Remnant Legacy

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Chapter 6-

Sky and Stone

The days following the "troll incident" had been a great comfort to Harry. Hermione had become even closer friends with her rescuers and more lenient regarding rule breaking, admitting that sometimes, in the right circumstances, rules should be bent if not outright broken if it helped other people. Somehow the story had leaked from the staff to the students, particularly Gryffindor. Harry was lauded for his actions and due to the involvement of Jasmine and Daphne, house tensions had lessened, some even friendly. Ronald Weasley had been severely punished with a month's detention and a 50-point loss for endangering a fellow student. The youngest Weasley brother had been alienated from everyone in the house, with his brothers, even Percy, denying any relation to him and the rest of the house only talked to him if required to.

The day found the small group of friends huddled up beside a tree that grew along the lake, Hermione had conjured bluebell flames which were kept in a jar to help ward off the cold. She had rented a copy of Quidditch Through the Ages to help Harry better understand the game, the dark-haired boy had learned about the various ways a foul could be committed in the game, as well as the history behind the four balls.

Beside the two Gryffindors, Jasmine and Daphne were discussing the history of the magical world, particularly the wizard/goblin wars taught to them in their history of Magic class. The discussed the opposing viewpoints of the wars, mostly how each conflict began and ended; it followed a pattern: the wizards would infringe upon the goblin's rights as sentient beings; the goblins would retaliate; both sides would then escalate things further until treaties were singed to resolve the original issue. While the two did this, Hermione was furiously scribbling notes until her quill broke, making her sigh and bring out a ballpoint pen and continue on with more fervor.

The peace was broken when Snape had confiscated the library book, claiming that they couldn't be taken outside the castle before giving a sneer and walking off.

"That's ridiculous, I asked Madam Prince about where we could take the library books, she said as long aren't damaged, you could take them anywhere on the grounds" Hermione said glaring that the retreating figure. Hermione had developed a friendly relationship with the school's curmudgeon of a librarian; probably because of their mutual fondness of books.

Daphne giggled, "Be glad you only have to take him in small doses, he's known to be petty, often deters others from taking his NEWT courses. Some say that it's to keep others from replacing him; some say he's still working as one of the Dark Lord's agents; he was suspected of being a Death Eater after his fall." She said finishing somberly.

"Death Eaters?" the bushy brunette asked, confused.

"You probably don't know they by that name" Jasmine said stretching to restore her sleeping limbs, "He-Who-Must-Not be named followers, witches and wizards that killed or intimidated others to assert their leaders claim to power" the bronzette said disgust clear in her eyes.

Hermione nodded, "but I don't understand, why won't people say is name, fear of a name only creates increases fear itself" She stated.

The Slytheirn turned to address her friend, "That would be correct, but at the time the name was jinxed, a kind of beacon went off whenever someone said 'Voldemort', the Death Eaters would hone in on the signal and…kill everyone in the vicinity that wasn't a part of their group. Hermione, I don't think you understand the chaos he caused, people no longer trusted each other; everyone lived in fear that they would be next; and he killed muggles and muggle-borns alike. Thankfully he died while going after the Potters; he was fear itself at the time". She said pale at the thought.

Jasmine picked up the conversation, "Anyway back to Snape: he was rumored to be a part He-Who-Must-Not be-Named's inner circle, possibly a spy." She said with finality.

Well, whatever" Harry said, "I'm getting the book back, if you don't hear from me in an hour get McGonagall or Flitwick." He said, getting up at heading after the Potions Master.

During his trek to the dungeons, he thought on Shattermaul's letter to him. The goblin had chastised him for bringing so much attention to himself, but had agreed that it was necessary to save another student and had gained a new ally in the process. Goblins lived to establish connections that primarily benefited them; Harry himself being a prime example.

As he approached his destination, he heard hushed voices. Giving into his natural curiosity, Harry brace himself against a wall and listened in:

"…Thrice damned dog, you try to keep one head at bay and the other two attack. Damnit what was Dumbledore and Flamel thinking bringing that thing to the school. We all put defenses into the Third Floor corridor, no one but Dumbledore know what they all were; it's beyond my duties." Snape was gritting out.

The voice of Filtch, the castle caretaker followed in its gravely tones: "yeah, yeah c'mon let's see it; lift up you robe, that's it."

Harry, following his curiosity, peeked into the room. He saw Filch pulling up Snape's robes, had he been older or of a different mindset, Harry would have missed what else he saw. However, what grabbed his attention was the massive gash on the potion master's leg, Harry recognized the general shape of a dog bite from his uncle's sister and her bulldogs that would attack his every time she decided to visit. He gasped which caught the men's attention, "Potter!" Snape roared, acting on instinct, Harry ran the opposite direction as fast as he could, forgetting the book while trying to digest what he had heard.

The next morning, Harry had written Shattermaul about what he had learned about the Potions professor. While he ate breakfast Oliver had come to check on him. The Gryffindor captain had taken to acting as an older brother to Harry since they met, helping him navigate the castle and helping him get adjusted to school life at Hogwarts."Alright Harry? Listen, were going to start training you on how to counter Slytherin's game. Be sure to be there, this is you and Katie's debut and I want to see the best from you both." With that he left, leaving Harry without an appetite.

Harry was enjoying the new changes in his life after joining the team, he had started to develop a relationship with his new teammates. Fred and George were the school pranksters, often testing their ideas in the form of pranks, which thankfully weren't malicious or harmful. Both were kind and often would tell Harry about their many adventures though the castle and encouraged him to go on his own to discover some secrets of the castle for himself; provided he tell them his findings. Next were the two older Chasers Alicia and Angela. Alicia was of Spanish decent with a temperament and tongue to match, especially when angered. Angel was dark-skinned with her hair in braids, Angela often worked as a buffer between Oliver's fervor with the practically of being students at school; making her the unofficial second-in-command. Last, but certainly not least was Katie Bell, a strawberry blonde with hair that when slightly past her shoulders and sky blue eyes. The two new additions to the team quickly bonded due to having similar back grounds and being kindred spirts both were raised in a non-magic world. Both were athletic, he out a nicety and she because of self-defense classes. They talked about living in the magical world and commenting on how it seemed to be stuck in the 1800's with little to no technology which both found odd seeing as in the last couple of centuries there was no attempt from the magical people to develop magical compatible technology, instead relying solely on magic.

Practice followed with Oliver talking about strategy against their opponents. "Alright everyone, I'll go over this again for our new members: first and foremost: Slytherin. Plays. Dirty. There's no way we can overlook that, they will foul, cheat or injure whomever they can if it means they win. Now what we need to do is score fast and constantly and watch each other's backs out there. Harry, the best way we have to winning without too much Trouble is you find the snitch and catch it. I mean it, you see it, go." With that the team when over different scenarios and tactics.

Soon the day of the match came. Harry sat at the house table eating breakfast; or rather his friends were trying to get him to eat.

"C'mon Harry just a bite of toast"

"I'm not hungry."

"You'll need your strength; eat"

In the end Harry was old able to down a bit and sip of juice.

Jasmine shook her head, "fine no use forcing him. Good luck Harry" she clapped him on the shoulder and headed off.

Hermione gave a quick hug telling him to be careful and not to get himself hurt before following the Ravenclaw. The two were going to cheer for him at the game.

Daphne had told them that Snape was forcing Slytheirn house to stand together in the house box for the first game, she still wished Harry luck as her friend though.

Harry joined the rest of the team in the lockers, changed into his uniform, nerves playing havoc with his stomach and heart. They team soon gathered with Harry beside Oliver.

"Nervous Harry?" the elder asked.

"A little." He admitted, feeling quezzy.

"I figured, I was scared my first game."

"What happened?"

"Took a bludger to the head, was out for a month" Oliver said, then noticed Harry stiffen. "Don't worry, I was older and much less skilled than you are. Just do everything we practiced and you'll be fine." The captain said to his seeker.

The teams strode out to the pitch. The captains shook hands, Flint, the Slytherin leader, trying to crush Oliver's hand in his own. Madam Hooch came between the two "Now I expect a clean, fair game; from all of you", she said, her gaze lingering of the Slytherin team.

"Now on my whistle, Three, two, one!" she blew and the game began.

Once he was in air, Harry felt all the worry and doubts he had all day melt away. He did a lap to get a feel for the match and began to search for the snitch.

As he circled the stadium, idly hearing Lee Jordan, the twin's friend, commentate on the moves and fouls of the other players. There he'd seen a glint of gold, only to find it was the light reflecting off of a Slytheirn Chaser's wrist. He dodged a blunder before one of the twins retaliated in kind.

He ascended again to regain his vantage point over the stadium, he searched, while he did this he could hear the Slytheirn catching up while taking Angelina and Oliver out of the game. He needed act now or they ran the risk of losing.

A glint caught his attention, this time it was the golden orb, floating near the Ravenclaw stands. He began to will his broom towards the ball, when it suddenly bucked, nearly dislocating his arm. He was left handing for dear life.

Hermione lowered her goggles fearing for her friend. Looking back to Jasmine who hand just lowered her own pair. The bronzette's face was pulled into a thin line. She pointed at the staff section "It's Snape, he's chanting something, go!"

Hermione dashed towards the staff stands, her lungs burning as she pushed her body as hard as she could. When she was at the foot of her destination she collided with another body, "sorry excuse me..." she began before a familiar voice stopped her, "Hermione why are you here. Wait, you saw Quirrell as well" Daphne was saying as she helped the brunette to her feet.

The brunette shook her head, "no Jasmine saw Snape chanting something."

Daphne nodded, "Mille saw Quirrell, Come on then!"

The two climbed quickly, balancing each other to keep from falling. They reached the opening where they could see and hear the events around them. Looking to each other the girls nodded and lit the corner of a robe; Herminie lighting Snape's, while Daphne igniting Quirrell's. A few seconds passed before yelps were heard form behind them. Once they reached the bottom of the Stands, the two collapsed before Hermione spoke: "well that was fun," at that both collapsed while dissolving into laughter, sitting back to back.

Harry felt his broom stabilize and hover obediently. He swung himself back onto his broom to cheers from a (mostly) concerned crowd. Desperately, he searched for the snitch and quickly, Slytherin had overcome a heavily damaged Gryffindor team and capturing the ball would secure the win for either team. He found it by the opposing goal posts and rocketed towards it. His counterpart picked up on this and chased after him. The two were within a few feet before the winged ball started to evade erratically leading the games climax; the hunt was on.

The seekers weaved to followed, dodging both ally and enemy. The snitch went into a dive with the two in pursuit. Hunters and prey were skimming the ground, Harry pushed his broom while stretching his arm, grasping. His opponent was within fingertip range, "harry duck!", on instinct, he pressed flattened as a bludger cannoned into the Slytheirn seeker, throwing him from his broom. Harry raised his head seeing one of the red-haired twins and gave the beater a nod and focused on his quarry. He started to stand on the broom, keeping his balance steady, then leapt off to grab the flying ball when it changed diffraction and flew at him. He fell ,rolling on the ground before picking himself up and started to choke. Katie landed by him and pointed to this throat, understanding, Katie encircled her arms around him and began a Heimlich Maneuver. A few pumps did it and the snitch popped out of his throat and into his hands. He showed the ball to Hooch, who blew her whistle and declared Gryffindor the winner.

The crowd cheered as the red and gold players gathered to celebrate with their youngest player. Harry still felt Katie's arms around him as she held him close swaying softly; idly aware of her perfume and the soft feeling against his back.

"Coswalup, why would Professor Snape try ta curse Harry." Hagrid was saying as they walked beside him after telling him what happened at the game.

"But Hagrid, Daphne and I saw him, Snape was looking at Harry, while chanting and not blinking; I read about it recently." Hermione countered.

Hagrid waved her off "Dumbledore trusts him, besides , Snape is one of the teachers protecting the stone." He said before a horrified look covered his face, "Shouldn't have said that, I should not have said that." He grumbled.

"Is this about the Cerberus on the Third Floor?" Jasmine asked.

"How do yeh know bout Fluffy?"

"That thing has a name?!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Well eyh he's mine, lent im to Dumbledore fer the year; now do you know about him?"

"Everyone's been talking about him" Harry said.

Hagrid stopped "now listen all of you, yer messin with things that yeh have no business messin around in. What Fluffy is guardin is between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel!" he said.

A moment passes and the horrified look returned "Err, that's all fer now, got stuff ta do." With that he ran surprisingly fast for such a large man; leaving the students by themselves.

They looked at each other in bewilderment before Hermione spoke, "Flamel, I could swear I've heard about him." With that she took off, Jasmine quickly followed, shouting at her to wait.

Harry noticing that He and Daphne were alone, offered his arm eliciting a smile as the walked back to the castle.

Later that night Gryffindor house celebrated their victory against their rivals, with the twins providing food and drinks, courtesy of the Hogwarts kitchens. Hermione came in about an hour after the celebrations began, looking pleased with herself and told him that she had found something tided to Nicholas Flamael and she would tell him tomorrow before joining the party. Katie soon joined him and stared to dance with him, teaching him a few moves, "just in case" she had said with a wink.

The next morning, Harry was happily chatting with his friends when Hermione joined them, after having some fruit she addressed the group: "Have any of you heart of the Sorcerer's Stone?"

Katie: So on to the second set of girls starting with Gryffindor. Katie Bell is one of the more popular girls to pair Harry up with; she's kind, sporty and has a special bond with Harry due to being teammates. Often I've seen she portrayed as being the girl who casually flirts with the MC (Harry) and helps them get used to interacting with the fairer sex. For purposes of this story, I will be taking this for her character. In addition, I'm not sure what her blood status is, but I'll be making her muggleborn for a subplot I will introduce as the story progresses. Overall, she'll be the 'big sister' to the rest of the girls.