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Chapter Seven The Philosophers Stone

Rose woke up that morning with a bad feeling. She got up and brushed her hair. Hermione wasn't up yet. Which was strange, usually she was the first one up. Rose walked over to Hermione's bed.

"Hermione?" she pulled her shoulder. "Hermione, are…. Are you crying?"

Rose definitely saw tears when she looked up. "What the matter?"

The whole story came out, how Hagrid had a dragon and Harry, Ron and herself would give the dragon too Charlie, Ron's brother, Charlie worked with dragons and would bring it back with him to Romania. But Malfoy ratted them out to Filch and Harry and Hermione were caught being out of there dorms at one o clock in the night.

Neville was caught too, and brought to the professor as was Malfoy. Harry, Hermione and Neville lost 50 points and Malfoy too.

"Well," Rose said while she swallowed. "50 points isn't that bad, could've been worse. You will earn it back with all your good answers."

Hermione shock her head. "50 each." Her voice sounded unnaturally high.

Rose coughed when she choked. "150 points!"

Hermione buried her head in her arms and cried again. "I'm sorry Hermione, it's just, well you tried to help Hagrid didn't you? You had good reason. Maybe….Hey maybe no one will notice?!"

But everybody noticed. Hermione and Neville fell silent during the days. Everyone ignored them except for the Slytherins who as they past them were cheering and clapping for them.

Harry seemed to suffer the most. He was off course the most known and admired. Now he was the most hated. Rose felt for him and she and Ron stood by them telling them to ignore everyone. Although Hermione had told her not to curse anyone if they said anything. Rose couldn't hold her temper as two fourth years from Slytherin cheered for yet another time to Harry and Neville while they were walking to Charms class.

She cursed them with the same curse Malfoy had used on Neville and she got an hour detention from it.

"You didn't have to do that," Neville said depressed.

"Off course I do," Rose said still panting with anger.

Two nights later Ron and Rose waved them out as Harry, Hermione and Neville went down for their detention.

Rose and Ron spend their evening playing chess. But Ron was so ridiculously good at it that she turned to bed early.

The next day after they had their classes Harry and Rose had met up in the Library. They would study together for Potions, but their book was laying useless on the side of the table as Harry told her what happened in the forest.

"So you think that was Voldemort in the forest?"

Harry frowned. "I didn't know there was someone who called him by his name, everyone else wouldn't dare too."

Rose pulled her shoulders but wanted to go on with their conversation. Her grandfather had told her that if she would fear to speak the Dark Lords name out loud she would only increase her fear for him.

"Wait don't you think that maybe he wants the Philosophers stone to become immortal!"

Harry nodded. "That was my thought exactly."

"But it's protected, you won't be in danger Harry," Rose told him. "And with that, my grandfather is here. Nothing can happen to you while he's here."

Harry sighed. "I suppose your right." He rubbed his lightning shaped scar. "I wish this headache would go away though."

Exams came and Neville and herself were resting by the lake, looking at the clouds.

"That one's a sheep, I tell you," Neville said.

"No it's just a… well," she grinned. "A really ugly cat."

"If you mean it looks like Mrs. Norris, I agree."

Fred and George, Lee Jordan and Fabian came walking towards them.

"Hey, Rose, look at this," Fred said. He whispered a spell on the water and a big tentacle came up to the surface.

"Oh my gosh!" Rose and Neville got to their feet quickly.

"What is that?" Rose exclaimed.

"It's a squid," Lee Jordan said.

"C'mon tickle it," George added. "We woke her up especially for you."

"No it will drown you," Neville shrieked.

"No it won't, c'mon you know you want too," Fabian grinned.

Rose stretch out here hand and tickled the tentacle. She laughed out loud and encouraged Neville to try to. The rest of the afternoon they were tickling the squid. The squid seemed to actually enjoy it.

When the sun was setting and the temperature became sultry it became too much a effort to make any movements at all, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati and some Hufflepuf's joined them by the lake to celebrate the end of their exams.

Rose laid down on her back again. She closed her eyes for a little bit. Then she fell asleep.

"Rose…Rose…" a figure spook as it stretched out it's hand. She first couldn't see him as smoke was covering him in shadows.

"Rose, bring me the stone….," the voice spook the figure again.

Rose couldn't speak up. It was like her mouth wasn't even there. "Bring the stone to me Rose!"

The mist was fading. The figure couldn't be described, it was cloaked in black. If she could only get a glimpse….

"Take my hand…"

Rose stretched her hand and took his doubtfully, and when she touched it a terrible pain went through her body.

"BRING ME THE STONE!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Rose screamed in her dream, no. She was awake. But it was still her voice that was crying out.

"ROSE!" Neville exclaimed. "Wake up!"

The pain was so horrible. "MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!"

"Somebody get help!"

"Is she dying?"

"It's taking too long I'll carry her to the hospital wing." Fabian picked her up and Neville ran after him. "Weasley! Get professor McGonnagle!"

There were a lot of voices. Everything was one blur of pain.

"What happened!?" professor McGonnagle asked Fabian, the Weasley twins and Neville.

"I don't know," Fabian answered frustrated. "One minute we were laying down and relaxing. And then suddenly she started to scream her lungs out."

"Anything out of the ordinary?"

"No she must have fallen asleep, but nothing was wrong," now it was Neville that answered, trembling. "Is she going to be alright?"

"Sure Mister Longbottom," professor McGonnagle said, but her eyes betrayed her. "Mister Weasley, both of you, get professor Snape. Run as fast as you can, NOW!"

Rose was still screaming as Snape walked in. "Thank god Severus, come here, quick!"

"How long?" He asked without looking at her.

"Ten minutes maybe more," professor McGonnagle answered.

"Then this has to work for now." Madam Pomprey and professor McGonnagle held Rose tight while Snape pour down the potion he had in his hand.

It took a minute or two but then the pain stopped. Rose dared to open her eyes.

Madam Pomprey, professor McGonnagle and professor Snape were standing around the bed.

"What happened Rose?" professor Mcgonnagle asked.

"I..It…It was a… a….dream…" Then she fainted.

Night had fallen when Rose opened her eyes. She was still shaking. This was the hospital wing. How did she get here. Then she remembered. That dream. The pain. It was abnormal. But somehow they were connected. Who was that cloaked figure.

Then she froze. She heard a howling voice, it came closer and closer. "Hello?"

It was silent for a minute then a ghostly face came right in front of her and howled. The face went right through her and she fainted again. As a voice in her head spook.

"We will meet again!"

It was daylight when she woke up again. Harry sat next to her bed in his pajama and robe reading a book.

"What are you reading?" she asked with a weak voice.

"Hey you're awake," he said closing his book.

"What happened," Rose asked rubbing her eyes.

"Well, something different than just the flu I guess," Harry said.

Rose's memories rushed back again. She shivered. It had been terrifying. And the pain was so intense, nothing like she ever felt again.

"You don't know?" Rose asked she tried to sit up.

"No I have no idea," Harry admit. "Dumbledore said you suffered a lot of pain, it had to do with something you experienced in the past."

Rose frowned at him. "I can't think of anything I'm afraid." She shook her head, she would have to ask him. "Why are you here, Harry."

"Well," Harry explained. "We discovered that Hagrid got Norbert, his dragon, from a stranger in the pub and he unintentionally revealed how to get past Fluffy."

"Oh my gosh!" Rose exclaimed. "That stranger must have been Voldemort. Did he get it?"

"No," Harry smiled. "We thought that Snape was working for Voldemort to get him the stone, in the end it wasn't him though. It was Quirrel."

"Quirrel?" Rose frowned surprised. "Or stuttering Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. He's afraid of his own shadow. I don't believe it."

"It's the truth!" Harry said, realizing how unbelievable it sounded. "Voldemort was on the back of his head. It was like he had two faces. Really horrible look if you ask me."

"No way!"

Harry told her how Hermione and Ron went to the third floor and got through all kinds of enchantments and how in the end Dumbledore told him how Harry had killed Quirrel by touching him."

"So," Rose said bewildered. "Voldemort is gone? But what of the stone then?"

"Two questions I asked Dumbledore too. First one, no, Voldemort isn't gone. I've just delayed him a little bit, he can't get to the stone anymore. Nicolas Flamel chose to destroy the stone." He swallowed. "So him and his wife will die, but Voldemort won't be able to became immortal."

"So he was his friend after all."

"Yes, I think he lied so you wouldn't go after it."

"Well I didn't," Rose grinned. "You did."

Later that day Hermione and Ron finally were let into the Hospital wing. Harry had to tell the whole story again from the moment they had parted ways and what Dumbledore had said about the stone.

"But then," Hermione hesitated. "Then Nicolas Flamel and his wife will die won't they?"

"Yes but my grandfather says: 'to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure'" Rose reassured them.

"I always said he was off his rocker," said Ron, looking quite impressed at how crazy his hero was.

"Don't you think he maybe had planned it this way?" Hermione asked. "I mean with the invisibility cloak and all. It was all to convenient don't you think?"

Rose looked surprised. "He wouldn't do that Hermione! At least, I think he doesn't… No I think about it…"

Harry answered. He's a funny man, your grandfather. I think he sort of wanted to give me a chance. I think he knows more or less everything that goes on here, you know. I reckon he had a pretty good idea we were going to try, and instead of stopping us, he just taught us enough to help. I don't think it was an accident he let me find out how the mirror worked. It's almost like he thought I had the right to face Voldemort if I could..."

Rose nodded. Her grandfather had a hand for that sort of things.

The next day after a lot of begging and blinking with her eyes, Rose and Harry were allowed to go to the feast in the Great Hall.

"You are very persuasive Rose, that was scary good," Harry said laughing as they were walking out of the hospital wing.

"She was the one who helped my mom when she went into labour. She has an soft spot I think," Rose said neglectful. But she knew better, she knew how to use her charms and innocent eyes when she wanted something.

The Great Hall was decorated silver and green and they both moaned. Slytherin had won the housecup off course.

"Oh by the way," Harry remembered. "I'm sorry but we thought we didn't have a choice yesterday. Hermione petrified Neville when he wanted to stop us. So please don't use your fury eyes on us, he was trying to do the good thing. But I know your very protective when it comes to Neville. So I apologize." He awaited her reaction.

Rose looked surprised. "He really did that? Neville stood up to you?"

Harry was relieved. "Yeah, I thought it was pretty brave of him."

"I think so too," Rose nodded and laughed.

Neville and Rose fell into an embrace when they reached the Gryffindor table. Everyone was greating Harry as if he just had won a war. But it kind of was in the end. Everyone in the great hall pointed at him and even stood up to get a better look. Rose thought it was very disrespectful. Fabian embraced her too saying he had been really worried. It warmed her heart. She started to notice that some of the pointing was meant for her as well.

Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived moments later. The babble died away.

"Another year gone!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "And I must trouble you

with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our

delicious feast. Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding. Slytherin is in first place."

The Slytherin table burst out in cheers. "Yes, Yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "However, recent events must be taken into account." The room went very still. The Slytherins' smiles faded a little.

"Ahem," said Dumbledore. "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes... First, to Mr. Ronald Weasley..." Ron went purple in the face; he looked like a radish with a bad sunburn. "...for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points."

Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling; the stars overhead seemed to quiver.

Percy could be heard telling the other prefects, "My brother, you know! My youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!"

At last there was silence again

"Second, to Miss Hermione Granger... for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points." Hermione buried her face in her arms; Harry strongly suspected she had

burst into tears. Gryffindors up and down the table were beside themselves - they were a hundred points up. "Third - to Mr. Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore. "For pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points."

The din was deafening.

"We are tight with Slytherin!" Hermione screamed to Rose. Dumbledore raised his hand. The room gradually fell silent.

"There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."

Someone standing outside the Great Hall might well have thought some sort of explosion had taken place, so loud was the noise that erupted from the Gryffindor table. Rose had threw her arms around Neville and hugged him, after just one second they disappeard under a pile of people hugging him. He had never won so much as a point for Gryffindor before.

"Which means, Dumbledore called over the storm of applause, for even

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were celebrating the downfall of Slytherin, "we need a little change of decoration."

He clapped his hands. In an instant, the green hangings became scarlet and the silver became gold; the huge Slytherin serpent vanished and a towering Gryffindor lion took its place. Snape was shaking ProfessorMcGonagall's hand, with a horrible, forced smile.

Rose hugged Hermione as they cheered for their victory. It was the best night of her life!

The next day they were heading back to their homes. Rose, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville shared a compartment together. They were talking and laughing as the countryside became greener and tidier, eating Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Beans as they sped past Muggle towns. When they finally arrived at Kings Cross and walked through the barrier, back to the Muggle world.

Rose hugged and kissed her mother who almost cried but tried to keep herself together. She was waiting for them with Neville's grandmother.

Rose was delighted when his grandmother said she was proud of him for bringing the victory for their house.

"How was your year dear?" her mother asked.

Rose thought for a moment. "Eventful. I want you to say hi to someone," Rose added, she had seen Fabian. She pulled him to her mother.

"This is my mother," Rose said. "Mom this is Fabian."

Fabian and her mother shook hands. "You have grown a lot Fabian, the last time I saw you, you were just a little toddler. Look at you now."

"Yeah," Fabian grinned. "I grew a few inches."

Rose was delighted. Fabian gave her a tight hug. "I will let you know about visiting this summer. I have to go, my father is outside waiting."

Rose didn't want him to go but she would see him soon enough.

She and Neville hugged Hermione and said their goodbyes to Ron and Harry.

"Hope you have good summer," she said softly as she looked doubtfully at the Dursley's.

Oh, I will," said Harry, and she was surprised at the grin that was spreading over his face. "They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home. I'm going to have a lot of fun with Dudley this summer..."

The end of book one! Hope you had fun! I sure did writhing it. Next up book two. A bit of spoiler… Instead of Ginny, Rose will get the diary of Tom Riddle. I'm curious how it will turn out. Please feel free to comment! Even if it's about my English. (It's probably awful)