Chapter 15

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January 5th 1992

Having been gone from Hogwarts for two weeks Hermione and Neville are making their way back up to the Gryffindor common room, having only recently arrived back at school, both of them being glad that their trunks were taken up by themselves.

"It feels good to be back." Neville comments as he and Hermione walk, "But I think I'm going to miss Gran."

"I'm definitely going to miss Papa." Hermione responds, her voice quiet.

"You're still worried about how Harry is going react, aren't you?" Neville asks, being able to tell his friend is worried as he knows her so well.

"Can you blame me?" Hermione ask.

"Not at all." Neville responds, "But it's been two weeks, maybe he's had time to think about it, digest it."

"Hopefully." Hermione responds, as they arrive the portrait of the Fat Lady and the use the password that Minerva gave them.

"HERMIONE, NEVILLE." Ron's happy voice calls form one of the chairs and the two of them walk over, "You'll never believe what happened while you were gone." Ron says as the two of them approach.

"Hello Ron, Harry." Hermione says, looking over at Harry who gives her a half smile, one that is full of warmth that gives Hermione hope that maybe things are okay between them.

"What happened?" Neville asks as he and Hermione sit down in the armchairs.

"I got an invisibility cloak for Christmas." Harry reveals as even though he isn't sure he was ready to share that with Fred and George Hermione and Neville are a different matter.

"Really?" Hermione asks.

"That's soo cool." Neville comments.

"Do you know who gave it to you?" Hermione asks, being interested

"No." Harry answers, in truth he is planning on asking Hermione if it was her Dad or if she knows anyone who could have sent it.

"Have you used it? What is It like?" Neville asks curious

"It's hard to explain what it's like." Harry admits, "But, it was great." Harry says with a smile, "Most of the time." Harry admits, there being some pain in his voice.

"What happened?" Hermione asks, kindly.

"I found a mirror, it shows your deepest desire. I saw my family." Harry explains, "I went back three nights in a row.

"That was dangerous Harry, what if you got caught?" Hermione asks, it being clear that she is worried about her friend.

"Honestly, I didn't care." Harry admits, "Which is the problem. Dumbledore found me the third night, said that people go mad looking at the mirror." He explains.

"Where is this mirror?" Neville asks.

"Nev…" Hermione starts to say in a kind voice, knowing why he would be asking.

"I just want to know, Mione." Neville tells his friend.

"Professor Dumbledore said that it is being moved to a new place and he told me not to go looking for it again." Harry says as he and Ron exchange looks, both wondering why Neville would be curious.

"Oh." Neville says, looking disappointed, but before Ron or Harry can asks Fred and George approach the foursome.

"Hey, you lot." Fred says, "End of holidays snowball fight on the grounds, you in?" he asks, causing the four first years to exchange looks.

"Come on it will be fun." George adds.

"Sure."

"Okay."

"Why not."

"It could be fun." Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville respectively say.

"Great, let's go." Fred says and they all get up.

"Harry." Hermione says, reaching out and taking his arm, "Are we alright?" she asks in a whisper.

"Yeah, we are." Harry confirms, "But, um, can we talk later?" he asks.

"Of course." Hermione says with a nod and the two of them exchange smiles before they walk to catch up with the others. "This is going to end very badly, isn't it?" Hermione asks.

"Probably." Harry answers and the two of them exchange amused smirks as they climb out of the portrait hole.


Many hours later, after a very long Snowball fight, Hermione and Harry are the only ones left in the common room, something which isn't an accident, and have been for a little while, but as neither are sure how to start the conversation they have been sitting in silence.

"You can ask me anything." Hermione tells Harry, finally breaking the silence.

"I don't know where to start." Harry admits, "When Hagrid told me what happened to my parents he didn't tell me anything about your parents, your Dad."

"I'm not surprised." Hermione admits, "I don't even know if Hagrid knows the truth, most people don't, but even if he does Albus might have asked him not to tell you to make things easier for you."

"Albus?" Harry asks, sounding shocked.

"Force of habit." Hermione admits, cursing herself as she is usually so careful to make sure that she doesn't make a slip up like that, "I spent a lot of time around Professor Dumbledore growing up, Professor McGonagall too, they're practically family." Hermione reveals.

"Huh." Harry says, trying to digest that, "I hate things being kept from me." He admits, "As long as I can remember things have been kept from me and even if it's for my own protection I'm sick of it. I just want to know the truth." He tells Hermione, sounding frustrated.

"Ask me any question and I'll do my best to answer them." Hermione admits, "But I might not know all the answers."

"You know more than me." Harry tells Hermione.

"That's probably true." Hermione admits.

"Definitely." Harry corrects, "So, we should have grown up together?" Harry asks, not being to imagine what it would have been like to grow up with Hermione.

"Yes, your parents were my godparents." Hermione reveals, "Papa's always told me stories about Aunt Lily and Uncle James."

"You probably know more about them than me." Harry mutters, his voice too quiet for Hermione to hear, "So, your Dad kept trying visit me?" Harry asks.

"Papa." Hermione corrects, "My father who raised me is Papa." She explains, "And yes, I overheard more than one fight on the subject and I know that Papa tried to track down your location, but he couldn't." Hermione explains, "Papa knew that Aunt Lily and Uncle James didn't want you to go to your Uncle and Aunts so he kept fighting, for them, to try and get Albus to see that you shouldn't be there."

"Why didn't Professor Dumbledore listen?" Harry asks, finding it odd to hear Hermione refer to his parents as Uncle James and Aunt Lily.

"From what I overheard you're safe at your relatives' house and he thought that was what mattered most, Papa disagreed." Hermione admits.

"I wish he managed to get through to Professor Dumbledore. I hate it there; I hate it there so much." Harry admits, "I've never met your Papa, but I would choose to stay with him, and you, over them in a second." He admits, not sure why he is telling Hermione that, but needing to as honestly anywhere would be better than the Dursley's, though he can't explain a sudden feeling he has which is telling him that with Hermione and her Father is where he belongs.

"Maybe you saying that will make it possible." Hermione says a hopefulness in her voice, "Once I tell Papa that you don't want to stay at your relatives Papa will do whatever he can to get Albus to agree to you living somewhere else." Hermione reveals, believing that, "I'm sorry Harry, if it wasn't for my dad…..." she starts to say.

"Don't." Harry says, reaching out and taking his friends hand, "You have no reason to apologise for what he did. You are not your father, and you're not to blame for what he did, neither's your Papa." Harry admits, "I've done a lot of thinking and I've realised that the only people to blame for what happened to my parents are Voldemort and Sirius Black, not you." Harry tells Hermione as he realised that if he blamed Hermione for what her father did it would be like blaming him for the Dursley's.

"Thank you, Harry." Hermione says, getting up and hugging her friend, "There's one more thing you should know." Hermione admits as they break apart.

"What is it?" Harry asks.

"My Dad, Sirius, was your godfather." Hermione reveals and Harry looks completely shocked, "In the magical world there are conditions about godparents, and requirements, specific magic involved, and because of that a magical child can only have two godparents, one godfather and one godmother, not two godparents or two godmothers. That's why my Papa couldn't be your godfather too and one reason why Papa didn't have anyone else fill the role of my godparent after ….." Hermione starts to say but trails off.

"My parents died." Harry says and Hermione nods, "If your Dad was so close to my parents why would he betray them?" he asks, needing to know.

"I wish I knew; I've wanted to know the answer to that question for a very long time." Hermione reveals, "But as the ministry doesn't let people visit Azkaban I'll probably never know." Hermione answers and the two of them drift into silence.

"So, Neville knows the truth?" Harry asks, trying to figure out who knows.

"Yes." Hermione confirms, "Technically two of us, actually three of us, have known each other our whole lives, but I remember meeting him when I was five and we've been friends ever since." Hermione explains.

"I knew Neville when we were babies?" Harry asks, being surprised by that.

"Yeah, his parents were friends with both of ours." Hermione explains.

"Huh." Harry says, not being able to help but think about the live he should have, the life that Voldemort and Hermione's Dad stole away from him, "I didn't mention anything you said to Ron, I wasn't sure if you wanted him to know." Harry admits.

"I'm not sure If I'm ready for him to know yet." Hermione admits, "But if you don't want to keep it a secret I'd understand." She says as part of the reason that she hasn't stopped going by Granger is that being at school has made her fearful of how everyone is going to react.

"It's not my secret to tell." Harry admits, "I'll keep yours as long as you need me to."

"Thank you." Hermione says, looking grateful.

"Yeah." Harry says, giving Hermione a half smile, and the two of them drift into silence and for a little while they just sit until they head up to their respective beds.


February 18th 1992

It has been about six weeks classes started up again and ever since Hermione has been able to relax more around Harry and she has even, when he's asked, told him some of the stories that Remus told her, though because she thinks that her father will want to be the one to tell Harry she hasn't told him about The Marauders.

Even though Remus told he not to get involved, Hermione, along with Harry, Ron and Neville are still working to try and figure out who Nicholas Flamel is, but so far they have had no luck.

It is a Tuesday evening and while Harry is at Quidditch practice, and Neville is finishing up something in the library Hermione and Ron are in the common room playing chess against one another. As they play Hermione tries to remember the games she watched between her Papa and Minerva, or her Papa and Albus, to try and help, and it does a little, but not enough as Ron is much better when it comes to chess so she keeps loosing.

As Hermione and Ron are playing chess together Harry walks over and sits down with them. As Ron is concentrating on what he is doing Hermione looks over at Harry and right away she realises that something is wrong,

"What's happened?" Hermione asks worried.

"Snape's going to be refereeing the next Gryffindor Qudditch match." Harry informs Hermione and Ron.

"Why the hell would he do that?" Ron ask.

"No good reason." Harry answers.

"Does he even know anything about Quidditch?" Hermione asks, frowning.

"Somehow I don't think it matters." Harry admits.

"You can't play." Hermione tells him, "Don't play Harry." Hermione says as while her father trusts Snape she doesn't.

"Say you're ill." Ron says.

"Pretend to break your leg." Hermione suggest, not realising until after she speaks that Madam Pompfrey would be able to tell in a second that he was faking.

"Really break your leg." Ron adds.

"I can't." Harry says, looking between his friends, "There isn't a reserve Seeker. If I back out, Gryffindor can't play at all." He explains to his friends.

As Harry speaks the portrait opens and Neville topples into the common room, something which must have been a challenge as his legs have been locked together with the Leg-Locker Curse. As everyone else falls over laughing Hermione jumps up and hurries over to her friend, and preforms the counter-curse

"What happened, Nev?" Hermione asks as she leads him back over to the chairs that Ron and Harry are sitting at.

"Malfoy." Neville answers, his voice slightly shaking as he sits down.

"Of course." Hermione mutters, angrily, wanting to have a few words with her cousin, not that he knows about their family connection.

"I met him outside the library. He said he'd been looking for someone to practice on." Neville adds.

"Report him." Hermione tells her friend, "Go to Professor McGonagall." She suggests.

"No, I really don't want more trouble." Neville explains.

"You've got to stand up to him, Neville." Ron informs him, "He's used to walking all over people, but that's no reason to lie down in front of him and make it easier."

"There's no need to tell me I'm not brave enough to be in Gryffindor, Malfoy's already done that." Neville explains, his voice barely above a whisper as she can barely talk.

"Yes, you are." Hermione assures her friend, "You're one of the bravest people I know."

"Hermione's right." Harry says as he pulls one of the Chocolate Frog cards that Hermione gave him for Christmas out of his pocket, and hands it to him, "You're worth twelve of Malfoy." Harry informs Hermione, "The Sorting Hat chose you for Gryffindor, didn't it? And where's Malfoy? In stinking Slytherin."

"Thanks Harry, Mione." Neville says as he opens the cards, "Here keep the card, for your collection." Neville explains as he hands the card over.

Once Neville hands the card over Harry looks at the card while Hermione reaches over and squeezes her friends knee, giving him a supportive smile.

"Dumbledore again." Harry comments, "He was the first one I ever…" he starts to say.

"Harry?" Hermione asks concerned and Harry leads in and so do the other three.

"I found him." Harry whispers to Hermione, Ron and Neville, "I've found Flamel! I told you I've read the name somewhere before, I read it on the train coming here, listen to this: 'Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work of alchemy with his partner, Nicholas Flamel." Harry reads, causing Hermione, Neville and Ron to look shocked and Hermione to suddenly jump up looking excited.

"Stay here!" Hermione tells her three friends and she goes running upstairs.

"Any idea what is going on?" Ron asks Neville as he has come to learn that Neville usually knows what is going on with Hermione.

"Nope." Neville answers and seconds later Hermione runs back into the room holding an enormous old book.

"I never thought to look in here!" Hermione tells them, "I got it weeks ago for some light reading."

"Light?" Ron asks shocked.

"Be quiet, let me find something." Hermione tells Ron as she quickly flicks through the books, "I knew it! I knew it!" Hermione suddenly says after about a minute.

"Mione?" Neville asks confused.

"Am I allowed to speak yet?" Ron asks curious.

"Nicolas Flamel is the only know making of the Philosopher's Stone." Hermione says in a whisper, having ignored Ron.

"The what?" Harry, Ron and Neville ask, all sounding confused.

"Oh, honestly, don't you three read?" Hermione asks, "Look, read that, there." Hermione says pointing to a place on the page as she pushes the book over to her three friends who all lean in so that they can read all about the Philosopher's stone and its creator.

"See." Hermione says once Harry, Ron and Neville have finished reading, "The dog must be guarding Flamel's Philosopher's Stone! I bet he asked Dumbledore to keep it safe for him, because they're friends and he knew someone was after it, that's why he wanted the Stone moved out of Gringotts!" Hermione explains.

"A stone that makes gold and stops you from ever dying?" Neville asks sounding shocked.

"No wonder Snape's after it! Anyone would want it." Harry realises.

"And that explains why you couldn't find Flamel in the Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry." Ron realises, "He's not exactly recent if he's six hundred and sixty -five, is he?"

"He's really not." Neville realises, "What do we do now?"

"Normally I'd say that we should go to Professor McGonagall or the Headmaster, but I don't know if they'd believe us." Hermione comments, if she could write something like that in a letter she would be writing her father in a second, but she knows that she can't.

"If we say Snape is behind it, I doubt they will; we've all seen how Hagrid has reacted to our suspicion." Harry points out.

"So, like Neville said, what do we do?" Ron asks and the group of four just exchange looks, none of them really sure what to say.


About an hour later, Hermione, Harry, Ron and Neville having spent most of the last hour talking about what is going on. Everyone has headed to bed, but Hermione isn't sleeping or even in her bed she is sitting up in the window sill just staring at the full moon.

"Sorry, Papa." Hermione mutters as she knows she Is doing the very thing that her father asked her not to do, "But I can't leave it alone." She says and for a few minutes Hermione just sits and stares at the moon before she opens her album which is sitting on her legs and flicks to a very specific page.

"I want to hate you." Hermione says to the picture of Sirius that she talks to more often than she'll ever admit to, "I want to hate you so much, but I can't." Hermione admits as she hurriedly wipes a tear, "After what you did, after all the people you hurt, the people you betrayed, I should hate you. I should want nothing to do with you, but I want to meet you and I hate that." Hermione admits, "The way Papa talks about you, the stories he tells… I hate that there's a part of him that still believes that you're innocent, I hate the he so clearly needs you, I hate that he's going to always love you, I hate that a part of me does too." Hermione admits, and once more she has to wipe a tear, "Why can't I just hate you? It would be so much easier." She admits, "But I can't and I don't think I ever will." She says to the picture that she can't help but reach out and touch. As she does Hermione wonders what her Dad looks like now, she wonders what ten years in Azkaban has done to him, and like she does almost every day she wonders if she will ever find the answers to all the questions about him she has.


February 21st 1992

It has been three days since Harry, Hermione, Neville and Ron realised what Fluffy is guarding and ever since they have been talking about what it means and Harry has decided that he has to play in the game the following weekend and because of that, Hermione, without Harry knowing, has started to teach Neville and Ron a way to help if things do go badly during the game, if Snape tries something.

It is a Friday and Hermione, Harry, Neville and Ron are in their weekly torture session, more commonly known as Potions. Since returning from the Christmas holidays Hermione and Harry have been working together in potions as they realised that if they are working together then maybe Snape will just punish them, and not who else they are working with.

As they work together on their potion Hermione and Harry actually find themselves enjoying what they are doing, in fact they are actually talking and almost laughing as they work, though that has more to do with the conversation they are having than anything they are doing.

"POTTER, GRANGER, Ten points each from Gryffindor." Snape's voice says, suddenly cutting over the conversation.

"What for?" Hermione and Harry say together, as Snape walks over to them.

"For not paying attention to what you are doing." Snape says, though the truth is that they are reminding him a little too much of the way James and Sirius used to be right now.

"We are!" Hermione says annoyed, "Our potion is perfect!"

"That's just your, very mistaken opinion." Snape says, "In fact, as you cannot be sure what you've really created." Severus says before pulling his wand and vanishing the potion, "That's for the best."

"That's unfair!" Harry says angrily, "We did nothing wrong!" he says as even though he isn't as good at potions as Hermione he knows that they have been following the instructions perfectly.

"We followed the instructions perfectly, and there was nothing wrong!" Hermione says, becoming angry as she worked really hard on the potion, "You just want to punish us for enjoying ourselves!"

"Detention, both of you." Snape snaps, "See me after class." He says and Hermione and Harry are both about to say something else but as Neville and Ron hurriedly shake their heads at them they both bite their tongues and remain quiet.


Forty minutes later class has finished and Neville and Ron are waiting outside of the dungeon for Harry and Hermione to walks out, which they did after a few minutes.

"What's he going to make you do?" Ron ask as Hermione and Harry walk out.

"We're not sure, we have to wait until tomorrow. But, it's really not going to be pleasant." Hermione explains.

"That it's not." Neville says as the start to walk.

"Snape's a git, but he seems to really hate you two." Ron comments, not understanding why.

"That he does." Harry confirms, "I wish I knew why." He comments.

"It's Snape, who knows if he even has a reason." Ron comments and as he does Harry notices Hermione looking like she is finding her shoes fascinating.

For the next few minutes Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville continue to walk, but when they turn the corner Harry reaches out and stops Hermione from following Neville and Ron.

"You know, don't you? Why Snape hates us?" Harry asks Hermione in a whisper and she nods.

"He went to school with our parents." Hermione explains to Harry, "According to Papa to say he didn't get along with my fathers, your father and their friend Peter would be an understatement." Hermione explains, "Papa said that they are all to blame for the way things were between them and he said that they did things that they aren't proud of." Hermione explains, causing Harry to frown.

"So you're saying that because Snape hated our Dads he's taking that out on us?" Harry asks, sounding annoyed.

"Basically, yes." Hermione answers.

"Great, just great." Harry says sarcastically.

"Yep." Hermione confirms and the two of them once more continue to walk so that they can catch up to Neville and Ron.


February 28th 1992

It has been a little over a week since Hermione and Harry received detention from Snape and since then they have served their detention, which consisted off sorting and dealing with disgusting and slimy things, and even though they have had potions since then they haven't received another detention, but they have lost points.

It is the day of the Quidditch game where Snape will be refereeing and having just said goodbye to Harry, who has no idea what Hermione has been teaching Neville and Ron, the three of them are taking their seats in the stands all three hoping that the game goes well but expecting things to be bad.

"Don't forget, neither of you, it's Locomotor Mortis." Hermione tells Ron and Neville.

"We know, Mione." Neville tells her.

"Don't nag." Ron adds and Hermione rolls her eyes, and as she does she looks out at the stands, and as she does she realises something.

"Oh my gosh." Hermione suddenly says.

"What?" Ron and Neville ask, both sounding worried.

"Professor Dumbledore's here." Hermione reveals, "Harry's safe." She says, sounding relieved.

"Snape could still try something." Ron says.

"Not with Dumbledore watching." Hermione and Neville say together as they both know that there are only a few people who are brave or stupid enough to try something with Albus watching.

"Maybe that's why Snape looks so mean." Ron comments, "And they're off." Ron says, "Ouch." He says seconds later and he turns to see Malfoy who has just poked him in the head.

"Oh, sorry, Weasley, didn't see you there." He comments before looking at Crabbe and Goyle, "Wonder how long Potter's going to stay on his broom this time? Anyone want a bet? What about you, Weasley?" Malfoy asks but Ron doesn't answer as Snape has just awarded Hufflepuff a penalty because George hit a bludger at him.

Even though she logically knows that Harry is safe with Albus watching Hermione still finds herself crossing her fingers in her lap as she watches the match like a hawk.

"You know how I think they choose people for the Gryffindor team?" Malfoy asks as few minutes after he pocked Ron in the head, "It's people they feel sorry for. See, there's Potter, who's got no parents, then there's the Weasleys, who've got no money, you should be on the team, Lonbottom, you've got no brains." Malfoy comments.

"Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione says angrily as even though she is watching the game she heard what Malfoy said.

"I'm worth twelve of you, Malfoy." Neville stutters, trying to be braver than he feels, hearing that Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle all laugh at that.

"You tell him, Neville." Ron tells him.

"Longbottom, if brains were gold you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something." Malfoy comments.

"I'm warning you, Malfoy, one more word." Ron says, getting close to breaking point.

"NEV! RON!" Hermione suddenly says, "Harry…" she starts to say.

"What?" Ron and Neville asks and they both turn to see Harry going into an amazing dive. Harry's dive is so incredible that it draws gasps and cheers from the crowd. Wanting to get a better view Hermione stands up, her crossed fingers in her mouth, as Harry heads to the ground, almost like a bullet.

"You're in luck, Weasley, Potter's obviously spotted some money on the ground!" Malfoy says, trying to make Ron angry.

Just as Malfoy intended Ron snaps at that and before Malfoy can react Ron is on top of him, wrestling him to the ground. As he watches that Neville hesitates for a second and then climbs back over the seats to help.

"Come on, Harry." Hermione says, leaping onto her seat to watch as Harry speed straight at Snape.

As Ron and Malfoy roll under her seat she doesn't even notice but as Neville fights both Crabbe and Goyal Neville manages to say,

"Mione." In a pained voice and that Hermione notices and she quickly pulls her wand and uses a spell to causes Crabbe and Goyal to be thrown away from Neville, and both are knocked out, as well as slightly bloody from Neville. Once she is sure that her friend is okay Hermione quickly turns to the game just in time to see Harry miss Snape by inches and then pull out of the drive, holding the Snitch in his hand as he raises his arm in triumph.

"Thanks." Neville says as he climbs back over and stands next to Hermione, who quickly gives him a hug,

"RON! RON! Where are you?" Hermione asks as she breaks apart from Neville, "The game's over! Harry won! Gryffindor is in the lead!" Hermione says as she dances up on her seat once more and hugs Neville again.

As she hugs Neville Hermione sees Ron and Malfoy rolling on the ground and so she uses the same spell that she used on Crabbe and Goyle to separate the two of them and as they are separated Neville helps Ron to stand up, both of them feeling slightly proud when they realise that Malfoy is bloody too.

"Harry won, come on, we've got to find him." Hermione tells them, knowing that if they don't then they are going to get a lot of trouble.

"Yeah, let's go." Ron says and the three of them head out of the stands, leaving Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyal.


Twenty minutes later Hermione, Ron and Neville have found no sign of Harry and they are starting to become worried, but then in the corridor near the common room Harry comes across Hermione, Ron and Neville.

"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione asks, being the first one to see him.

"We won! You won! We Won!" Ron shouts as he thumps Harry on the back.

"And Ron gave Malfoy a black eye and I tried to take Crabbe and Goyle single-handed! Mione saved me before they could really hurt me, but I think I broke Crabbe's noise." Neville explains, looking amazed, "Talk about showing Slytherin!" Neville explains with a grin.

"Everyone's waiting for you in the common room, we're having a party, Fred and George stole some cakes and stuff from the kitchen." Ron explains.

"Never mind that now." Harry says, "Let's fine an empty room, you wait until you here this." Harry says and he leads the other three to an empty class room and once he is sure that Peeves isn't in the room Harry explains to them all about what he saw and heard in the forest between Snape and Quirrell,

"So were right, it is the Philosopher's stone, and Snape's trying to force Quirrell to help him get it." Harry explains, "He asked if he knew how to get past Fluffy, and he said something about Quirrell's 'hocus pocus', I reckon there are other things guarding the stone apart from Fluffy." Harry comments.

"That would make a lot of sense." Hermione says as that sounds exactly like something Albus would have done, "There's probably loads of enchantments; and Quirrell's most likely done some Anti-Dark spell that Snape needs to break through."

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Harry says, nodding with Hermione's words.

"So you two are saying that you think the Stone's only safe as long as Quirrell stand up to Snape?" Neville asks, looking panicked.

"It will be gone by next Tuesday." Ron says, saying what they are all thinking. Honestly, a part of Hermione wants to do exactly what her Papa suggested and go to Minnie and Albus, but she stops herself when she realises that they don't have any proof and with how trusted Snape is there is a good chance that they won't believe just their word and so Hermione just exchanges worried looks with Harry, Ron and Neville, it being clear that all four of them are worried about what is going to happen next.


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