoine as pushes through and pulls out her wand
"Alohomora" she says and the door opens.
"Get in."
We all rushed in and closed the door.
"Alohomora?" Ron questions.
"Standard book of spells, Chapter 7" replies Hermione.
We could hear Filch's voice from outside.
"Anyone here, my sweet?"
"Well then com on"
"I think Filch is gone" I said.
"Probably thinks this door's locked" said Ron.
"It was locked" Hermione says.
"And for good reason" says Harry.
Me, Ron, and Hermione turned around to see what Harry was talking about. And in front of us, is a large 3-headed dog, growling at us.
"AHHHH!"
"Oh! Oh, my goodness! E-Explain yourselves, all of you!" says McGonagall
"Well, what it is..." Me, Ron, and Harry start to say until Hermione interrupts.
"It's my fault, Professor McGonagall" she says, which shocks all of us.
"Ms. Granger?" asks a shocked McGonagall.
"I went looking for the troll. I'd read about them and thought I could handle it. But I was wrong. If Harry and Ron hadn't come and found me...I'd probably be dead" explains Hermione.
"Be that as it may...it was an extremely foolish thing to do. I would have expected more rational behaviour on your part, Ms. Granger. 5 points will be taken from Gryffindor for your serious lack of judgment. As for you two gentlemen I just hope you realize how fortunate you are. Not many students could take on a full grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale. 5 points...will be awarded to each of you. For sheer dumb luck."
"That explains the blood" murmurs Harry.
"Blood?" Ron asks.
"Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping" Harry explains.
"But why would anyone go near that dog?" I asked.
"The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret" says Harry
"So you're saying..." says Hermione
"That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants."
"You mean, You-Know-Who's out there, right now, in the forest?" I asked.
"But he's weak. He's living off the unicorns. Don't you see? We had it wrong. Snape doesn't want the stone for himself, he wants the stone for Voldemort. With the Elixir of Life, Voldemort will be strong again. He'll come back" says Harry.
"But if he comes back, you don't think he'll try to kill you, do you?" asks Ron.
" I think if he'd had the chance, he might have tried to kill me tonight" says Harry
Ron gulps as he says, "And to think, I've been worrying about my Potions final!"
" Hang on a minute. We're forgetting one thing. Who's the one wizard Voldemort always feared?" says Hermoine.
" Dumbledore! As long as Dumbledore's around, you're safe. As long as Dumbledore's around, you can't be touched. "
Harry walks away, back to the train door where we are waiting.
"It feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?" asks Hermione.
"I'm not going home. Not really." replies Harry. I smile.
