AN: Someone brought to my attention by leaving a review on the next chapter that I'd accidentally put Daniel's eyes as green in this chapter and blue in the next, so if this appears in your inbox again I am so sorry but I had to change this little error. Thanks, and sorry again.
~Scolander

Muttering filled the hall,
"So that was how they became friends,"
"But she lied... To a teacher..."
"Does he have a death wish?"
"Trolls really are great teachers." Harry rolled his eyes at the last one. Their professors were brilliant, people just didn't see that.

"Are we going to carry on then?" a blonde Ravenclaw yelled,
"Sit down, Smith."
"Well? Are we? How do we know that the rest of his 'exploits' are true. Just because those two were doesn't mean the rest are." the trio looked at each other before the raven-haired boy said,
"Carry on Professor."

A shot of the castle came into view. The screen stopped on an opening in the walls were light was filtering through. Filch stepped out followed by Malfoy, Harry, Hermione and Ron.

"What were you lot doing?" Sirius wondered aloud.
"We had a detention,"
"With Hagrid,"
"Because we tried to convince him to get rid of his pet dragon 'Norbert',"
"Yeah but it didn't work because the palomino ferret over there decided to tell Professor McGonagall,"
"At least Dumbledore got rid of the dragon,"
"Yeah, sent him off to Romania,"
"Oh by the way, Hagrid, Norbert's a Norberta, just thought you'd like to know."
...

"How do they do that?"

"A pity they let the old punishments die, there was a time where detention was either hanging by your thumbs in the dungeon, god I miss the screaming."

Terror-stricken first-years swerved to Dumbledore who smiled serenely down at them,

"Do not fear, I have told Filch he is not to do that. Especially not to first years."
They walked down to Hagrid's hut. The half-giant opened the door as Filch approached,
"You'll be serving detention with Hagrid tonight. You've got a little job to do."

"What did you have to do?" Neville asked, not entirely sure if he actually wanted to know the answer.
"Wait a moment. Mr Potter, why is this detention classified as one of you life-threatening moments?" Professor McGonagall seethed, Firenze just stared worriedly down at the boy, reminiscing on what could have happened had he not got there in time and what happened before he got to him.

"Inside the dark forest. A sorry lot, this, Hagrid." The camera panned to Hagrid sniffing sadly, "Oh good god, man, you're not still on about that bloody dragon are you?"

"DRAGON!" Mrs Weasley promptly stood, "SO THERE WAS A DRAGON! I WAS GIVING YOU BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT THINKING MAYBE YOU WERE JOKING!"
"Mum calm do-"
"And YOU! YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT MY SON KNEW ABOUT AN ILLEGAL DRAGON! YOU WORK AT THE ONLY DRAGON RESERVE IN ROMANIA SO OF COURSE YOU KNEW ALL ABOUT IT!"
"Mollywobbles, come here," Arthur said in a soothing voice, "Come here, that's right, let it out,"
"I'm just so worried for them, Arthur."

Hagrid settled it by readying his crossbow, "Norbert's gone. Dumbledore sent 'im off ter Romania, ter live in a colony."
"Well that's good isn't it? He'll be with his own kind,"

"But he might not like Romania, Hermione, Jeez!" Harry teased.

"Oh, shut up you," she shoved him, her parents watching there interactions. Siblingly love, that's what it was. They were practically siblings.

"Yeah but what if he don' like Romania? What if the other dragons are mean to 'im?"
Current Filch and screen Filch both rolled there eyes. Those that saw didn't know whether to laugh or hide because Filch was still the same.

"'E's only a baby af'erall."
"Oh for God sake, pull yourself together, man. You're going into the forest af'erall. You've got to have yer wits about you." the caretaker leered, his face morphing into a twisted grin.
"The forest? I thought that was a joke.

"You would,"
"We can't go in there! Students aren't allowed.

"Listen to him!" Firenze shouted from the staff tale. Umbridge looked like she was about to be sick, Filthy half-breeds, she thought, But we'll catch them out soon, there's no way they'll like having humans in their forest, no, we'll get them banned this time won't we?
"Dolores?"
"Huh? Oh, hem-hem, let us proceed."

And there are-"
"Awooo"
"Werewolves!" Malfoy finished looking upset.

Lupin currently mirrored this face. There was always one.
"Oh there are more than werewolves in those trees lad. You can be sure of that," Filch broke off, Malfoy still unsure, "Nighty, night." he said as he shuffled off.

"Right, le's go," The screen jumped to the forest, coated in a blue mist. Fang leading the way, closely followed by Hagrid, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Malfoy bringing up the rear. They came to a clearing where Hagrid stooped to put down the crossbow, a pool of silvery liquid lay on the floor by his feet. The half-giant lent down and swirled it with two fingers.

"Hagrid? What is that?" a young Hufflepuff asked, looking slightly sick,

"That'll be revealed shor'ly,"
Hagrid on screen looked saddened by the stuff. The children looked on in confusion and disgust.

"Hagrid...What is that?"

The Hufflepuff who had spoken before sat bolt upright, he'd said exactly same as the Harry Potter. The Harry Potter!
"What we're 'ere for. See that?" he said, the substance dripping off his hand, "That's unicorn bloo' tha' is," Ron gave the half-giant a disbelieving look, "I found one dead, a few weeks ago. Now, this one's been hur' bad by summin'." Harry turned his head as he caught sight of movmement. He stared concernedly as a dark cloak moved through the forest about a hundred yards away.

Harry tensed in his seat. He knew who that was. Those around him failed to notice this, except Ginny.

"It's ok Harry, he's not here." she consoled, Harry leant his head on her shoulder, letting her pat his hair. Ron sent a piercing glare at Harry saying, You hurt her you die. Harry just nodded.

Hagrid saw Harry's head turn and mimicked the movement but saw nothing. Returning his head to it's original place he carried on, "So, it's out job, 'o go an' fin' the poor beast. Ron, 'Ermione you'll come wit' me."
"O-kay," the red-head muttered feeling ill,
"An' Harry, you'll go with Malfoy."

"Hagrid, I don't think that's the best idea," Lupin said from his seat beside Tonks. He knew about the bad blood between the Potter's and Malfoy's, it never turned out well if they were ever within five feet of each other.
"Don't worry, professor, nothing too bad happened." Harry quipped, noticing Malfoy's stony glare at Hagrid.

"Harry, harry, it's Remus to you now, I'm no longer your professor." With good reason, too, thought Umbridge, Filthy half-breeds.

"Okay, then I get Fang!" Malfoy asserted.
"Fine, just so's you know, he's a bloody coward," the smirk dropped from Malfoy's face, and Fang decided now would be a good time to moan. Now the sheet jumped to a scene where Malfoy, Harry and Fang were walking through the forest, lantern lighting their way.

"You wait till my father hears about this!" the blonde sniffed, "This is servant's stuff,"

"Mr Malfoy, are you implying that Hagrid is a servant of Hogwarts?" McGonagall said stiffly. Draco sensed anger from the lioness,
"Of- of course not, Professor. I was merely implying that Hagrid should have servant's who do it for him, my father will hear about this."

"If I didn't know better, Draco,"
Silence.
"HOLY-"
"DID HE JUS-"
"OH MY-"
Harry banged his head on the table. As did Draco. Whispers flew around them once again,
"I didn't know he knew his name,"
"He called him Draco,"
"Why in merlin's name did he?"
Slytherin just sat in a vigilant silence. Glaring at anyone who so much as batted an eyelid their way.

"I'd say you were scared,"

Understanding passed over everyone's faces. It was a jibe.

"Scared, Potter-" a low groan cut him off, "Did you hear that?" he raised the lantern high once more and they continued trecking through the forest, "Come on, Fang. Scared."

A trodden down path marked their way as they came to another clearing. A growl resonated from Fang's mouth,
"What is it Fang?" Harry asked, Draco hyperventilating and looking pale. Harry looked up and froze.
The entire hall held it's breath in anticipation.

The screen jumped to the hooded figure Harry had seen earlier, bending over a luminous grey unicorn. The hair splayed out as it lay on its side, dead.

Everyone ashened. They didn't want to know what it was doing. To kill a unicorn is the most heinous thing to do, to slay something so pure.

Harry reached a hand to his scar. It was irritating him and seeing that thing drinking the blood of the unicorn did not help matters.

Dumbledore looked worried. These pains were happening at that age? It confirmed his theory.

The cloaked being looked up from its feasting position, a feral grin on its face. Silver blood dripped down its chin, the smile showing blood covered teeth.

To say the hall was terrified would be an understatement. To say they were petrified would also be an understatement. Firenze felt his heart drop, he and the centaurs were supposed to protect the forest, how could they let this happen?
Malfoy screamed, startling Fang and they both bolted.

The boy in question would be dead in a second if looks could kill.

Harry, stunned, looked back to the figure and stood as it glided towards him.

"CONSTANT VIGILENCE! WHAT HAVE I TAUGHT YOU BOY? NOTHING! WHERE'S YOUR WAND?" Mad-Eye barked. The boy had shown such potential. Maybe he still had it despite this little hiccup.

Harry moved backwards and the figure flew to a stop in front of him. The thing advanced and Harry backed away, keeping in time with his opponents movements,

"Maybe you do have quality." Moody conceded, anticipating your opponents next move was always a good way to go.
"Mad-Eye, I don't appreciate you telling my godson that he would make a good auror when he is in the middle of almost being KILLED!" Sirius yelled, shocking Harry out of his stupor.

"Sirius? I'm fine, look I'm here aren't I?"

Harry stumbled and fell backwards over a log, subsequently falling to the floor.

Firenze was starting to panic, he didn't remember this part...Wait, this was when he came in. The centaur calmed visibly.

The rumbling of hooves was heard and Harry glanced up sharply only to see a horse-like body soar above him. The horse landed and the shot widened to show it was not a horse, but a centaur. The being ran up to the cloaked figure and started ramming it with its hooves. The black spectre fled into the mists of the forest.

The hall let out a breath as one. Those who recognized the centaur whipped around to look at their Divinations teacher smiling. McGonagallalso recognized him and turned to give him a hug... But she wouldn't do that, no. She's much too proper to be seen giving her colleague a congratulatory hug.

The blue-eyed boy on screen gripped the roots either side of him and pushed himself up. He paced slowly towards the centaur, assuming he was friendly for he had just warded off whatever that thing was.
"Harry Potter,"

Those who hadn't recognized the centaur did recognize his voice. They rejoiced happily inside that their teachers would do anything to protect their students.

"You must leave," Firenze said, moving slightly at the young boy, "You are known to many creatures here,"

"No kidding!"
"The forest is not safe at this time. Especially for you,"

Molly looked gratefully at the centaur, he'd saved her "adopted-but-almost-technically-biological-because-she-cares-for-him-like-she-would-her-own-sons" son.

"But what was that thing you saved me from?" younger Harry asked.
"A monstrous creature. It is a terrible crime to slay a unicorn," Firenze gestured to the dead body.

Many girls started to tear up, fully accepting that the unicorn was dead.

"Drinking the blood of a unicorn will keep you alive even if you are an inch from death. But at a terrible price. For he who has slain something so pure, that from the moment the blood touches your lips you will have a half-life."

Harry winced again, he knew the psychomaniac on a far more than just personal level, and he'd seen how truly vile having a half-life would be. He couldn't comprehend how someone could be that afraid of death.

"A cursed life."
"But who would choose such a life?"

"Oh young and naive Harry,"
"Can you not think of anyone?" the joke was ruined by the pale faces of the twins, they knew exactly who would do something like that, and they didn't like to think their honorary brother was that close to him.

"Can you think of no one?"
"Do you mean to say...That, that thing that killed the unicorn... That was drinking its blood...That was Voldemort?"

Gasps were heard for miles away.
"Dumbledore." the old man shuffled uncomfortably in his chair waiting for Sirius to let rip.
"Now, now Sirius, I'm sure Dumbledore did not know that V-v-voldemort was around the forest. Alas, his sources indicated that the man was somewhere in the Albanian forests," came the calm voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt, who until now had remained silent.
"I'd hardly call him a man," Harry muttered, rubbing his scar.

"Do you know what is hidden in the school at this very moment Mr Potter?"
"The Philosopher's Stone!"

"I don't want to know how you found out about that Mr Potter, but be assured that had I known you went meddling I would've stopped him myself."
"With all due respect, Professor McGonagall, we tried to tell you but you didn't believe us."

Fang barked as Hagrid, Ron and Hermione came back on screen.
"Harry!" the small girl cried,
"Hello there Firenze, I see you've met our young Mr Potter. Alright there, Harry?" Hagrid questioned.
"Harry Potter," the centaur started, "this is where I leave you. You're safe now. Good luck"

The screen went blank.

"Well, what a riveting moment in the forest, I think I'm gonna go...Use the bathroom!" Harry called, grabbing Ron and Hermione by the arms.
"Yeah,uh, we're going too!" they said, trying not to look suspicious but failing miserably.