Rosie, Harry and Ron laughed as Norber hiccup, a puff of smoke coming out. Hagrid's eyes narrowed, looking at the window, "Who's that?"

They all whipped to see a head of slicked back platinum blonde hair scampering away.

"Malfoy," Harry growled.

"Oh, dear," Hagrid sighed.

The trio walked back through the corridor as an owl screeched. "Hagrid always wanted a dragon," Harry commented.

"It's crazy," Ron moaned, "And worse, Malfoy knows."

"I don't understand," Harry said confused, "Is that bad?"

Ron gulped at something ahead of them, "It's bad."

They stopped as McGonagall, in her nightgown, appeared, "Good evening."

Malfoy came up smugly behind her. Rosie and Harry glared at him as Ron gulped at McGonagall again.

In McGonagall's classroom, she sat at her desk as the trio stood in front on it, while Malfoy smirked a few feet away. Rosie glared at him again.

"Nothing," McGonagall preached, "I repeat, nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken."

"50?" Harry's mouth dropped open. Rosie and Ron gaped as well.

"Each," McGonagall elaborated, "And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all four of you will receive detention."

Malfoy nodded, then his smile vanished. He stepped forward, "Excuse me, Professor. Perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said... the four of us."

McGonagall looked at him straight faced, "No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. You see, as honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will serve detention with your classmates."

Harry, Ron and Rosie grinned, Draco sagging.

DETENTION

Outside, in the dark of night, the four students were being led to Hagrid's hut by Mr. Filch. "A pity they let the old punishments die. There was a time detention would find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons. God, I miss the screaming."

Draco gulped and Rosie rushed past him to hold Harry's hand. Harry smiled at her and squeezed her hand comfortingly.

"You'll be serving detention with Hagrid tonight. He's got a little job to do inside the dark forest."

Hagrid appeared with a crossbow. He sniffled.

"A sorry lot this, Hagrid. Oh, good God, man, you're not still on about that bloody dragon, are you?"

"Norbert?" Rosie asked curiously. She looked at the Half-giant, "Hagrid? Where is Norbert?"

Hagrid sniffed, "Norbert's gone. Dumbledore sent him off to Romania to live in a colony. What if he don't like it? What if the other dragons are mean to him? He's only a baby, after all."

Rosie patted Hagrid's arm, "There, there, Hagrid. It'll be okay."

"Oh, for Gods sake, pull yourself together, man. You're going into the forest, after all. Got to have your wits about you," Filch complained.

"The forest?" Draco asked, "I thought that was a joke! We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are..." a howl sounded, "... werewolves!"

"There's more than werewolves in those trees, lad. You can be sure of that," Filch said. Draco gulped. Finch sauntered away, "Nighty-night."

Rosie rolled her eyes, "Werewolves aren't as scary as you think, Malfoy. They're just people like you and- well, me."

"Right," Hagrid stood up, "Let's go."

In the Forbidden Forest, the group walked along a path to a tree when Hagrid stopped.

He bent down and dipped his fingers in a silver puddle. He pulled them out, rubbing them together. A silver trail smeared with his fingers.

"Hagrid," Harry asked, scared, "What is that?"

"What we're here for," Hagrid answered, "See that? That's unicorn's blood, that is. I found one dead a few weeks ago. Now, this one's been injured bad by something," Harry suddenly saw a large cloaked figure walking through the trees. He looked back at Hagrid. "So, it's our job to find the poor beast. Ron, Rosie, you'll come with me."

Rosie squeezed Harry's hand, frightened. Ron replied weakly, "Okay."

"And Harry," Hagrid continued, "you'll go with Malfoy."

Harry nodded. Malfoy grimaced, "Alright. Then I get Fang!"

"Fine," Hagrid gruffed, "Just so you know, he's a bloody coward." Fang whined.

Harry and Draco walked through the forest, Fang leading and Draco holding the lamp.

Draco complained the whole time, "You wait till my father hears about this. This is servant's stuff."

"You know," Harry mused aloud, "If I didn't know better, Draco, I'd say you were scared."

"Scared, Potter?" Draco scoffed. Suddenly another howl ripped through the air. Draco started, "Did you hear that? Come on, Fang."

The boys approached a flat ground with gnarled roots all over. Fang stopped and growled. "What is it, Fang?" Harry asked.

Up ahead, a cloaked figure raised its head, silver blood dripping from it's mouth. Harry gasped and grabbed his scar.

Draco paled even more, "AHHHHHHHHH! AHHH!" Draco ran away with Fang.

The figure slid over the unicorn and rose erect. It advanced towards Harry. Harry backed up, scared, but tripped and fell. He crawled backwards. He suddenly heard hoof beats and a figure leaped over Harry and landed near the cloaked figure. It was a silver centaur. It reared and the cloaked figure retreated, flying away. He turned to Harry, "Harry Potter, you must leave. You are known to many creatures here. The forest is not safe at this time. Especially for you."

Harry rose, "But-"

"HARRY!" He turned to see Rosie running up to him with Hagrid, Draco and Ron behind her. She ran into Harry and wrapped her arms around him. Harry huffed when the air was beat out of him but he hugged Rosie.

"Hello there, Firenze. I see you've met our young Mr. Potter. You all right there, Harry?"

Harry nodded, squeezing Rosie to comfort her and reassure her.

"Harry Potter, this is where I leave you. You're safe now. Good luck."

-:+:-

Soon, the end of the year was upon them. The ordeal with the Philosopher's Stone never happened. But Voldemort was still out there and trying. But it was good to see that some things changed.

"You know," Dumbledore was saying while walking with Harry, "I'm sure you are aware that your godmother has been quite adamant to keep you over the summer."

"Yes, sir," Harry agreed quietly, "And will I be able to?"

Dumbledore cocked his head, "Yes, I suppose so. It is a wonder to see Mrs. Black illustrate the very magic that saved you that day Voldemort left you your scar."

"What magic?" Harry asked as they approached a room where up on a stairwell balcony Rosie and Ron were talking.

"Love, Harry, love," Dumbledore answered, patting his head, "The most powerful magic in the world."

Harry gazed up at the railing. Rosie noticed him and looked down with a bright smile.

It was the day they went home came quickly. Students walked around, getting on the great red train.

Harry handed Hedwig to the train man, and walked to an open door with Rosie behind him. They waved to Hagrid. "Come on, Harry," Rosie egged.

"One minute," Harry walked over to Hagrid.

Hagrid smiled down at him, "Thought you were leaving without saying good-bye, didja?" He took a red album out of his coat pocket and handed it to him, "This is for you."

Harry opened the album and saw a picture, moving, of him as a baby with his parents. They were all smiling and waving. Harry smiled.

Hagrid smiled, "Oh, go on... on with you," he said as Harry hugged him.

Harry walked back to Rosie and Ron as Rosie asked, "Ready to go home?"

Harry smiled at her, "Absolutely."

The train whistled as they climbed aboard. As the train started to leave, Harry poked his head out to wave at Hagrid. He then sat back in the compartment and looked at Rosie and Ron. He had a home.

That's the end. I will be continuing. And as the series goes on, you'll notice more changes I've made due to the new timeline.