The next day Harry woke up shivering. Getting out of bed to retrieve a jumper he glanced out the enchanted window which was designed to show what it was like outside, since they were obviously no windows in the dungeons, and saw that it was raining. It was supposed to be summer! Since he was up, Harry decided to get dressed and see whether his Father was up. He was careful not to wake Draco.

Severus was indeed up and he smiled at Harry when he entered the living room. "Is Draco still asleep?" he asked and received a nod from his son. Harry wasn't really sure what to do now, with just him and his Father, so he curled up in an armchair and stared into the fire which his Father had lit.

"Go and wake your brother, Harry, it's time he was up as well. It's time for breakfast." Severus smiled again. Harry went back to their room and shook Draco's shoulder. "Draco! Hey, Draco, get up, breakfast time... come on, Father's waiting."

"Hmm... what? Oh." Draco blinked and sat up. He got dressed in a hurry. Neither of them wanted to make their Father mad. They walked back to where Severus was waiting and then Draco heard the rain. "Oh, no, it's RAINING!" he complained. "I wanted to go outside today!" Harry nodded in agreement. "It's summer, it shouldn't be raining!"

A stern glance from Severus cut them both off. They sat down quietly at the breakfast table and began to eat. "I suppose we could explore the castle instead," Harry suggested. "Sure," agreed Draco. "As long as you're back by lunchtime, I don't have a problem with it," Severus said. "I don't want you missing any meals." The boys nodded. "We'll be back by then," they said, finishing breakfast.

So as soon as breakfast was over Harry and Draco left their quarters and found themselves in the entrance hall. They had been at Hogwarts for a year and yet the realised that they still didn't know much about the castle.

"Where should we go first, Harry?" Draco asked. "You know, I've never seen the Gryffindor common room," he added.

"I have a feeling that we'll get into trouble if we show each other the common rooms. Not that I don't trust you or anything…" Harry trailed off. "But I don't want to get into trouble with Father."

"Well, he doesn't have to know," Draco said, grinning. "Oh yeah, sure," Harry said sarcastically. "And what are we supposed to do, lie to him?" Draco winced.

"Yeah… good point, that didn't go down to well last time…" Draco admitted.

Harry snorted. "That's the understatement of the century. Hey, I wonder where the kitchens are?" he asked. "Any ideas?"

"Not a clue…" Draco said. "But we must look pretty stupid standing here in the entrance hall!"

Harry shrugged. "Let's go somewhere then. I don't know, we could go to the library or something."

Draco snorted. "You've spent way too much time with that Granger."

Harry glared at him. "Leave Hermione alone," he told his brother. " And besides, Father said we had to study for part of the holidays, and I doubt he'll forget that!"

Draco held up his hands in a surrender gesture. "Ok, ok, ok!" he said. "Keep your cool!"

"Yeah, sorry..." Harry apologised. "Maybe the library isn't such a good idea though, there's got to be something better to do!"

Draco grumbled, "If only it weren't raining, I'd say go flying. But that's impossible."

"Yeah, but it is raining," Harry pointed out reasonably.

Draco scowled. "I KNOW THAT!" he yelled. "Merlin, you'd think I was as dumb as Longbottom, the way you're carrying on."

Harry backed off. "Lets not fight again, I don't want to get into anymore trouble with Father!"

Draco sighed. "Sorry."

"No problem, as long as Father doesn't find out!"

"He wont," Draco reassured Harry. Harry looked less than convinced. "But that still leaves us with the problem of where we're going to go…"

By this time they had been stood in the entrance way for about 10 minutes, talking and arguing. Harry sighed. "Come on, lets go this way," he said, starting up the staircase. Draco followed.

"Where are we going, Harry?" Draco asked. "Or are we just going nowhere?"

"Nowhere in particular," Harry answered.

Draco sighed. "What was down that forbidden corridor, anyway? Does anyone know?"

"Erm…" Harry looked at the floor. "Yeah, I kind of know, but we really shouldn't go there! We'd be in so much trouble if we went down there!"

Draco looked at his twin. "Well, what is down there? Tell me."

"A three-headed dog guarding a trapdoor," Harry said bluntly.

Draco's eyes widened. "Oh Merlin... how did you find out, anyway?"

"By accident! And that's nothing compared to what's actually down the trapdoor!"

"Which is?" Draco asked curiously.

Harry sat down on one of the stairs and patted the space next to him, clearly motioning for Draco to sit down. "This could take a while…"

Draco sat. "I'm listening."

"Well, Dad was right… I really do need to work on Herbology. The first thing we encountered was Devil's Snare."

"Bloody hell... Devil's Snare? How in the name of Merlin did you get out of that alive?"

"One word: Hermione!"

Draco arched his eyebrows. "Granger saved your neck... I should have known!"

"Well, who else?" Harry asked. "And she saved Ron's as well!"

Draco snorted. "Well, of course, she saved Weasley's neck. I bet his marks in Herbology are worse than yours."

"Haven't a clue," Harry told him. "But my marks cant have been that bad, because Dad didn't majorly go off and we didn't get into trouble."

Draco nodded. "So what else was there?"

"Enchanted flying keys was next, those things were vicious!" Harry said, trying to sound like it was no big deal.

"Must have been no trouble for you, I suppose... youngest Seeker in a century, I still don't know how come you weren't expelled instead. I'm sure everybody was expecting that."

"Neither was I! I wonder what Dad's reaction was! He was probably having a heart attack!"

Draco grinned. "I bet. His brain was probably about to explode." He laughed. "Was there anything else down there?"

"An enchanted chess set which Ron got us through, although he got himself knocked out in the process," Harry said sobering up, remembering his best-friend lying unconscious on the floor.

Draco looked at his twin. "But Weasley's a good chess player, isn't he? I mean, I've heard him brag about how many times he's beaten Granger, he talks about it in the hallways...why did he get knocked out?" He put a hand on Harry's arm, trying to comfort him.

"He sacrificed himself so me and Hermione could go on and win the game and get to the door at the other side," Harry said.

Draco's eyes widened. "Weasley sacrificed himself?" Being a Slytherin, Draco had never really thought about sacrificing himself for someone else's needs. "What happened then?"

"Me and Hermione had to leave him and carry on! We went through the door at the other side and found a riddle and some potions which dad have obviously set up. Luckily Hermione figured out the riddle…"

"Granger to the rescue again?" Draco grinned. "So then what happened?" he asked quickly.

"I set Hermione back and had to go on alone," Harry told him.

Draco stared. "What... what happened then?" he said, his voice shaking a little for the first time. He'd seen Harry's face pale as Harry thought of what he'd faced.

"Quirrel was in the final room. What the dog and all the enchantments were protecting was the Philosophers Stone! He was trying to get it for Voldemort, he didn't have our inside information. By the way, we'll have a new Defence teacher next year," Harry was shaking slightly, but he was trying to appear strong.

"Quirrell tried to get the stone for You-Know-Who?" Draco asked. His eyes widened. "Why Quirrell?"

"He wanted to help You-Know-Who. You do know what the Philosophers Stone is, right?"

Draco snorted. "Yeah. It's a stone that can make anything turn to gold and make the Elixir of Life. I've heard of it before. But I heard Weasley saying, rather loudly, that he thought Father was after it."

"Yeah, well he was our first guess… he does seem evil when your in Gryffindor!" Harry defended his best friend.

Draco laughed. "Don't let him hear you say that," he muttered.

"Don't worry!' Harry told him. "I'm not that stupid!"

"Oh, I hope not," Draco said, grinning. "After all, we wouldn't want you to be in trouble again, now would we?"

"I don't think either of us want to be in trouble again!" Harry said.

Draco shook his head. "Nope, definitely not," he agreed. "I don't think so."

Harry shuddered. "Definitely not! I much preferred being in Father's good books!"

Draco laughed. "Since when were you ever in Father's good books?" he joked.

Harry stuck his tongue out at his twin. "You haven't been recently either, have you?" he teased.

Draco grinned. "Nope, don't think so."

"Yeah, that's a bit of an understatement! So, where are we going to go?" Harry asked, standing up.