"Of course!" Harry jumped up and ran over the field. I looked back at Ron and Hermione before getting up and running after him.

"Harry, what is it?"

"Don't you think that it's a bit suspicious that someone just so happened to have an egg that night Hagrid's at the pub? And asks about Fluffy!" Harry ran over to Hagrid and I ran to catch up to him. "Hagrid! Who came to give you Norbert's egg, what did he look like?" Harry asked.

"I don't know what 'e looked like. 'ad a cloak on but he did ask a bit 'bout Fluffy," he informed us.

"What?! What did he ask?" I questioned.

"Not sure, now 'hat I think 'bout it. I did tell 'im that the easiest way to shut Fluffy to sleep was just to play a little bit o' music," his mortified in horror, "oh, I wasn't supposed to 'ell ya 'bout that." He turned around and walked off.

"Come on!" Harry shouted over at us. I groaned but ran along with him to… we're heading to Professor McGonagall's office. I looked back at Ron and Hermione that were trailing behind. I slowed down and waited for them. By the time the three of us made it back to McGonagall's office Harry had already blurted about how we thought someone was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone. I huffed and panted nodded silently along with them. McGonagall handed me a biscuit, ooh a Jammy Dodger… jackpot.

Was it really that bad if I thought that the biscuit gave me some sort of added strength? No… I don't so.

"I can assure you Mr Potter that the Philosopher's Stone a well-guarded and safe. And Dumbledore is on his way to London, he had a emergency call that he had to attend." McGonagall reassured. Well let's say that I wasn't very reassured. We all left her classroom and started to walk to the common room.

"What now?" Ron asked.

"We're going to steal the Stone ourselves. Tonight," Harry said. I smiled, he was a good leader.

"What's Trevor doing there, go away Trevor!" Ron whisper-yelled. Emerging from the sofa came out Neville Longbottom. Wow, wonder how this is going to play out.

"Neville step out of our way." I sneered the inner Malfoy coming out. Neville took a step back but still held his ground.

"No! You're going to get in trouble and then we're not going to win House challenge!" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh for the gods sake yes we will, Dumbledore was a bastard seven years ago I'm pretty sure he'll still be a bastard this year." Neville gave me a confused look before I pointed my wand to his chest, "Petrificus Totalus." I fixed my clothed up a bit and turned to the stunned faces of the trio. "Slytherin remember?" I smirked, walking over to Harry and pulling on the cloak. "Maybe we should wear this."

Once on the third floor on the right hand side of the corridor. Ron muttered a quick Alohomora and we all slipped in. The three headed dog, Fluffy was asleep.

"That's weird." Harry stated.

"It's asleep," I whispered, "Let's go before it wakes up again."

"Yeah," Harry jogged over to trapdoor. We both pushed Fluffy's paw that was landed on top of the trap door.

"Um… isn't it a bit quiet?" Hermione muttered looking down the hole.

"Urgh!" we all turned our heads to Ron who was wiping spit off his shoulder. Slowly our heads looked upwards, all three of the heads of Fluffy snarled at us. I jumped down and dived into the hole, I could still hear the others scream but eventually they fell into the room. I looked around me and widened my eyes.

"Devil's snare!" I shouted. Hermione gasped and looked at me worriedly.

"Calm down guys. If you don't relax it'll only kill you faster," Hermione warned. I tried to calm down but my breathing had gone it types of weird directions. I looked back at Harry to see him gone. Hermione was also gone and Ron was still struggling. I think I was having a panic attack but I could tell as vines wrapped themselves around my body. I choked as a vine attached itself on my neck, suddenly a beam of light spun up and I fell through a hole. I landed roughly on my side. Harry went to check if I was okay.

"M fine," I groaned, steadying myself on both feet. "Come on, let's go." Harry nodded and we headed to a room full of keys and a door on the opposite of us.

"Alohomora!" Ron flicked his wand but the door still wouldn't open. I looked at the keys, I then at some broomsticks in the corner.

"Harry, think you could ride on the broomstick and get the key that'll open the door?" I rubbed my shoulder which I think I dislocated and shakily pointed to the keys that were flying around the room.

"Yeah, but which key would I have to get?" he pondered as we all looked up at the keys.

"You're a seeker you'll find out, it has to be different." I said. Harry nodded and grabbed a broomstick. "I bet you Professor McGonagall set up this trap, and Professor Sprout did the Devil's Snare."

"Yeah, although if all head of house did a trap al well as Dumbledore and Hagrid, Professor Flitwick probably charmed the keys." Hermione thought for a moment on the idea of that being likely to happen and then nodded.

"Harry!" Ron shouted, I turned my attention back to Harry and leapt to the side as Harry sped past and opened the door. We all jumped inside and huffed. I coughed and looked at the room in front of us. Giant chess pieces, I'm betting 100 galleons that Dumbledore thought up this one that evil-

"We're going to have to be chessmen," Ron smiled, "Play the game and win to get out. Well I was a pawn, as well as Hermione. Ron was a night and Harry was bishop, and the game was getting intense. We moved our plays to check and see if this were actual chess… yes, yes it was. Pieces went flying around and I almost got knocked on head… twice. Not once did Ron moved either Hermione or me but since Harry was an important player he didn't have that much of a chance.

"You guys know what I'm going to have to do, then you can make the next move and we win, he'll be in checkmate." Ron said. I closed my eyes, he was going to sacrifice his knight to the queen and use the bishop to put the king in checkmate. He was going to sacrifice himself to us all through to the next chamber.

"No you can't!"

"Do you want Snape to get the Stone?!" I closed my eyes as Ron fell with a loud crashed. Harry put the king in checkmate and we all raced over to Ron.

"We have to go, Hermione stay with Ron. No actually go back and try to get help." Harry said. We both nodded, I stood up and walked to the next room.

The next room smelt a lot like a twelve foot tall, fully grown, mountain troll.

"Does that mean we've alread-"

"Don't jinx us, come on." we both ran into the next room. Once in we were surrounded by black fire and purple fire. With bottles of potions place in front of us, and a little note.

"Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,

Two of us will help you, whichever you would find,

One among us seven will let you move ahead,

Another will transport the drinker back instead,

Two among our number hold only nettle wine,

Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in line.

Choose, unless you wish to stay here for evermore,

To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:

First, however slyly the poison tries to hide

You will always find some on nettle wine's left side;

Second, different are those who stand at either end,

But if you would move onwards neither is your friend;

Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,

Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;

Fourth, the second left and the second on the right

Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight."

I read the note twice and smirked. "This is definitely in my expertise." I looked over at the different potions and turned to Harry. "Take this one to go through the black flame and take this one to come back through the purple flame okay?"

"Wait! You're not coming with me?" Harry asked. I looked over at him and smiled sadly.

"You know I would. I can't because I don't know about the effects that it might have on my Subconscious, it would be too dangerous for me." But I'll be right here when you come back." I smiled and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"What if I can't do it?"

"You did this and more without my help… you can do this." I assured him. He nodded and drank a sip of the red potion I gave him. He walked through the black flame and I waited.

You can do this Harry.