Hey everyone! I think I just set a personal record for myself. I wrote most of this chapter yesterday, which was 4/20/10. You'd be surprised at how much free time I have in school. Don't forget: Constructive criticism helps!

Chapter Thirteen: Nicolas Flamel

After seeing my parents, both sets, I started having nightmares. Half of the night, I would relive the car crash when I was five. The other half was of James and Lily, and a flash of green light. They would disappear, and a high, cold voice would laugh. I would wake up screaming.

"You see," Ron said to Harry and me, "Dumbledore was right, that mirror could drive you mad."

Hermione, Mandy, Lisa, and Abby came back a day before the next semester started. I had to move back into Ravenclaw Tower then. Lisa was fascinated that I had an invisibility necklace and was upset that she wasn't here to wander the halls with me. Mandy and Abby were disappointed that Harry, Ron, and I couldn't find Flamel. Hermione was upset and horrified because we were roaming around the school after curfew.

Once the semester started, we could only look for Flamel during our breaks. Harry and I had less time than everyone else because Quidditch had started up again.

During one break, I said, "Do we even know if this Flamel guy is recent? I mean, he might have done something hundreds of years ago. He could have made a famous potion, invented a useful spell, done something in alchemy-"

"That's it!" Hermione shouted. Madam Pince glared at her.

"No shouting in the library!" she whispered loudly.

"We were just leaving," Lisa said, dragging Hermione.

"What's it?" Abby asked as we made out way to one of our Herbology lessons.

"I checked out a book weeks ago for a bit of light reading."

"Where shall we meet?" Mandy asked.

"How's about the Transfiguration courtyard?" Ron asked.

"Sounds good to me," I said. "Are we going to meet during supper time?"

"Okay," Harry said.

I knew that my friends were really excited that we might have finally found Flamel. They weren't paying attention in class! Even Mandy wasn't paying attention, and that was saying something!

Finally, dinnertime rolled around. Mandy, Lisa, Abby, and I raced to the Transfiguration courtyard. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already there, sitting on one of the benches. Hermione had an old, large, thick book on her lap.

"You call that light?" I asked, quoting Ron from the movie.

Hermione glared at me as she flipped through the pages. "Nicolas Flamel," she whispered, "is the known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"

"The what?" Harry, Ron, and Abby asked.

"Oh, honestly, don't you three read? Look – read that there."

She held the book out so that the rest of us could read:

The ancient study of alchemy is concerned with making the Philosopher's Stone, a legendary substance with astonishing powers. The stone will transform any metal into pure gold. It also produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal.

There have been many reports of the Philosopher's Stone over the centuries, but the only stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicolas Flamel, who celebrated his 665 birthday last year, enjoys a quiet life in Devon with his wife, Perenelle (658).

"See?" said Hermione. "The dog must be guarding Flamel's Philosopher's Stone! I bet he asked Dumbledore to keep it safe for him because they're friends and he knew someone was after it, that's why he wanted the Stone moved out of Gringotts!"

"A stone that makes gold and stops you from ever dying!" Harry and I said in unison.

"No wonder Snape's after it! Anyone would want it."

"Still don't think it's Snape!"

"Who else could it be?"

Quirrell. That stutter could be fake!

"Him?" Harry asked. He was obviously trying to hold back laughter. "Seriously?"

"Well, it can't possibly be Snape!"

"Both of you, shut it!" Lisa shouted. "Seriously, your fighting is getting really annoying."

"Sorry," I said.

A few days later, Harry thought, Snape's the Quidditch referee! He's going to kill me. I know it!

He won't. Trust me.

I decided to go to the library. I needed to look something up for Potions homework. As I was walking there, I thought I heard some heavy steps and people laughing. I rounded the corner and saw Neville bunny hopping down the corridor from the library. I saw Draco and Blaise laughing.

"Neville!" I shouted. "Finite Incantatum!" Neville's legs sprang apart. "Did Malfoy do this to you?"

"Yeah," the brown-haired boy said miserably. "I met him outside the library. He said he'd been looking for someone to practice that on."

"Urgh," I growled. "I can't believe Draco would do that! I'll have a word with him," I promised Neville. "In the meantime, have this." I pulled a chocolate frog out of my robe pocket and handed it to Neville. "Why don't you join our little group? Abigail's in it."

"Er-okay," Neville said. He smiled slightly. "Thanks Dani… I think I'll go to bed."

Neville walked towards Gryffindor Tower. I turned and walked angrily to Draco, Blaise, and Daphne. Daphne was standing there, shaking her head. Draco and Blaise were holding their sides from laughing so much.

"Draco that wasn't funny!" I shouted at him.

"That's exactly what I said," Daphne said.

"Danielle, we were just having a laugh," Draco said.

"Lame excuse!" I shouted. "Locomotor Mortis!"

Malfoy's knees locked together, and he fell over from lack of balance. I walked away and back to Ravenclaw Tower. By then, I had calmed down some.

Harry, could you tell Neville that I took care of Malfoy?

What do you mean, "took care of Malfoy"? Dani, what happened?

Malfoy was mean to Neville, so I took care of him. Oh, and Neville is now part now part of our group.

Okay.

A few weeks later, it was time for Harry's next Quidditch match. To put it simply, he was a nervous wreck. I could feel it over our bond.

Neville, Abby, Mandy, Lisa, Ron, Hermione, and I (mouthful!) sat in the Gryffindor stands. Ron and Hermione looked grim. I even felt worried for my twin, even though I knew nothing was going to happen. I had my wand at the ready anyways.

Snape looked furious as the teams walked onto the field. I think it was because he had to watch over Harry and try to repay the debt he owed James.

"Danielle, can I speak to you a minute?" a familiar voice asked. I turned. Malfoy stood behind me.

"I'll take care of him for you, Dani," Ron said, standing up.

"No, Ron, I got it," I said. Ron sat back down, looking a little more worried than he was before. "I'll be fine."

I walked with Malfoy. "You see, Danielle, I want to apologize for that, what happened a few weeks ago. That was rather mean of me. Mother agrees with me. She says I should apologize."

"That's good, but you shouldn't be apologizing to me," I said. "You need to apologize to Neville. I'm not the one that got hurt." Just then, I heard a whistle blow. "The game must be starting!"

I raced back to the others with Draco hard on my heels. Yes, he was Draco again. It was always easy for me to forgive people. I watched Harry flying around the pitch like a hawk. I turned my eyes to the rest of the game. I saw Angelina Johnson shoot the Quaffle to one of goal hoops, but the Hufflepuff Keeper (whose name I had yet to learn), caught it.

I found it! a sudden voice shouted in my head. I saw a streak of scarlet flying to the gorund.

"Come on, Harry!" Hermione and I shouted. Lisa cheered, and Abby and Mandy were whooping. Ron and Neville started this weird dance. Suddenly, Harry pulled out of the dive, holding the Snitch in his hand.

[Harry's POV]

I jumped off my broom, which was a foot from the ground. Gryffindors and some Ravenclaws came out of the stands in waves. Dani, Ron, and Hermione were at the head of the crowd. Neville, Abby, Mandy, and Lisa followed closely behind. They were all cheering madly.

I think you set a new record, Dani thought. The game barely lasted five minutes.

Have you seen Snape? I asked.

I haven't.

I thought of the white-faced, tight-lipped Snape. That'll show him.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore standing behind me. "Well done," he said quietly. "Nice to see you haven't been brooding about that mirror… been keeping busy… excellent…"

Snape spat on the ground. I smiled wider.

The Gryffindors lifted me onto their shoulders. I finally wasn't just a famous name anymore!

Eventually, after about fifteen minutes, I was set back down. I walked back to the locker room with Dani. I felt as if I could fly without a broom! It was like I could make it all the way to the moon! I was sure my happiness was spreading over to Dani through our bond.

You did great, Harry! Dani thought.

You'll have a tough time beating my record.

Oh, we'll see, dear brother.

Once I got changed, we walked to the broom shed to put my Nimbus away. Dani put her arm over my shoulder. I showed Snape. Thinking of him…

"Odd," I said as I watched a hooded figure running down the slope and into the Forest.

"What?" Dani asked. I pointed at Snape. There was no mistaking his familiar walking.

"Let's follow him," I said as I climbed onto my broom. Dani climbed on behind me and put her arms around my waist. I took off and flew high above Snape.

The trees were very thick, so I circled above, getting lower and lower. I landed in a birch tree. Dani and I climbed down carefully until we could hear voices.

Snape and Quirrell stood in a shadowy clearing. Was Snape threatening Professor Quirrell?

"…don't know why you wanted t-t-too meet me here of all p-places, Severus…"

"Oh, I thought we'd keep this private," Snape said. "Students aren't supposed to know about the Philosopher's Stone, after all."

I leaned forward. Dani put her hand on my shoulder. Quirrell mumbled something.

"Have you found out how to get past that beast of Hagrid's yet?"

"B-b-but Severus, I-"

"You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell," Snape said. Taking a step forward.

An owl hooted, and I jumped. I almost fell, but then I felt myself turn weightless. I rose above a couple of branches and got set down on a thick one. Dani must have used her levitating power on me.

"Who else knows your bit of hocus pocus? I'm waiting," Snape said.

"B-but I d-d-don't-"

"Very well," Snape cut in. "We'll have another little chat soon, when you've had time to think things over and decided where your loyalties lie."

Snape threw the hood of his cloak over his head and walked back to the castle. Quirrell looked terrified.

Dani and I got back onto my broom. I took off, heading back to the broom shed.

See? I thought. I told you! I told you Snape is after the Stone!

But Snape told Quirrell to think about where his loyalties lie. What does that mean? I felt as if my twin already knew.

You know, don't you?

No!

You did live in the future, so you should know!

There are some things I can't tell you! Come on! Surely she could tell me? Seriously! I can't tell you everything because it could change history. I don't know how to counter that!

Why would you not want to change history?

People could die who aren't supposed to. You could… I can't even tell you! I may sound selfish, but if I tell you something that could change a lot of things, history may change for the worse. It's better that I just don't tell you anything.

I agreed reluctantly. I could see why she would say that, but I wanted to learn more. I landed next to the broom shed and put my broom in there with the other Gryffindor's. Dani and I walked back to the castle. Hermione, Ron, and Neville were in the Entrance Hall.

"Harry, Danielle, where have you been?" Hermione asked.

Ron went on about how Gryffindor won and that there was a party in the common room.

"Never mind that now," I said. "Let's find an empty room, you wait 'til you hear this."

I walked into the nearest classroom, checked to make sure Peeves wasn't in there, and shut the door. Dani and I told them everything we had seen and heard in the forest. We left out our mental conversation. I told them that someone was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone and that we were right.

"So you mean the Stone's only safe as long as Quirrell stands up to Snape?" Hermione asked. I knew how she felt. I was scared that Snape would steal it. Neville paled.

"It'll be gone by next Tuesday," Ron groaned.

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