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"it was Querall I'm telling you." Hermione reetated as the quartet headed towards Hagrids.
"So you think Querall is out to get me?" Aimee asked turning her head towards Hermione.
"Yes," she nodded her brown hair blowing in the wind.
"I'm with her on this one I saw it with my own eyes what happened up in that air and on the ground." Ron added his option into the mix and Neville nodded his head he seemed to think that Ron and Hermione had a solid case on their side.
Aimee stopped and everyone halted behind her. "you may be right." She sighed and rubbed her temples. "And you think it has something to do with that giant dog we saw." Hermione nodded. "Fine" they trudged towards hagrids and knocked on the door.
"OH Aimee." He pulled her into a back breaking hug and ushered them all inside. "Are you ok?" he wrung his hands worriedly.
"I'm fine Hagrid but these three believe that Professor Quearell is after me and it has to do with the giant three headed dog in the castle."
"How de ye know about Fluffy."
"Fluffy." Ron was indignant. "You named that thing Fluffy."
"Sure did I gave him to Dumbledore to guard the…" here he trailed off. "Well never mind that I promise you that Quearell isn't trying to steal anything."
"Yeah sure." Neville snorted and Aimee looked at Hagrid and the shifty way he was moving from foot to foot.
"Hiding what Hagrid?"
"Now that's no mind of yours that's between Dumbeldore and Nicholas Flamel."
"Dang it I shouna said that." He shook his head and the kids all turned around and ran out of the cabin
"See you later Hagrid." They shouted as they ran towards the giant shade tree on the grounds and all slumped down against the thick trunk.
"So it has something to do with Nicholas Flamel which is oddly familiar r to me." Aimee tried to rack her brain to figure out where she'd heard that name before.
"I'm going to the library," Hermione stood up and brushed her self off and Aimee followed her.
"I'm going to talk to Professor Snape."
"Seriously you have an unhealthy fixation with the potions professors." Ron shook his head.
"Shut it Ron I do not." Aimee scowled before leaving the boys to their own devisees and heading up to the castle.
Severus was brewing a new batch of potions for the infiermary and thinking about the Quiddich match that had just occurred he knew who was behind it he just didn't know exactly how Quinnius had gotten involved in everything and his heart was just getting back to its normal rhythm when he heard a knock on his door.
"Come in," he looked up to see Aimee Potter once more grace his door. "Miss. Potter what can I do for you.?"
"Well sir." She twisted her hands. "Hermione is sure that Professor Quearell is after something guarded by a dog named Fluffy yes you see we found out that dogs name is Fluffy Hagrids crazy I know but now Hermione is convinced that Professor Quearell was behind the attack on me and she well she I mean we don't know what to do." She rambled looking at the floor.
Severus tried to steady himself without the young girl noticing his distress. They were piecing everything together all to fast he was only a few steps ahead of him and he was terrified that they would step ahead of him in their knowledge of the situation. Thankfully the girl seemed to have Lily's brain and was willing to come to him for help.
"Is there anything else that you have learned that may distress you?" he wanted to know how far they were and what he was dealing with.
"Only that it has something to do with Nicholas Flamel but we're not sure who he is" he sighed he was going to beat Hagrid to within an inch of his life. He came around his desk and knelt down on the stone floor next to the flame haired child.
"Aimee promise me that you won't go looking for clues or try to figure out who flamel is and if you hear anything please come and talk to me." He was grabbing her arms firmly in his grasp and she pulled away slightly.
"I promise professor," tears sparkled in her emerald eyes and he loosened his grip.
"I'm sorry child," he stood up and straightened his robes. "You may go back to your dorms I'll take it from here." She nodded and turned to leave before turning back and looking at him.
"Thank you professor." She whispered before finding her way out of the dungeons and back up to the Gryffindor common room.
As soon as she was gone Snape sagged into his chair and buried his head in his hands. How was he going to keep ahead of these kids trouble seemed to find them around every corner. But to Amethyst Potter's credit he had to say she didn't go looking for the trouble no it just seemed to come and find her.
George sat on his bed in the third year boys dormitory, his hands were still shaking from the sight of Aimee up there on that broom clinging for dear life he didn't think he'd ever be able to wipe the image of her petrified face out of his mind. He flopped back on his bed and tried to close his eyes tried to think about anything beside's that moment he thought she was about to fall.
A/N thanks for the reviews please review sorry for the long wait next up we have a bit of a time jump and its Christmas time.