The Potter Twins and the Philosopher's Stone

Chapter 6: Quidditch and Christmas

The next morning, in the great hall. The gang is sitting, eating. Harry is twirling his food on a fork.

Ron, "take a bit of toast, mate, go on."

Michael, "you should really eat something."

Hermione, "Michael and Ron are right, Harry. You're gonna need your strength today."

Harry, "I'm not hungry."

Snape appears at the table.

Snape, "good luck today, Harry. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you…. Even if it is against Slytherin. Oh, and Michael?"

Michael looks at Snape.

Snape, "I hope your tussle from the other day hasn't discouraged you…."

Michael gave a confused look at Snape's kind statement, even as he walked off, limping. Harry notices this.

Harry, "that explains the blood."

Hermione, "blood?"

Harry, "listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping."

Hermione, "but why would anyone go near that dog?"

Michael, "yeah, only someone like Hagrid would be brave enough to go up to that thing."

Harry, "the day we were at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret."

Hermione, "so you're saying…."

Harry, "that's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants."

Michael, "but the question still remains…. What is the furry terror guarding?"

Suddenly, Michael felt ANOTHER roll hit his head!

He turned to see Peeves just barely leaving the room!

Michael, "I'm gonna get that ghost if it kills me!"

Hedwig screeches as she enters the Great Hall. She is carrying a very large, long parcel. She drops it off at the table.

Hermione, "bit early for mail, isn't it?"

Harry, "but I-I never get mail."

Michael, "neither do I."

Ron, "let's open it."

They open it to reveal a broomstick.

Harry, "it's a broomstick!"

Ron, "thats not just any broomstick, Harry. It's a Nimbus 2000!"

Michael, "woah, me and Harry saw these in stores at Diagon Alley!"

Harry, "but who...?"

Harry notices Professor McGonagall up at the head table, stroking Hedwig. She smiles and Harry nods.

….

Later on, inside a Quidditch tower. The Gryffindor team is marching towards the starting gate. They reach it and stop, behind a closed double door.

Oliver, "scared, Harry?"

Harry, "a little."

Oliver, "that's all right. I felt the same way before my first game."

Harry, "what happened?"

Oliver, "er, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head 2 minutes in. Woke up in the hospital a week later."

Harry gulps and looks straight ahead as the doors open. They mount their brooms and zoom out onto the enormous pitch. There is cheering. Lee Jordan, the Quidditch commentator, is announcing from a tower.

Lee, "hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game; Slytherin versus Gryffindor!

Cheering fills the stands.

We see Michael sitting with Ron, Hagrid Neville and Hermione, cheering for his brother!

Michael, "go Harry!"

Neville, "Gryffindor!"

The players take their positions in the air in a circle. Harry weaves in, highest amongst. He looks down.

Lee, "the players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game."

Hooch, "now, I want a nice clean game…. From all of you."

She looks at Slytherin. She kicks the trunk, and the bludgers zoom out.

Lee, "the bludgers are up…. Followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember, the snitch is worth 150 points. The seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game."

The snitch zooms around each Seeker's head, then disappears. Hooch grabs the Quaffle.

Lee, "the Quaffle is released…. And the game begins!"

Gryffindor takes possession of the ball and a chaser, Angelia Johnson, zooms past the Slytherins towards their goal, and throws the ball, and scores! There is a ding.

Lee, "Angelina Johnson scores! 10 points for Gryffindor! "

He presses a button and a 10 shows up beside a plaque with Gryffindor's name.

Harry, in the air, claps.

Harry, "yes", a bludger suddenly zooms by him, "whoa!"

In the stands, Gryffindor cheers.

Michael, "you can do it!"

Hagrid, "well done!"

Lee, "Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to Captain Marcus Flint."

Flint dodges people and throws for the Gryffindor hoops. Oliver appears and whacks the ball away with his broom. He smirks at Flint, who glares. Johnson and Katie Bell pass the Quaffle back and forth as they strategize to score. Johnson takes it, throws, and once again scores!

Ron and Seamus, "yay!"

Michael, "alright!"

Harry, "yes!"

Lee, "another 10 points to Gryffindor!"

He adds another 10 to the score with a ding.

The Gryffindors keep cheering.

The Slytherins decide to get messy. They dodge, kick, and try to score. Once again, Oliver blocks.

Flint, "give me that!"

He grabs a beaters bat from one and whacks a bludger right at Oliver. It hits Oliver directly in the stomach and he plummets to the ground, knocked out.

This causes the entire audience to boo; Harry is visibly upset as the Slytherins laugh. The Slytherin members head off. One jumps over George, (or Fred), and scores. Lee adds 10 points to the plaque with Slytherin's name. Harry is upset again. Slytherin cheers.

Flint says to his teammates, "take that side!"

They box Johnson in and send her into the capes covering one of the towers. She falls down and is out. The crowd boos. Slytherin scores once again.

Suddenly, Harry sees the Snitch. He starts to head off after it and then suddenly his broom starts bucking and turning.

Harry, "whoa! Whooa!"

Hagrid, "what's going on with Harry's broomstick?"

Michael, "I dunno, but it doesn't look good!"

Hermione looks through binoculars at Harry, then at Snape, who is visibly muttering.

Hermione, "it's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!"

Ron, "jinxing the broom? What do we do?"

Michael didn't know why, but what Hermione had just said…. It seemed…. Off to him, somehow….

Hermione, "leave it to me."

She hands Ron her binoculars and leaves the stands.

Harry is knocked and thrown around, then falls, dangling by one arm from the broom.

Ron, "come on, Hermione!"

Michael, "whatever she has planned, she better do it now!"

Hermione is hurrying up in the tower structures. She appears underneath Snape and touches his cloak with her wand.

Hermione says quietly, "Lacarnum Inflamarae."

A spark ignites and Snape's cloak catches fire. Hermione quickly leaves.

A man notices and yells, "fire! You're on fire!"

Snape, "what? Oh!"

He knocks the man back, who falls into Quirrell, who then also falls. Snape bats out the fire and acts as though nothing happened. The broom stops bucking, and Harry climbs back on. The Slytherin seeker is after the Snitch. Harry takes off.

Ron, "go!"

Michael, "go go!"

Hagrid, "go go go!"

Harry rams the Slytherin Seeker, then is butted out. He returns, smashing the Seeker again as the Snitch dives. The boys follow, but they approach the ground quickly. The Slytherin Seeker backs out, and Harry pulls up his broom as he follows the Snitch, feet above the ground. Harry stands up, and steps forward, trying to grab the ball. He goes too far, and topples off the broom with a yelp, tumbling on the ground. He gets up and lurches. The crowd gasps. Hermione appears beside a tower to see.

Hagrid, "looks like he's gonna be sick!"

Michael, "no, wait…. Look!"

Harry lurches and the Snitch pops out of his mouth. It lands in his hands.

Lee, "he's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch!"

Hooch blows her whistle whilst riding on her broomstick, "Gryffindor wins!"

The crowd cheers in joy including Gryffindor. No, especially Gryffindor!

Draco yells dismayed, "no!"

Hagrid, "yes!"

Hermione, "whoo-hoo!"

Michael, "way to go, Harry!"

McGonagall giggles happily. Harry raises the Snitch into the air and the crowd, and his team, cheers.

Crowd, "go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor!"

….

Harry, Michael, Hermione and Ron are walking along a path with Hagrid, talking. Michael has Fleet resting on his shoulder.

Hagrid, "nonsense! Why would Snape put a curse on Harry's broom?"

Michael, "yeah, it seems a little odd, even for him."

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

Hagrid turns to them, suspiciously, "who told you 'bout Fluffy?"

Ron, "Fluffy?"

Hermione, "that thing has a name?"

Hagrid, "well, of course he's got a name. He's mine."

Michael, "only you would name a three-headed dog; Fluffy, Hagrid."

Hagrid, "aye, I bought him off an Irish feller I met down at the pub last year. Then I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the…."

Harry, "yes?"

Hagrid, "shouldn't have said that. No more questions! Don't ask any more questions. That's top secret, that is."

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

Hagrid, "Codswallop. Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher."

Hermione, "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."

Harry, "exactly."

Michael, "it does seem a little suspicious. In fact, the whole thing seemed…. Off…."

Hagrid, "sigh, now, you listen to me, all four of you. You're meddling in things that ought not to be meddled in. It's dangerous. What that dog is guarding is strictly between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel."

Harry and Michael look curious and turn to Ron then back to Hagrid, "Nicholas Flamel?"

Hagrid mumbles to himself, "I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that."

He then leaves, mumbling to himself, "I should have not said that…."

Harry, "Nicholas Flamel", he turns to Hermione, "who's Nicholas Flamel?"

Hermione, "I don't know."

She shakes her head as Michael says, "why do I get the feeling we'll soon find out…?"

….

It is now Christmas at Hogwarts, with snow falling. Hagrid is dragging a massive Christmas tree to the castle.

….

Hermione walks to the Great Hall entrance with her luggage and wearing a scarf as the ghosts are singing Christmas songs.

Ghosts, "Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Ring the Hogwart bell. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas…."

Hermione looks from the massive Christmas tree as Flitwick uses his wand to put another ornament on the tree to Harry and Ron as they play Chess and walks towards them. Michael is sitting nearby, feeding little bits of popcorn to Fleet, who has a tiny little Santa hat plopped stop his head.

Harry, "Knight to E5."

The Knight moves to its destination. Hermione walks up behind Harry.

Ron says with a smug face, "Queen to E5."

Hermione watches as Ron's queen goes over to Harry's knight and whacks the knight with her chair. Ron grins.

Hermione says with a shocked face, "that's totally barbaric!"

Ron; "that's wizard's chess", he looks over to Hermione, "I see you've packed."

Hermione, "I see you haven't."

Ron, "change of plans, my parents decided to go to Romania to visit my brother Charlie. He's studying dragons there."

Michael, "woah, that's so cool!"

Hermione, "good, you can help Harry and Michael, then. They're going to go and look in the library for information on Nicholas Flamel."

Ron, "we've looked a hundred times."

Hermione leans over on the table closer to Ron, Michael and Harry, "bot in the restricted section. Happy Christmas."

Hermione leaves the three boys flabbergasted.

Ron looks at Harry, "I think we've had a bad influence on her."

Michael, "I think you're right…."

….

It is now Christmas morning. Ron is waking Harry and Michael up, yelling from downstairs, "Michael, Harry, wake up! Come on Harry, wake up!"

Harry puts on his glasses and runs out of bed. Michael follows after he picks up Fleet.

They then look down at Ron.

Ron looks up at Harry and Michael and says, "Happy Christmas, Harry, Michael."

Harry and Michael, "Happy Christmas, Ron."

Harry notices Ron's sweater and asks, "what are you wearing?"

Ron looks down at sweater, "oh. My mum made it. It looks like you've both got one too."

Michael, "wait, what?"

Harry, "w-we've got presents?"

Ron, "yeah!"

The twins run down the staircase to see their presents.

Ron, "there they are."

Harry sees a note on the present and opens it, reading it out.

Harry, "your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well."

Harry looks over to Ron, who shrugs his shoulders.

Michael, "wonder what it could be."

Harry then proceeds to open the remainder of his present. He pulls out a blanket-like object

Ron, "what is it?"

Harry looks down at the object, "it's some kind of cloak."

Ron, "well, let's see then, put it on."

Harry then wraps the cloak around his shoulders, making his body invisible

Ron, "whoa!"

Michael, "no way!"

Harry looks down at his invisible body, "my body's gone!"

Ron, "I know what that is. That must be an invisibility cloak!"

Harry, "I'm invisible?"

Harry spins around, looking down at himself.

Michael, "I should say so!"

Ron, "they're really rare", Ron looks down at the note, "I wonder who gave it to you?"

Harry also looks down at the note, "there was no name. It just said use it well."

Michaek shrugged and said, "I suppose we'll learn some day…."

That's when Michael catches sight of another present with his name on it.

Michael carefully picks it up as Harry and Ron look at him.

Michael sees a note and read it, saying, "this belonged to your mother, and she sought to leave it to me before she died. May it serve you well, when in the face of danger."

Michael opens the present up to see a red and yellow scarf sitting in the box.

Ron, "a scarf?"

Michael, "I guess this belonged to mom…."

Michael pulled the scarf on, and Fleet nuzzled into the scarf.

Ron, "nice scarf? Did it say who it was from?"

Michael, "no, same as Harry's gift…. I wonder who it was from…?"

….

Late at night...

A lantern and hand appear, but nothing else. The ensemble walks through the dark library and into the Restricted Section. The lamp is put down, and the cloak removed, revealing to be Harry and Michael, who search the bookshelves.

Harry, "famous fire eaters…. 15th Century Fiends…. Flamel…. Nicholas Flamel…. Where are you?"

Michael looks over several books, muttering, "flora…. Fauna…. Fangface…."

Harry picks up a book and opens it. A man's face appears from between the pages, which screams madly and loudly. Harry immediately slams the book shuts and puts it back.

Michael mutters, "uh oh…."

Filch, "who's there?!"

Harry whips around, and quickly grabs his cloak, causing the lamp to fall and shatter. Michael quickly hides with his brother under the cloak.

Filch, "I know you're in there. You can't hide."

Harry and Michael manage to creep around Filch."

Filch, "who is it? Show yourself!"

Harry and Michael run from the room, breathing heavily. They exit into the hall, where Mrs. Norris is, who meows and begins to follow them. The twins run around a corner, just as Snape and Quirrell appear. Snape pushes Quirrell into the wall.

Quirrell, "Severus…. I-I thought…."

Snape, "you don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell."

Quirrell, "w-what do you m-mean?"

Snape, "you know perfectly well what I mean."

Snape senses something who causes Harry and Michael to stop breathing. Snape reaches out to grab something, but doesn't. He whips his finger back in front of Quirrell's face.

Snape, "we'll have another chat soon…. When you've had time to decide where your loyalties lie."

Filch arrives, carrying the broken lantern.

Filch, "oh, Professors. I found this, in the Restricted Section. It's still hot. That means there's a student out of bed."

Upon hearing this, Snape and Quirrell dart off with Filch….

….

A door opens, and closes. On the other side, there is a vast, empty room that has a large mirror in the center, known as the Mirror of Erised. Harry and Michael appear and walk over to the mirror. In the reflection, they are shocked to see two people appear. Their late parents, James and Lily Potter!

Michael, "Mum?"

Lily nods and smiles.

Harry, "Dad?"

James nods and smiles. Harry reaches out to touch them, but only gets the mirror.

Then, his mother puts her hand on his shoulder. He puts his own hand on his own shoulders, as if trying to feel her there.

Michael sees something else, though. Not just his brother and parents, but someone holding onto him. He couldn't make out their features though. He couldn't tell if the figure was a boy or a girl!

Harry and Michael were both very confused.

….

Back in the boy's dormitory in Gryffindor tower, Harry and Michael come whipping in, invisible.

Harry, "Ron! You've really got to see this!"

Michael, "Ron! You've got to see this!"

They pull back the covers. Ron wakes up.

Harry, "Ron, Ron, come on. Get out of bed!"

Ron, "ngh, why?"

Harry, "there's something you've got to see."

Michael, "yeah, come on!"

….

Back in the room. Michael, Harry and Ron appear as if magically and Harry runs to the mirror.

Harry, "come on. Come. Come look, it's our parents!"

Michael, "and someone else, but I can't quite see everything."

Ron, "I only see me."

Harry moves over, "look in properly. Go on. Stand there. There. You see them, don't you? That's our dad"

Ron, "that's me! Only, I'm head boy…. And I'm holding the Quidditch cup! And bloody hell, I'm Quidditch Captain too! I look good. Harry, Michael, do you think this mirror shows the future?"

Harry, "how can it? Both of our parents are dead."

Harry and Michael give somber looks.

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