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Ch. 6

Sam smiled at Hermione as they all sat around a small bright blue fire in a jar outside. Since the troll incident Hermione had loosened up about breaking rules and actually turned out to be a good friend to Ron and Harry.

They were all currently outside looking through a book about Quidditch that Harry got in the library. That is until Snape had to come along and ruin their fun. After claiming that Harry was breaking some bogus rule by having a book outside he confiscated the book before leaving.

They all went inside complaining about Snape loudly.

"You should go get your book back Harry," Ron suggested.

Hermione agreed. Sam who was off in his own thoughts suddenly said, "I wonder why he was limping."

"I don't know, but I'm going to get my book back," Harry announced.

"I'll go with you," Sam suggested.

The two of them made their way towards the staffroom. When they knocked on the door they didn't get an answer. "I bet he left it in there," Harry said before carefully opening the door. When he did both Sam and Harry's eyes widened at the scene. Snape was trying to bind up a bloody leg with filch handing him bandages. "Blasted thing how are you supposed to supposed to watch all three heads at once."

Both boys gasped when they heard this and Harry tried to shut the door quietly but it was too late. "POTTER! WINCHESTER!"

Figuring that they were already caught Harry thought he would try to get his book back. Too bad Snape just yelled at them to get out.

"Did you get," Ron asked when they walked in.

"No but Snape had this giant gash in his leg," Sam said.

"He said that he got it from that dog in the forbidden corridor," Harry went on.

"He just told you guys this," Hermione questioned.

"No of course not, he was telling Filch," Harry said.

"You know what this means? Snape is trying to get the thing that the dog is protecting," Ron said excitedly.

"No he wouldn't do that. I know he's not very nice, but he wouldn't try to steal something Dumbledore is trying to keep safer," Hermione insisted.

"You know Hermione teachers aren't saints," Ron said. "Sam what do you think? Are you with Hermione or Me and Harry?"

"I don't know. It's late I'm going to go to bed." With Sam leaving the other three decided to go to bed as well considering Harry had his first Quidditch match the next day.

Sam muffled a scream as he sat up in bed. He look towards the other boys in the room to make sure he didn't wake them up. He slowly got out of bed and out the door. He didn't stop walking until he got to his brother's room. Pausing briefly wondering if it would be okay to do this now that it wasn't just the two of them Sam made his way into the room and towards the bed that he could see his brother sleeping in.

"Dean, wake up." He shook his older brother.

"Sammy what are you doing here? It's too early to wake up go back to sleep."

"Dean, I-I had a nightmare." Dean looked at his baby brother and could see the tears shinning in his eyes. Knowing that his friends were never going to let him live this down, Dean scooted over to allow his brother room to crawl into bed.

"You know Sammy; eventually we won't be able to do this." Dean cursed himself as Sam sat back up mumbling an apology before trying to leave.

"I said eventually not right now," Dean said pulling his brother back into bed.

"You want to talk about it."

"I dreamed that Harry lost control of his broom and fell off."

"Oh buddy you don't have to worry about that. Harry's going to be fine tomorrow."

"It just seemed so real."

"It's okay; nothing is going to happen to Harry. Now go back to sleep."

Sam snuggled down into the bed feeling safe now that he was with his brother and slept peacefully for the rest of the night.

The next morning found the Winchester brothers and their friends all sitting around Harry trying to get him to eat. The boy was so nervous about the match that was about to take place he didn't feel like he could hold anything down. Finally trying to get everyone off his back he turned the attention away from him. "Hey Sam are you feeling okay."

Sam had his head laying down on the table, poor kid looked exhausted. "Hey, I thought you slept pretty well after your nightmare," Dean said while brushing the boy's hair out of his face.

"I did. I just have a headache."

"Well come on let's go visit Madam Pomfrey and get you something for the pain."

"Okay."

By the time that the Winchester's joined everyone the game had already started. The boys quickly went to find Hermione and Ron. It wasn't very hard considering they were sitting next to Hagrid. When they got there Ron was arguing with Dean Thomas about soccer and quidditch. Sam wasn't paying any attention to the other boys though he was mesmerized by the game. He had never seen anything quite like it before.

"Dunno what Harry thinks he's doing. If I didn't know better I'd say he'd lost control of his broom." Those words brought Sam back to earth. He turned quickly towards his brother, panic in his eyes.

"It's alright Sammy, Harry's still fine." No sooner had the words left Dean's mouth Harry's broom started to roll over and then Harry was thrown from his broom, hanging on with only one hand.

"Dean, it's just like my dream. He's going to fall off."

"Look at Snape," Hermione gasped. "He's jinxing the broom."

"What should we do," Ron asked.

"Wait here. Let's go Hermione." Dean and the girl disappeared before anything else could be said. Ron and Sam both watched in terror as the broom started to go wild every time someone tried to get near Harry and pull him safely onto one of their brooms.

When Dean and Hermione got to the teachers section, Dean kept look out while Hermione set Snape's robes on fire. Then both rushed to see if their friend was okay.

Harry was able to climb back onto his broom and then started to speed towards the ground. When he got there he fell to the field on all fours and coughed up the snitch. The crowd went wild as they realized that Gryffindor had won.

After they were all cleaned up Harry and the Weasley twins made their way toward Hagrid's hut to meet up with their friends and have tea.

"It was Snape," Ron explained to Harry and his brothers. "He was cursing your broom."

"Rubbish, why would Snape do something like that?"

"It's true Hagrid I saw it," Dean spoke up.

Harry spoke up. "Me and Sam found out something about him yesterday. He tried to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween."

"What three-headed dog," Dean and the twins asked confused.

"We think that he was trying to steal whatever it was guarding," Sam said.

Hagrid dropped the teapot.

"How do you know about Fluffy?"

"Fluffy?"

"I think that's a great name," Sam said, his friends looking at him as if he was insane.

"Yeah, he's mine. I loaned him to Dumbledore to guard the- uh never mind."

"What is he guarding," Harry and Ron encouraged.

"None of your business."

"Oh come on Hagrid," Harry whined.

"What Fluffy is guarding is between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

"Whose Nicolas Flamel," Sam asked.

"No one," Hagrid said and the pushed the students out the door so that they would stop questioning him.

"What three-headed dog Sam," Dean demanded looking slightly angry.

"Fluffy," Sam said simply.

Well that's it for now. I'm going to try to have next one out on Monday and hopefully the next one on Friday. Please let me know what you think :)