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"A Sorcerer's Stone!" Neville exclaimed in the Hufflepuff common room. "I thought that was just a myth."

Harry had informed Neville of what he and Hermione had found in the library, as well as his suspicions about Quirrell and the fact that he believed that the defense professor was out to steal the stone for some unknown reason.

Neville had the same reaction as Hermione when he first told him about Quirrell, but when he mentioned the incident with the troll and how Snape probably guessed that it was all a set up which led to his injured leg, Neville began to understand.

"I would have though Snape to be the one try and steal it," Neville admitted. "I mean he does seem the type doesn't he?"

"No argument there," agreed Harry. Snape may not have been one of Harry's favorite teachers, but he had to admit that Snape was smart. He knew about the troll being a set up, and he suspected Quirrell as well. Harry might not be the biggest fan of Snape, but he did have some small amount of respect for him.

"Do you think he'll try and steal it again?" Neville asked.

"Probably," Harry admitted.

"Well we should tell a teacher shouldn't we?" Neville asked sounding a bit scared. Harry knew that although Neville had gained a bit more confidence in himself by making friends and getting a new wand, he still did scare a bit easily.

"Well if we did that it would raise a whole bunch of questions," Harry told him.

"Like what?"

"Like how a few first years know what is being guarded on a restricted corridor, how we know someone has tried to steal it, and how they will try again," Harry answered.

"Well then what should we do about it?" Neville asked.

"Susan in our year has an aunt in the Law Enforcement," Harry told him. "I reckon we write a letter explaining the situation to her, and give that to Susan to send to her."

"Oh yeah!" Neville said. "Her aunts Madam Bones. My Gran knows her, says she's strict but fair. Kind of like McGonagall. So when should we sent a letter to her?"

"I would say the next time he does anything suspicious, or when we know for certain that he's going to try and steal it," Harry told him.

"Won't that be a little too late?" Neville asked voicing his concern.

"It's a risk yes," Harry admitted. "But the best time to catch him would be to catch him in the act, if we do it too soon he would just lie and say he has no idea."

Neville took a moment to ponder Harry's words. "It's still pretty risky."

"There's a risk to everything, but this way we stand the greatest chance of catching him."

"I hope you're right," Neville told him.

The following weeks passed by very quickly for the students of Hogwarts. Spring had blossomed into effect and added color to the once white covered castle and grounds.

With the change of weather came a change in schoolwork. With exams approaching faster than the students would like, the teachers began piling on extra amounts of homework and essays on students of every year.

Snape had more or less stopped trying to single harry out in every lesson. However he had taken to nitpicking details in his essays ranging from grammar and spelling, to page length, and proper punctuation.

McGonagall had assigned them both an essay and research paper on history and theories of transfiguration. Add that to an essays due in herbology and charms along with DADA.

Harry was only about halfway through with his work, but thanks to Cedric helping him out and giving him pointers he was able to finish much faster.

"Hey thanks for helping me out Cedric," Harry thanked the older boy.

"Aw it's no problem Harry," Cedric told him. "I got time to help since our Muggle Studies professor is retiring after this year. Because of that he decided to cut back on the work he gave us."

"Well still whatever the reason thank you," Harry told him once again.

Now having his work mostly complete he decided to help Neville with his. The only real things Neville needed help with was on transfiguration and potions. With a few tweaks and changes made to the essays so far Neville began to read them over for any mistakes that he might have missed. If there were any he didn't find them.

With their work completed the two decided to go and see if anyone form their study group wanted to meet up in the library to have their work checked over.

The only two who had come this time were Hermione and Susan seeing as everyone else was too busy with their own assignments to come.

Unsurprisingly Hermione had gotten all of her work done days before anyone else as she was currently helping Susan finish up with her charms essay.

The group of four worked for a bit as any old or new work was quickly finished up by the four of them working together. Around sundown Susan packed up her things as she headed for the great hall promising to see the two boys later in the common room.

Still having some time before the sun set and curfew kicked in the three friends decided to take a walk around the castle grounds. Outside he saw that some other students were enjoying themselves as well. The Weasley twins were playing a game of exploding snap, some second years were climbing tree over hanging the lake, while a couple sat on the lake's shore, their feet resting in the water.

Harry had to admit that Hogwarts really did have some amazing scenery. The location of the castle nestled in between the mountain range, the large dark lake, the imposing forest, the gamekeeper's hut that had fire spewing out of the windows.

Harry did a double take to make sure he was seeing that correctly. Sure enough the small hut that belonged to the school gamekeeper, Hagrid, had fire shooting out from the windows.

The door to the hut opened and a massive hound came running out with its tail between its legs. Hagrid followed soon after the hound covered in soot, with part of his massive shaggy black beard scorched.

"Oh my goodness!" Hermione gasped at the sight of the large soot covered man. "Are you alright Mr. Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked at the approaching three students. "I'm fine, jus' a bit burnt round the edges," the giant man told her. "And its alrigh' if yeh jus call me Hagrid everyone else does."

"What happened Hagrid?" Harry asked.

"Oh righ that," Hagrid looked down at his feet. "Well yeh see something yeh need to know about me is I like magical creatures, love em really."

"Did you capture one?" Neville asked.

"Well no not capture so much as won one," Hagrid told him.

"What did you get?" Harry asked. Before Hagrid could answer him a leathery bat-like wing came poking out of one of the huts windows flapping about.

"A Dragon?!" Hermione said in complete shock.

"Yup," Hagrid said with a proud smile. "I've always wanted me own dragon, always wanted to tame one."

"But still it's a dragon! They can be dangerous! Just look what it's doing to your house!" Hermione told him.

"Norberts jus a little high spirited is all," Hagrid defended his "pet."

"Hermione's right Hagrid they are dangerous," Harry told him. "But just because you don't see Norbert as dangerous doesn't mean other people won't. Then what happens?"

Hagrid was silent for a moment as he thought over Harry's words. "I suppose yer right. I just wanted to raise one that's all." Harry saw that Hagrid looked genially sad about his dragon. "I guess now I'll have teh find 'im a new home."

"Wait here I might know someone who can help," Harry told them as he took off to find the two redheaded twins.

Truthfully he didn't know if the twins could help him or not, but they struck him as the mischievous type so he figured that if he told them he wanted to find a dragon a home they wouldn't go and rat him out.

He spotted the twins talking as they headed back up to the castle laughing at one of their own jokes.

"Fred! George! Wait up!" Harry yelled to the twins.

The twins stopped and turned to see who was calling to them. When they saw it was Harry they smiled. "What can we do for you on this fine day young sir?" Fred asked with a bow.

"How would you two ask if I asked if you knew how to smuggle a dragon?" Harry asked not really sure how to ask a question like that.

The twins looked at each other. "Well I reckon we'd say," Fred began.

"That I'd make a legendary prank!" George finished.

"What do you have in mind?" they both asked.

"It's not for me," Harry told them. "You see the gamekeeper Hagrid got one and he can't keep it. Do you know any way to get it off school grounds?"

"Well you're in luck my friend," George said to him.

"It just so happens that our older brother Charlie trains dragons," Fred said.

"One letter from us," George said.

"And he'll be here tomorrow to pick it up," Fred finished.

"That's brilliant!" exclaimed Harry. "Would you actually write to him?"

"Of course we will," they said together.

"Thank you both so much," Harry told them. "If I can pay you back just ask."

The twins just smirked at him. "If you meant that next time we have a prank in mind we'll let you know so you can help us out," Fred told him.

"Yeah we'll make a prankster out of you yet," George added.

Thanking the twins again Harry rushed back to Hagrid's.

"Hagrid I have great news," Harry told him. "The Weasley twins have an older brother who works with dragons, and they agreed to write to him. He'll be here tomorrow to pick Norbert up."

Hagrid smiled from behind his wild beard. "Tha's great!"

Harry felt happy for the man, but there was still one thing that was bugging him. Hagrid had just told them that the one thing that he's always wanted was a dragon and he just happens to get one out of the blue.

"I have to ask Hagrid how did you get Norbert exactly?" Harry asked.

"Well I won em while he was in his egg from a stranger I met down at the pub," Hagrid told him.

"What did he look like?"

"I dunno he kept his hood up," Hagrid admitted.

"Something as rare as a dragon egg he must have been reluctant to give that up," Harry said.

"Not really he seemed glad to get of it. Specially after I told him I work with magical creatures. Like this one dog I got named Fluffy, big one he is."

Harry recognized the name as the dog from the third floor. "Did he seem interested in Fluffy?"

"Well yea but I told him trick to any beast is to know how to calm him, with Fluffy you jus play him music an he falls right to sleep." As he said that Hagrid's eyes widened and he knew he slipped up. But Harry pretended to not know about Fluffy beforehand.

"Makes sense," Harry told him. "Is this Fluffy?" Harry asked gesturing to the hound. He saw relief draw upon Hagrid's eyes.

"Oh no this is Fang, Fluffy is somewhere else."

"Well it's getting pretty late we should head back to the castle," Harry told him. "Will you be okay Hagrid?"

"Don't worry 'bout me I can jus camp in the forest, might find out wha's been killin' unicorns."

The three bid farewell to Hagrid as they made their way back to the castle.

"Fluffy is the three headed dog isn't he?" Neville asked.

"Yup," Harry answered.

"You don't think the stranger was Quirrell do you?" Hermione asked.

"Yup," Harry answered.

"Then that means-," Neville began.

"That he knows how to get past Fluffy," Harry confirmed. "And he's going to try to steal the stone a lot sooner than expected."