Hello my wonderful readers. So, Autumn ate too much and threw up. Looks like she's not doing that again after being shook around like a rag doll. Enjoy!

Autumn's P.O.V

"Nonsense! Why would Snape put a curse on Autumn's broom?," Hagrid asked outraged. We were walking towards Hagrid's hut after I was checked by Madam Pomfry. I tried to get her to take care of my unconscious teammates, but Madam Pomfry was stubborn and insisted on checking.

"A non magical broom at that.," I added. I gotta admit, it was weird. Why would someone try to kill me by jinxing an ordinary broom?

"Who knows? Why was he trying to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween?," Harry asked.

"Harry, I told you once before. They're called a Cerberus.," I sighed.

"Who told you about Fluffy?," Hagrid asked.

"Fluffy?," I asked.

"That thing has a name?," Hermione asked.

"Of course he has a name. He's mine.," Hagrid said.

"Hermione, dogs have feelings too.," I scolded.

"Yeah. Feelings of hunger and wanting to eat you.," Ron grumbled. I glared at him.

"So, how'd you get Fluffy?," I asked interested.

"I bought him off an Irishman I met down at the pub last year. Then I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the-.," he said. Harry, Ron, and Hermione instantly looked up at him when he said that.

"Yes?," Harry asked.

"Should't have said that. No more questions! Don't ask any more questions! That's top-secret, that is.," he scolded.

"But Hagrid, whatever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it.," Harry argued.

"Codswallop. Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher.," Hagrid tried to dismiss. Harry was as stubborn as I was in some cases.

"Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when I see one. I've read all about them. You've got to keep eye contact, and Snape wasn't blinking.," Hermione came in.

"Exactly.," Harry said.

"Yeah. Well, Professor Quirrell wasn't blinking either, you know.," I argued.

"Professor Quirrell?," Ron asked. I nodded.

"Now, you listen to me, all four of you. You're meddling in things that ought not to be meddled in. It's that dog is guarding is strictly between Professor Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel.," he said.

"Nicholas Flamel?," Harry asked.

"I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that.," Hagrid said while walking away.

"Nicholas Flamel.," Harry repeated.

"Who's Nicholas Flamel?," I asked.

"I don't know.," Hermione whispered.

We looked for a month and weeks on end without finding anything on Nichoas Flamel. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I looked all over the library. We even split up to cover more books, but we found nothing. It was Christmastime now, and most of the student were going home for the holidays. I sat with Harry and Ron playing wizard's chess. I played both Harry, to teach him a bit while playing, and Ron, who beat me. Me and Ron's game went on for a while, but I guess that makes sense with a 'chess master' for a twin brother. I was sitting next to Harry, watching Harry and Ron's game now.

"Knight to E-5.," Harry ordered. The knight moved by itself to the said spot. Ron looked over the board to find moves that won't kill him.

"Queen to E-5.," he smirked. The queen moved up to the knight and hit it with her chair.

"That's totally barbaric!," a voice exclaimed. I jumped from hearing Hermione's voice suddenly.

"That's wizard's chess.," I said.

"I see you've packed.," Ron observed. I looked sideways towards Hermione. She indeed have a trunk and had a scarf around her neck.

"I see you haven't.," she countered. Has he even started!? If he didn't, I'm going to go ballistic.

"Change of plans. Our parents decided to Romania to visit our brother Charlie. He's studying dragons there.," he said. I turned to him quickly.

"And why wasn't I informed of this 'change of plans'?," I asked slightly angry.

"I thought Fred, George, or Percy would've told you.," Ron answered.

"Apparently not. They probably thought YOU would. I mean, you are my TWIN brother, after all.," I said standing up.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to unpack everything and try to find a hex/jinx.," I excused myself walking away.

"Happy Christmas!," Hermione called.

"Merry Christmas, Hermione!," I called back.

"Sorry!," Ron called.

"Yeah, yeah.," I called waving my hand to the side dismissing his apology. I then stomped my way to the dorms to unpack my things, while finding a hex or a jinx.

Ron's P.O.V(AN: Finally! Another P.O.V! Let's get to it! Might be short though.)

"Sorry!," I called out to my twin sister. Maybe I should've told her, in case she didn't already know.

"Yeah, yeah.," I heard Autumn call back. I saw her hand dismiss what I said. She must be angry with me. I feel guilty now. Hermione turned back to me.

"You better talk to her soon, Ron. She always goes through with what she says. But, since you and Autumn are staying, you can help Harry then. He's going to look in the library for information on Nicholas Flamel.," Hermione advised. If what Hermione says is true, Autumn will be multi-tasking with her unpacking and spell-searching. I looked at Harry in astonishment that he would go looking AGAIN.

"We've looked a hundred times!," I exclaimed. I may be exaggerating, but we DID look a lot of times since the first Quidditch match. Harry slightly nodded in agreement when Hermione leaned down onto the table.

"Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas.," she whispered. And with that, she walked away with her trunk. I turned to Harry.

"I think we've had a bad influence on her.," I whispered to Harry.

"Yeah, I think so too. So, aren't you going to talk to Autumn?," he asked.

"Bloody hell, Harry! When she's angry like that! If you walk up to her like that, that's an instant death, mate!," I exclaimed.

"Does she get that angry often?," he asked.

"Fortunately, no. It takes a great deal of time to calm her down though. I'm going to let her cool off before I try talking to her.," I said.

"Let's hope it'll be before she finds a hex or a jinx.," Harry shivered.

"After this game, I'll try finding my brothers and getting their help with this.," I said ending the conversation. Harry nodded and looked back down at the board. We began playing again.

Autumn's P.O.V

I was reading my books again on my bed. I finished unpacking an hour ago and had my Transfigurations book out. Now that I've cooled down from before, I may have overreacted towards Ron. I can't really blame him. We did have a lot of siblings here, and he just thought that one of them would've told me. AT LEAST ONE! I suddenly heard a knock at the door. I sighed, closed my book, and went to answer the door, as I was the only one in here. I opened the door to find Harry and Ron standing before me.

"What are you doing here?," I asked Harry.

"Ron came to say something.," Harry answered nudging him forward.

"Who now?," I asked. I wasn't going to be speaking to Ron at this moment in time.

"Wow, sis. That's a bit harsh, don't you think?," Ron asked. I sighed and turned to Harry.

"Tell Ron that I won't be speaking to him at this moment in time. Thank you, and goodbye.," I said closing the door. I waited on the other side of the door for a couple of minutes before opening it again to find Harry and Ron about to go down the stairs.

"I was kidding, guys! Learn to take a joke, would you?," I giggled. They turned around and smiled. Ron ran up and hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry. I should've told you instead of waiting for someone else to.," Ron apologized.

"I'm sorry too, Ron. I overreacted and put out my anger on you. I shouldn't've done either of those things.," I apologized back. Ron and I broke our hug.

"We're okay now, right?," Ron asked.

"Yes, Ron. We're good.," I smiled.

"Should we go look for Nichloas Flamel again? To kill time and get our minds of things, you know.," Harry suggested. I looked over Ron to Harry and nodded.

"Good idea, Harry.," I agreed. With that said, we started our journey to the library once again.

Done. What did you think? I had a little bit of sibling love in this chapter. I just had to add it in somewhere! See you later. Review?