Hello! Were you surprised about Autumn being the seeker instead of Harry? Or, how about that she can fly without a broom? Enjoy!


Autumn's P.O.V

"Seeker? But first years never make the house teams. You must be the youngest quiddtitch player in-.," Ron marveled at my achievement.

"A century. According to McGonagall.," I said happily. I was spun around to face Fred and George.

"Well done, sis. Wood's just told us.," Fred congratulated.

"I swear, if one more person says 'congrats', I'm going to lose it.," I groaned.

"Sorry, but it really is an awesome achievement for someone your age.," George argued.

"Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters.," Ron explained to Harry.

"What do they do?," Harry asked.

"Our job is to make sure our sister and the other teammates don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises though. Rough game, quiddititch.," Fred explained.

"Brutal. But, no one's died in years. Someone does vanish occasionally-.," George added. We were going into the Transfiguration's courtyard. I was getting quite nervous now.

"But they'll turn up in a month or two.," Fred finished as we walked away from them.

"Don't let them scare you, Autumn.," Harry comforted.

"But I never played Quiddtitch in front of this many people before. What if I make a fool of myself?," I asked.

"You won't make a fool of yourself, Autumn. Trust me.," Hermione comforted. I jumped slightly from her sudden appearance.

"Thanks, guys. But I can't shake the feeling something's going to happen at the quiddtitch match."

"Yeah. Gryffindor's gonna win!," Ron exclaimed.

"No. I mean something bad.," I corrected.


"What do you mean 'something bad'?," Ron asked. We were walking up a staircase. It was nightfall and we were headed back to our common room.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling something bad's gonna happen.," I said. The staircase moved from under me and I stumbled, but caught the railing. The others did too.

"What's happening?," Harry asked.

"The staircases change, remember?," Hermione reminded. The staircase moved to another doorway and stopped.

"Let's go this way.," Harry said going to the door.

"Before the staircase moves again.," Ron said scared. I followed Hermione, Ron, and Harry into the doorway to find a corridor filled with cobwebs, and spiderwebs, and dust, and such. Oh, no. This better not be what I think it is!

"Does anybody feel like we shouldn't be here?," Ron asked.

"Sure doesn't look like it.," I answered.

"We're not supposed to be here. This is the third floor. It's forbidden.," Hermione added. A torch came to life next to us.

"Let's go.," Harry suggested. When we turned around, I saw Filch's cat.

"It's Filch's cat!," Hermione whispered.

"Run!," Harry urged. I followed them as they ran through the corridor. As we ran, more torches flamed to life. I saw a door at the end.

"Quick, let's hide through that door!," Harry yelled as we ran to the door. Harry tried to open the door, but to no avail.

"It's locked!," he yelled.

"That's it! We're done for!," Ron cried.

"Oh, move over!," Hermione ordered. She got her wand out and pointed it to the door. I think I know what she's about to do.

"Alohomora!," she cast. I knew it! The unlocking charm! Why didn't I think of that before? The door unlocked and opened.

"Get in.," Hermione whispered as she went in herself. Then, we all went in.

"'Alohomora'?," Ron quoted.

"Standard book of spells, chapter 7.," I sighed. Hermione looked at me.

"Nice.," she complimented.

"Eh. I read on my off time, sometimes.," I shrugged. Hermione and Ron stayed by the door for a few more moments.

"Filch is gone.," Hermione reported. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"He thinks this door's locked.," Ron added.

"It was locked.," I said.

"And for good reason.," Harry said looking at something on the ground. I looked to see a big, black three-headed dog, a Cerberus, is what they called it. I looked at its gigantic heads and saw something under its paw. I squinted my eyes to look closer. It was a trapdoor. Why would there be a trapdoor here? Hermione and Ron stopped in their tracks as the great dog awoke from its nap. It towered over us and all three heads growled, making the other three scream. They flew out the door, with me following close behind. I'm not scared of the Cerberus, I just don't want to get eaten. After I got out, we all tried to close the door, but the Cerberus was strong to keep it open. I tried to make it go back in.

"Come on. Get back in the room. Nice doggy. Nice, big, fluffy doggy. If you go back in, I'll give you a treat later.," I said frantically. The dog went back in at my words, to which surprised me and the others. But not as much as there was a Cerberus in the school building. We hurried back to our dorms, without another word.


As we ran in the common room, we were out of breath.

"What do they think they're doing!? Keeping a thing like that locked up in a school.," Ron asked. I gotta admit, it's not something a school can take care of in the open.

"You don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?," Hermione asked as we got closer to the staircase leading to our dorms.

"I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads! Or maybe you didn't notice. There were three!," Ron exclaimed.

"It was on a trapdoor.," I explained.

"Which means it wasn't there by accident. It's guarding something.," Hermione said.

"'Guarding something'?," Harry asked.

"That's right. Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another idea to get us killed. Or worse, expelled.," Hermione said opening the door. So, I guess there are something's worse than dying, aren't there? I decided to follow her inside to bed. I felt kinda tired now. Probably because running around. Hermione turned to me and crossed her arms over her chest.

"What?," I asked confused.

"When you and Ron got your letters at lunch, you zoned out for a while. What was that about?," she asked.

"It was nothing.," I answered.

"Really? I don't believe that. I know you better than this as to lie, Autumn. Tell the truth.," Hermione urged.

"Alright.," I sighed. I dug into my robe and got the letter out. It was still in its regular condition when I got it.

"You still haven't opened it yet?," Hermione asked.

"I was going to tonight after you went to bed, but since you know about it now, I guess I'll just read it now.," I explained. I turned the letter over and began to rip it open. Hermione moved over to where she can read the letter too. After I ripped the letter open, I took out its contents. I started to read the letter, with Hermione over my shoulder. It read,


Done! Cliffhanger! See you later. Review?