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CHAPTER 2

"The forbidden forest? Tonight? Really?"Samuel, a third year asked.

"Yeah, filch caught us out of bed yesterday… McGonagall was really mad." James said.

They were eating breakfast in the great hall when a tawny owl flew past their heads. Letters drop down overhead on the Gryffindor table. Thankfully, none of them was a howler, the two potter sibling were even more grateful that there were no letters addressed to them at all; it meant their parents had yet to know of their night-time stroll.

"Hey Albus, you don't blame me, do you?" whispered James discreetly.

Albus said nothing, buttering his bread and taking a bite out of it.

"It really was none of my fault." Seeing his brother's glare, he recoiled." You wait, al, I'll find an adventure like dad did, and then you'll be begging for a part in it."

"You'll see." he muttered.

Hagrid was meeting the boys after dinner.

Devouring his last piece of treacle tart (like his father, it, too, was his favorite dessert), he and albus (who had managed to give him the cold shoulder since the night before) were led by filch out of the castle and onto the grounds.

"James, al" Hagrid called gruffly, pulling them into a hug, standing in front of his hut. Traces of silver treads adjourned his graying hair and beard.

"Like father like son, yer dad did the same thing when he was yer age, helpin' me ship Norbert an' all."

James and albus had heard the story of Norbert the dragon about a million times, but filch looked up suspiciously.

"Who's Norbert?"

Hagrid pretended he hadn't heard the question (which was easy because he was partially deaf anyway, both from old age and an unhappy incident involving a unicorn and pixies after the war).

They trudged to the side of the forest.

"So, what are we going to do today, Hagrid?"albus asked nervously after filch had left, sometimes his lack of courage annoyed James who thought it would be best if his little brother had been placed by the sorting hat in Slytherin.

"Oh, er, I figured yeh could- 'please be flobberworms, pleased be flobberworms', James silently pleaded- help me with collectin' gnomes fer class tomorrow."Hagrid replied.

James cursed; catching gnomes meant he'd have to be on his knees for hours. And the little buggers always bit him. Hard. He knew how much it would mean to hagrid if he helped, hagrid wasn't exactly young anymore, but de-gnoming was torture for him.

" alright, hagrid" albus said,' but I didn't know there were any in the forest.'

'there isn't a lo', but there is a spot, they like roots, and plenty in the forest, gnomes, there's a place in the forest, they aren't garden gnomes, they're…well, they're wilder, sorta vicious."

For a moment, the boys froze, hagrid's interpretation of "vicious' was a mad- bull sort of way "vicious". James groaned inwardly, if he lost a finger, there would be no more late night expeditions anymore, on his word.

They followed hagrid into the forest. Shadows loomed and the slanted as the canopy ahead started to get tried his hardest not to trip over the thick entanglement of roots. Slowly, their breaths came out in Smokey puffs, it wad cooler in her than outside. The darker it got, the more grateful they were for hagrid's light. A lone wolf howled in the distance and James felt an ominous feeling as he watched hagrid's light flicker.

Sensing their distress, hagrid turned.' We're almost there."

He pushed a low-hanging bush aside, revealing a clearing with Moe-hill like mounds of dirt around.

"What er yeh waitin' fer?"Hagrid asked. He handed them a sack each," fill em up."

James and albus bent down, both shooting each other worried looks when a growl came from within the small mounds.

"Ouch!' James heard albus yell, pulling away rather quickly as a small brown head poked out of the hole. It was a gnome but its small beady eyes were fierce, the usual mischievous smirks were now a scowl and it had furry tuft of purple hair on its back; overall it looked like a wild angry moldy potato. It was altogether a complete different behavior from the gnomes that resided at the burrow.

"Hagrid…"James called out warily when they were half way through, "what's wrong with these trolls? They look different… and they act different…"

Hagrid, who was during this time pulling the little creatures out by their purple hair, answered cheerily" well, I got Luna Lovegood( who was ,coincidentally, now a world-renowned naturalist) to 'ave a look in it, she said traces of dark magic 'round 'ere was changing the lil' fellas.'"

"what do you mean 'dark magic'?" albus asked, voice trembling, he was still nursing his swollen thumb.

"ye'know, this was the spot yeh dad faced Voldermort." Hagrid said cheerily," yer mean to say, yer don't know?"

"Dad never really talks about it…"

"Bet he didn't, I was the only person here who wasn't a death eater here that day, 'side from harry."

"Said he had the resurrection stone with him and lost it here."

"Resurrection stone?"

"Rumors say that the stone can bring back the dead, yer dad had it, and Dumbledore'd given it to him.'

"Bloody hell, dad didn't even tell us!" albus exclaimed, sitting down having caught his bagful already.

"Anyway, they're all rumors… would have saw it if yer dad did drop it here. Yer should really get yer back to now…"hagrid stood up and looked around." Don't want to get back when the doors are already locked. Might get detention again."

The boys got up and brushed their pants, lugging the two sinfully large bags.

Hagrid's light was beginning to fade in the darkness ahead when a large gnome ran past James.

Having the reflexes of a seeker he was, he caught it swiftly, dangling the creature from its legs.

It was holding a large black smooth stone with a crack down the middle

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