The second week was by far the best week of Christmas Break. Chelsea, Scott and I had bonded more, and Scott and I had spent quality time with our parents. They dropped us off at the train back to Hogwarts, and I saw Draco and introduced him.

"Dad, this is Draco. Draco, this is my father." I said.

My father shook Draco's hand.

"Nice to meet you." He said.

"And this is my mother, and my younger sister Chelsea, and you already know Matty, my older brother." I told him.

He shook their hands as well.

"Pleasure." Draco said.

"Same." My mother told him.

I beamed. They liked him, and that was a good sign.

"Well. We need to go and board the train." I said. "I love you all."

I hugged and kissed all of them, and then Draco, Scott and I boarded the train. Draco and I even sat in the same car as last time, and Pansy came to see us—Scott was sitting with Peter and Carlos.

"So how was your Christmas Draco?" She asked, completely ignoring me.

"It was great! Lana and I had a wonderful time. Show her the locket I gave you." Draco said.

I took the locket out of my shirt, and showed it to her. She gasped, and yet she couldn't help but stare at it.

"It's gold too." I told her. "White gold."

She was speechless.

"I can't help but wear it always. I haven't taken it off since Christmas morning, which was the beginning of last week." I smiled at Draco.

I was having just a little too much fun making her feel badly. Maybe I had spent too much time at Draco's house, where Dobby had been ordered around and spoken to rudely. I needed Hermione. I excused myself, and went looking through the compartments until I found Hermione sitting by herself.

"Hi, Hermione." I said.

She looked up and smiled at me, and we hugged.

"How was your break?" She asked me.

"It was fun. Yours?"

"Great! Mum and Dad say 'hi'."

I smiled. "Well, I had a very surreal experience. Draco even bought me something."

I showed her the locket and she beamed.

"It's beautiful!" She exclaimed. "I can't believe that Malfoy gave you something like that!"

I nodded. "I was amazed too. I would like to keep this a secret from Harry and Ron as well."

Hermione nodded as well. "Yeah, I'll help you with that."

"I spent time with my sister, and my brother, mother and father too. My father was acting weird though. I guess maybe it's just because Draco is a Malfoy, but there is something he's not telling me." I told her.

She smiled. "Parents can't tell you everything."

I nodded. "You're right. Dad beat me at a snowball fight."

Hermione laughed. "Your father beat you in a snowball fight?"

I nodded. "He did."

"That's great."

****

When Hermione and I got back to Hogwarts, Harry and Ron asked me about my Great Aunt. I just told them that the funeral was sad, and that Christmas was still worthwhile. Hermione backed it all up with random facts. I recounted everything for Hermione, and then she decided that we should still be looking for Nicolas Flamel in the books from the library. I nodded.

Before that, however, we wanted to unpack. Hermione and I went to the Girl's Dormitory, and I bumped into Oliver, who was petting Arwen. I had asked him to look after her. I had completely blocked him out of my mind while I was at Draco's, but I had thought about him at my house. Funny how things work, huh?

"Hi, Oliver." I said.

He smiled, and hugged me. "Welcome back Lana. I was sorry to hear about your Great Aunt."

I just smiled as best as I could. He wasn't supposed to hear that side of the story! Now I had lied to Oliver Wood. I started to cry, and ran into my dorm.

"Lana, what's wrong?" Hermione asked me.

"I lied to Oliver." I said.

Hermione sat on my bed and hugged me. "Lana, it's all right. No one ever has to know. Just go out there and talk to him. He really wants to see you."

I wiped my eyes and nodded. When I got out of the room, Oliver opened his arms, and I hugged him. He rested his head on mine, and smiled.

"So how was your break?" He asked me.

"It was nice." I said. "Yours?"

"It would've been better with my best Quidditch player."

"Harry was here, though."

He smiled, and I blushed. He had meant me.

"Oh." I said. "Thanks."

He sat on the couch, and I followed him. I sat down next to him, and he took my hands. He smiled his dazzling smile at me, and I laughed.

"What?" He asked.

"You're doing that on purpose."

"Well, yeah. You need to feel better."

I smiled. "Thanks, Oliver. You're the best."

I hugged him again, and then I looked up at him. Wow. His eyes were amazing, and that smile stunned me. He seemed to notice, but being a 5th year with a girlfriend, he kissed my forehead, and then stood up.

"If you ever need anything, Lana. Just tell me, and I'll be there for you." He hugged me again, and went up to the Boy's Dormitory.

I was screaming in my head. Draco and Oliver. One was my age and very sweet when he tried to be, and the other was amazing and wonderful, and four years older than me. I just slumped back to bed, and lay there petting Arwen, thinking.

****

The next day, Hermione and I went in search of Harry and Ron.

"We found it. I had checked it out weeks ago for a bit of light reading." Hermione set a large book on the table and dust went in swirls.

"That's light?" Ron asked.

Hermione glared at him.

"Yes, and I figured out that Nicolas Flamel would be mentioned in something with History, so we checked the History section, and it was there." I added.

Harry smiled. You know, he has a nice smile too. Not as gorgeous as Oliver's or as sly as Draco's, but it was so cute! Back on schedule now. Hermione read off the little section about Nicolas Flamel and I sighed and smiled.

"Finally. Now I can freely tell you what Dumbledore told me the day that Gringotts was robbed. Nicolas Flamel invented the Sorcerers Stone, and gave it to Dumbledore to protect here. Dumbledore then used Fluffy and other spells and enchantments to protect it." I explained.

"So now Snape wants to take it." Harry said.

I sighed. They were never going to let that go, but hey, I had no choice but to let them think that.

"So, now we just need to figure out how to stop Snape from getting to the Stone." Hermione said.

"That would mean getting past Fluffy, which means that we need Hagrid." I told them.

"Well, then lets go see him." Ron said.

"It's getting dark out so we're going to be breaking curfew." I reminded them.

Hermione smiled at me. "Well, then let's get this over with."

We ran out to Hagrid's hut, and knocked on the door. He opened it up, and kind of looked at the four of us funny.

"What are yeh all doin' here?" He asked us. "I've got no time feh visitors."

He began to shut the door.

"We know about the Sorcerers Stone!" We all said.

Hagrid immediately opened the door back up.

"Well, come on in." He said.

Hagrid was especially weird today. He was wearing an apron, and had oven mitts on his hands. There was a cauldron heated in the fireplace, and Fang was sleeping in the corner. I petted him, and looked over at the cauldron.

"Hagrid, what's in there?" I asked.

"That's not important, Lana. Hagrid, Snape is going to steal the Sorcerers Stone." Harry told Hagrid.

"Again with this Snape business. The Stone is well guarded." Hagrid insisted.

"By spells and enchantments?" I asked.

Hagrid nodded.

"So, what are you doing Hagrid?" I asked again.

Hagrid took a very large egg shaped thing out of the cauldron, and set it on the table. Ron's mouth dropped open.

"I know what that is! But, Hagrid, how did you get it?" Ron asked.

"Got it off a guy down at the pub." Hagrid said.

The egg began to hatch, and the most adorable dragon hatched out of it.

"Hagrid, is that, a dragon?" Hermione asked.

I was amazed. "A dragon?"

"That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback, that is! My brother Charlie works with them in Romania!" Ron exclaimed.

"Hi, Norbert." Hagrid said.

"Norbert?" I asked.

"Well he's got to have a name don't he? Aw, look, he knows his mummy." Hagrid rubbed Norbert's chin, and the dragon coughed fire on his beard, which Hagrid hastily put out. Then Hagrid looked up at the window.

"Who's that?" He asked.

We all turned to the window just as Draco ran away from it.

"Malfoy." Harry said.

As we were walking into the building, Hermione and I just acted as natural as possible.

"Malfoy? Is that bad?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, it's bad." Ron said.

We looked up and saw Draco with Professor McGonagall. I swallowed. The teacher that loved me the most was looking at me with the most disappointed look on her face. Draco was smirking, until he looked at me.

"All of you know that it's against the rules to be out after hours. I think that all five of you will be joining Hagrid in detention. Plus, ten points from each of you." McGonagall said.

"Wait. The five of us?" Draco asked.

"Yes, Malfoy. As honorable as your intentions were, you too were out after hours. You will be joining your classmates in detention." She said sternly.

Ron and Harry were laughing, and Hermione was smiling. I was just glad that since Draco had gotten us detention, he would have to serve it with us.

****

When we went for detention, Draco stayed close to me. Filch led us out to Hagrid and said something about us going into the Forbidden Forest.

"Used to be that detention was served in the dungeon, hanging by their thumbs. God I miss the screaming." Filch said.

I decided to move away from Filch, and walk between Draco and Harry, instead of Filch and Draco. That at least solved that problem, but then we came to Hagrid, who was sad.

"You're not still going on about that dragon, are you?" Filch asked Hagrid.

"Dumbledore's sent Norbert off to Romania." Hagrid told us.

"But that's good, isn't it? He'll be with his own kind." Hermione said.

"Yeah, but what if he don't like Romania? What if the other dragons are mean to him?" Hagrid asked.

Filch rolled his eyes. "Pull yourself together, man."

"I have work to do in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid told us.

"I thought that was just a joke." Draco said. "We can't go in there. First Years aren't allowed. And there are…" There was a howl. "…Werewolves."

I swallowed. "Werewolves are real?"

Draco grabbed my hand and I took it, but I let go when Harry and Ron looked over at me.

"I'll get over it." I said.

Hagrid led us to the edge of the forest, and broke us up into two groups. Hagrid, Ron and Hermione, and Harry, Draco, and me. Draco insisted on having Fang.

"All, right, but I should warn you. He's a bloody coward." Hagrid told us.

Draco gulped, and so did I. I didn't want to be in the Forbidden Forest with a cowardly dog, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy who hated each other and…actually, I was the best at magic in all of my classes, so maybe I would be all right.

I thought that before I saw a hooded figure feeding on a unicorn. The most terrifying creature I had ever seen was feeding upon one of the most magnificent creatures I had ever seen. Before I had time to soak in the whole situation, Fang ran away, and Draco grabbed my hand and dragged me away. After a moment or two, I realized that Harry was still back there, and I stopped.

"Come on!" Draco said.

"No. We have to go back for Harry!" I told him.

Draco sighed. "Fine. We'll go back."

I smiled at him. He was actually going to help me to save Harry? We ran into Hagrid, Ron, and Hermione on the way back, and when we met up with Harry, a Centaur was standing next to him. My jaw dropped.

"You are one of the most magnificent creatures that I have ever seen." I slowly walked over to him, and held out my hand, which he took and kissed. I blushed.

"Thank you, Lana." The Centaur said.

"You know my name?" I asked.

"You are the niece of Albus Dumbledore. I saw you when you were a baby. Still a very bright child. I expect great things from you." He told me.

Then he left, and the seven of us, including Fang, went back up to the castle. That was enough excitement for one night. I had questions to answer after wards though.

****

"Were you holding Malfoy's hand?" Harry asked me.

I shook my head.

"Why would she be holding Malfoy's hand?" Hermione asked them.

"When the Werewolf howled, I saw Malfoy reach for her hand." Ron told her.

"Aha! Malfoy reached for her hand! And what did she do?" Hermione asked.

"She took her hand away…" Harry said.

I smiled. "I guess that answers your question."

Ron nodded. "But, you just seemed like it wasn't that big a deal until Harry and I turned around to you."

"And then he dragged you away when we saw Voldemort tonight." Harry added.

Hermione, Hagrid and Ron shuddered at the mention of his name. I just sat there.

"Well, I can't help it if Draco drags me somewhere. Even if I had known that it was Voldemort…" Another shudder. "…How do I really stop Draco from dragging me away when he's scared? I personally would have stayed if I had known that it was Voldemort." I told them.

"Stop saying his name." Ron said.

"Sorry. I just mean that Harry's my friend, as are all of you, and if I had known that he was truly in danger, I would have stayed. Even Draco couldn't have kept me away."

Hermione smiled at me, and winked, which no one saw except Hagrid.

"Anyways, Lana is the one who forced Draco to go back for you Harry. Without her, we wouldn't have known that you were in trouble." Hermione told him.

Harry beamed, and I blushed.

"Lana. Hermione. I never realized how close you two were." Hagrid said.

"Of course, Hagrid. When Ron made fun of me and I cried in the Girl's Bathroom for the rest of the day missing my classes, Lana stayed with me. She even forced them to come back and save me from the Mountain Troll. I would be a very different person without her." Hermione said.

I beamed. "Hermione is the best friend that anyone could ever have." I blushed and looked over at Harry and Ron. "And so are Harry and Ron."

"Yes, but Hermione is a girl, so you two can talk about things you would rather not talk with us about." Ron added.

"Exactly." Hermione said.

We smiled at each other, and Harry and Ron dropped the subject.