An: Here you go next chapter I hope you enjoy. I am still looking for a beta who would like to edit this and my other story so please PM me if you are interested. Remember I don't own Harry Potter. Read, Review, Thx and Enjoy!- Gracie James.

P.s. The Quidditch match and the visit to Hagrid's hut went the same subbing Ron for Harleigh of course.

After visiting Hagrid's hut Harry, Hermione and Harleigh made their way back to Gryffindor tower.

"What does Nicolas Flamel have to do with this?" Harry pondered out load.

"Well, Harry I guess we'd have to do some research to find out," Hermione said cheerful at the thought of doing some research.

"There is no need Hermione," Harleigh said deep in thought.

"What is it Harleigh…," Harry said.

"What are you thinking about…," Hermione continued for Harry.

"Do you know who Nicolas Flamel is?" Harry finished.

"You know it's creepy when you finish one another's sentence," Harleigh stated straying from topic.

"Harleigh!" Both Harry and Hermione shouted as they entered an empty Gryffindor common room.

"Oh yeah sorry, Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's stone. The stone turns any metal into pure gold," Harleigh explained.

Hermione's eyes almost popped out of her head before she said, "It also produces the elixir of life."

"So," Harry said confused.

"It makes the drinker immortal," Both Gryffindor girls said.

"So you think someone is trying to steal it for…," Harry trailed off.

"Voldemort," Harleigh finished and Hermione flinched, "Hermione you can't be flinching like that, when you do you put fear in his name when it's just a name."

"Yeah I guess," Hermione said timidly.

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When Christmas morning came Harry, Harleigh, Hermione, who got permission from her parents, and three of the Weasley clan left in Gryffindor tower.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" Hermione yelled jumping up and down on her knees on the edge of Harleigh's bed.

"Whoa Hermione," Harleigh grumbled, "What time is it?"

Hermione stopped jumping to think, "Um, like six I think."

"Hermione," Harleigh whined pulling her scarlet blanket over her head, "Go away and wake me up in another four hours."

Hermione pulled the blanket off Harleigh and whined, "But Harleigh it is Christmas don't you want to see if you got anything?"

"No," Harleigh sat up and tried to fix her messy reddish brown locks so they didn't cover her blue eyes, "Because I know I didn't get anything."

"Why would you say that?" Hermione asked tilting her head in wonder.

"Um no reason," Harleigh said quickly, "Let's go then."

Harleigh jumped out of bed and ran downstairs.

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"Harleigh wait up," Harry heard Hermione yell from the girls dorms.

Harry was sitting in one of the plushy red chairs by the fire when he saw Harleigh come down the stairs followed by a red faced Hermione.

"Harleigh, why did you run like that?" Hermione said trying to catch her breath.

"No reason," Harleigh said going unnoticed that she was avoiding the subject," Oh, hey Harry!"

"Hey Harleigh, hey 'Mione," Harry said.

"'Mione?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Um … yeah… if you don't like it I don't have to call you that," Harry said with a worried expression on his face.

"I like it," Hermione said grinning.

Harleigh gagged and the two other Gryffindors looked towards her worried but moved on quickly.

Hermione crawled over to the nicely decorate Christmas tree and pulled some of the presents out from under it.

"Here's one for you Harry, it's from me…," Hermione handed the young boy a neatly wrapped box, the wrapping paper was silver with blue snowflakes. She grabbed another with the same wrapping paper and she turned to Harleigh, "I know you weren't expecting anything but here," Hermione handed a shocked Harleigh the small box, "I know I don't know you very well but my mom thought you might like this."

"Um, I don't know what to say… um thank you I guess," Harleigh said looking at the small box the sits in her palm.

"Open them!" Hermione said excitedly.

Harleigh and Harry carefully open the neatly wrapped parcels. Harleigh got hers open first.

"Oh my Hermione it's beautiful," Harleigh pulled out a charm of two wolves cuddling their new born wolf cub.

"You can put it on a charm bracelet or get a chain for it,"

Hermione said glad that her newest friend likes the charm.

"Come on Harry I want to see what Hermione got you," Harleigh said as she let her fingers continue to run over the charm she just got.

Harry opened his box to find a crystal deer and doe with their necks wrapped around on another.

"Wow this is amazing," Harry said inspecting his gift.

'You really like it," Hermione asked.

"Yeah it's amazing," Harry said, he didn't actually know why he loved it so much, but it was the fact he did is what mattered.

"Can I see that?" Harleigh asked.

"Yeah here," Harry handed Harleigh his gift as he and Hermione went back to the tree to find other gifts.

"These are amazing Hermione you have to ask your mom where she got them," Harleigh said.

"I got a pence from my aunt and uncle and something from the Weasley's," Harry said as he moved back to his spots.

"Really I wonder why," Hermione said dragging the remaining of their presents over.

"Open it," Harleigh said.

Harry opened it to reveal a handmade jumper, just as the Weasley twins came down.

"Hey guys," Harleigh said.

Harry, Hermione and Harleigh were only friends with the Weasley twins.

"Hey, oh it looks like mom made you a Weasley Jumper too," Fred said.

"Why are you wearing each other's jumpers," Harleigh asked, "Or are you Gred and Forge?"

"How is it you know the difference between us?' Fred said.

"Not even our own mother can do that," George finished.

"Fred has a scare just below his left earlobe and George's hair is the slightest bit redder," Harleigh said with a smirk.

"I still don't see it," Harry said.

"Neither do we," George said.

"And we're the twins," Fred continued.

"Well we're off to breakfast," George said.

"Bye," They said together.

When the twins left Hermione handed Harleigh and Harry one more present each.

"I don't know who they're from there was no name on the tag," Hermione said.

Harleigh's was a necklace with a moon made up of deep blue sapphires that matched her eyes. Harry's was the invisibility cloak.

"My tag says 'This is your mother's wear it with pride'," Harleigh said, "What about yours Harry?"

"It says, 'Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well. A Very Merry Christmas to you.' Weird," Harry said.

"Hey I can put the charm Hermione gave me on the necklace," Harleigh said slipping the wolf Charm onto the silver chain, "Harry can I see you note?"

"Okay," Harry said confused but still handed her the note.

"Dumbledore," Harleigh whispered.

"What?!" Harry and Hermione yelled.

"It's Dumbledore's writing," Harleigh said, "I'll be right back."

Harleigh ran up to her dorms and in a minute she returned with another little piece of paper.

"Here look," Harleigh hand Harry the little piece of paper.

Hermione looked over Harry's shoulder.

"See this is a note I received from Dumbledore on time to visit him. Look it matches the hand writing on this one," Harleigh said handing Harry back the little not he found on his invisibility cloak.

"It matches," Hermione said in awe.

"Why would Dumbledore have something of my father's," Harry asked out load, not to the girls but to himself.

"Who knows, maybe old Dumbledore could be up to something," Harleigh said and everyone turned to the once mute eleven year old.

"What do you mean by that he is a professor, what would he be doing?" Hermione asked.

"Well first we know about the stone, the third floor and Fluffy, but the night that Draco hit Ron Snape had a limp…. I think he was trying to get past Fluffy to get the stone for Voldemort." Harleigh explained.

"But what does this have to do with the Headmaster," Hermione asked.

"Well, you know who my so-called parents are right?" Harleigh asked getting a nod from her two best friends, "Well Mother took me to the Malfoy Manor one evening and Voldemort was there…."

"What?!" Harry yelled, "Did you see him?"

"I still don't get what this has to do with the Professor," Hermione said.

"Well no, but I heard him and Snape was there, so either he is a senile old fool, or he knowingly hired a Death Eater, who could say what side Dumbledore is really on or if he has hired more than one Death Eater," Harleigh continued to explain, "I would beware for all we know Professor Quirrell could be a Death Eater."

"You don't think…," Harry trailed off.

"You never know," Harleigh said.

"This is insane these are our Professors, our mentors," Hermione stood and was now pacing.

"You know what I am hungry," Harleigh said standing up brushing off her matching ice blue pajamas that had moons and stars on them.

"What else is new?" Harry said.

Harleigh shot Harry a glare before saying, "I am not even going to bother to change," Harleigh head for the portrait hole, "I'll see you two down there."

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Harleigh was half way through her breakfast when Harry and Hermione arrived. They quietly sat down on either side of their friend.

"Well, what took you so long," Harleigh asked taking a sip of her pumpkin juice.

"We got dressed Harleigh," Harry said grabbing a plate and filling it with eggs, bacon and hash-browns.

"I don't plan on getting dressed," Harleigh said returning to her meal.

"It seems not only were the stupid Gryffindors not wanted at home but one of them can't even dress themselves," The three Gryffindors turned to see one Ronald Weasley standing by them.

'Why isn't it the Slytherin Weasel," Harleigh smirked, "If we aren't wanted at home what does that make you, hmm? Just as unwanted maybe or is it the fact that you are so damn ignorant that your parents do what to spend time with you, hmm?"

Ron just stared at the Gryffindor.

"Thought so, now shoo fly don't bother me," Harleigh said.

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