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"So you're saying you're not curious as to what that dog is guarding?" Hermione asked Harry the next day after DADA.

She too had noticed the trapdoor that the dog stood above.

"I didn't say I'm not curious," Harry told her. "I'm just saying that it will be public knowledge sooner or later so there's no real need for me to try and figure it out."

"What do you mean it'll be public knowledge soon?" Hermione questioned not getting at what Harry was saying.

"Think about it," Harry said. "Their keeping a giant here headed dog that could easily kill a man in a school full of children, behind a door that can be opened by a spell first years are able to do. Plus at the start of term feast Dumbledore didn't even give a reason why to stay away from the corridor, which practically dares a student to go and see for themselves. It's only a matter of time before someone goes in there and gets hurt or killed as a result. When that happens word will get out and an investigation will be put in place, and when they see the dog, they'll see the trapdoor, and you can guess the rest."

Harry could see that Hermione believed what he said.

"Well still aren't you curious to know beforehand?"

"A little I guess," Harry admitted. "But still if you wanted to find out more then you would have to find someone who would know about that dog."

As the two continued to walk they passed a boys lavatory in which they heard a loud bang followed soon after by laughter. Harry and Hermione saw two identical redheads come out wearing matching grins, with one of them holding a toilet seat.

"Well looks like we found the adventurous students George," the one twin said.

"I reckon you're right Fred," the other said.

"What do you mean adventurous students?" Hermione asked. "and why do you have a toilet seat?"

"We'll we're referring to you two sneaking around the third floor and what not," one twin said.

Hermione went pale at the fact someone knew they had been on the third floor. Harry on the other hand was suspicious.

"How did you know we were on the third floor?" he asked.

"Not denying it eh?" one twin asked.

"That's the spirit," they both said.

"As for how we knew," the other twin pulled out a piece of parchment from his robe and he and his twin shared a knowing look, as if it were an inside joke, "we have our ways. The question we have for you is how didn't Filch find you?"

"Yeah it looked like he was about to walk in, what happened to change his mind?"

Harry rubbed at his forearms, "I have my ways," he told them slyly.

"George," Fred said to his twin.

"Yes Fred?" George answered.

"I like him."

George grinned. "I was thinking the exact same thing. Guess what I'm thinking right now?"

"Are you thinking we can make a prankster out of him?"

"You know me too well."

"And to answer your question of the toilet seat," Fred said, "our loving mother gave us the idea of blowing up a toilet this year, not intentionally mind you, but we figured it would be funny all the same."

"Toilet seats aside, what can you tell us about the third floor?" George asked.

"Just that you shouldn't go anywhere near it," Hermione told them in a stern tone that probably would have made Professor McGonagall proud.

"Ooh, sounds like a challenge," Fred grinned.

"I'm serious," Hermione scolded. "That floor is restricted for a reason, we only went there by mistake, and I wouldn't recommend going anywhere near there."

The twins shared a laugh. "You remind us of our mum, so if say stay away from there we'll do it mum," Fred joked.

"But then again," George said.

"Rules are meant to be broken," they said in unison.

The twins shared one last laugh before walking down the corridor, toilet seat raised above their heads like a spoil of war.

"Well they seemed like fun," Harry said. And he meant it he imagined they would get along with Leone if she were here.

Halloween took place later that week on Friday. Harry hadn't seen Neville for the beginning of the day, and wondered where he was until he heard the other boy calling to him.

"Hey Harry!" Neville said as he caught up to Harry as he was leaving his class.

"Neville where were you I didn't see you in class?" Harry asked.

"Well Professor Sprout took me to get a new wand," Neville told him. "I haven't actually tried any spells with it yet, but when Olivander gave it to me I just felt much better holding it than I did with my dad's!"

Harry could see that Neville was very excited that he got his own wand, and he hoped that this one would work better for him.

"Well I'm glad to hear that Neville, do you want to head to the great hall? The feast should be starting soon.

Neville nodded and they set off, only to stopped by the Patil twins.

"Harry have you seen Hermione?" Padma asked.

"No I haven't."

"She must still be in there," Pavarti told her sister.

"In where?" Neville asked.

"The girls bathroom. She's been in there all day crying," Pavarti told him.

This news shocked Harry. "Why what happened?"

"Well in charms today we were practicing the levitating charm," Pavarti explained, "Ron was having problems with it, and Hermione tried to help him, but he shrugged her off. After class he made a comment that she was too bossy and didn't have any friends, she's been in the bathroom ever since."

"Me and my sister both went after her," Padma told them, "we told her that wasn't true, but she wouldn't listen."

"Which floor is she on?" Harry asked.

"The first floor," Pavarti told him. "Why?"

She didn't get an answer as Harry took off to the first floor, Neville following behind him.

Arriving outside the bathroom Harry knocked on the door. "Hermione are you in there?"

"Go away," he heard her muffled voice through the door.

"Hermione it's me and Neville," Harry told her.

"What do you want?" she called out from inside.

"Come out and I'll tell you."

"Look I just need to be alone right now okay."

"Hermione don't listen to what Ron said okay," Harry said trying to make her come out. "He doesn't know what he's talking about."

"That's right," Neville chimed in. "We're your friends Hermione."

"Yeah, Ron's just jealous of you that's all, now you can sit in the bathroom alone with us waiting outside like two creeps, or you can come out and we can go to the great hall altogether as friends."

It was quiet for a moment, but finally Hermione came out wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

In a move that surprised the two of them Hermione gave them each a bone crushing hug. "Thank you."

As the three turned to leave an overwhelming stench hit their nostrils like a train.

Turning around they found themselves faced with a twelve foot tall Mountain Troll. It's skin was grey like a boulder, it's head resembled a rock, and it carried a ten foot wooden club.

Glancing down at the three students the troll raised its club and swung down. Harry rolled out of the way toward his right, his training with Tatsumi and Wave kicking into gear, as Neville and Hermione ran left.

The force of the strike left a crater in the stone floor. Harry glanced over his shoulder to see Neville and Hermione were okay, but they were corned, and the troll set its sights on them.

Harry got behind the troll and cast minor jinx's and hex's at its back.

The spells did no visible damage to the troll, but it did turn its attention towards Harry.

As it raised its club for another attack, Harry activated his Imperial Arms and sent a blast of sound towards the troll, which dropped its club so it could cover its small ears from the onslaught of sound.

He could see that troll was starting to bleed out of its ears as a result of his attack, but eventually the troll would overcome it. It needed to be brought down.

"Neville! Hermione!" Harry yelled out to the two. "Use the levitation charm on the club!"

The two did as they were told and soon the club was floating above the trolls head.

"Now drop it!"

Neville and Hermione lowered their wands as the club came crashing down on the trolls head with such impact part of the skull caved in. with that the troll dropped to the floor dead.

Harry walked over to Neville and Hermione. "Are you both alright?"

They nodded their heads. "Harry how did you-," Hermione began but was cut off at the approach of Professors McGonagall, Snape, and Quirrell.

The teachers gaped at the body of the dead troll and then again to the students. "What is what? Explain yourselves all of you!" McGonagall demanded.

"Professor, I had been in the bathroom crying over what a student had said to me," Hermione told her. "Harry and Neville came outside and convinced me to come out, when we were about to head to the great hall the troll appeared. Harry distracted it while me and Neville levitated the club and dropped it on its head."

McGonagall looked shocked, Snape looked skeptical, while Quirrell fiddled with his hands nervously.

"Is that true gentlemen?" McGonagall asked both boys who just nodded their heads. "Well if that is the case then twenty points to the three of you."

"Professor McGonagall do you believe that wise?" Snape asked. "The actions performed by Potter were quite reckless and dangerous."

"It's not every day three students could take on a full grown Mountain Troll and live to tell the tale," McGonagall told him. "Now back to your dormitories. You've had enough excitement for one night."

The three nodded and walked away from the scene.

Snape did his best to hide the wound on his leg all the while shooting daggers at Quirrell. Both of which didn't go unnoticed by Harry.