Half an hour later, Jack and Harry were back in their normal clothes and were heading to the broomshed to lock up their brooms.

Harry was saying that he couldn't remember ever heeling this happy before.

Grinning Jack nodded, Baby Tooth on his shoulder remembering the last hour as well.

They had just reached the broomshed and turned to look up at the castle.

It looked great with all the lights on and the moon shining behind it.

"Looks great doesn't it?" Jack asked getting a 'Yeah...' from Harry.

As Jack turned to open the shed door Harry saw the front doors open and a hooded figure coming out, quickly he told Jack.

Spinning around, Jack looked up and saw the suspect, heading for the forest, recognizing his walk.

"That's Snape," he said confused "But, why would he be heading in there? Why's he not at dinner?"

"Only one way to find out," Harry said mounting his broom and kicking off, heading for the trees.

Not sure about this, but thinking Harry might need some help if he gets caught, Jack got onto his broom and followed him.

They followed Snape into the forest and were surprised to see Quirrell there too, who was more nervous and stutter-y than ever.

Quietly they took to resting high in the tops of a couple of trees to see what was happening.

"D-Don't know why you wanted t-t-to meet here of all places, Severus," Quirrell said.

"Oh, I thought we'd keep this private," Snape said, his voice colder than ever "Students aren't meant to know about the Philosophers Stone, after all."

Harry leaned forwards to hear better, making a branch snap and a bird fly out of the tree, nearly making him fall out if it hadn't been for some vines he was sure were not there before.

Smiling Jack nodded making a note to thank Gaia later.

"Have you figured out to get past that beast of Hagrid yet?" Snape asked as Quirrell was mumbling to himself.

'Or was he?' Jack thought looking from Quirrell's face to his turban, positive he had not had it that day in the Leaky Cauldron and was sure he was lying on where he got it from.

Quickly in his mind Jack started thinking up all the possible reasons for Quirrell to have it and the possible beings that might be able to live in it.

"B-b-but Severus, I..."

"You don't want me as your enemy Quirrell," said Snape, taking a step towards him.

"I-I-I don't know what..."

"You know perfectly well what I mean," Snape continued "You're little bit of hocus-pocus. I'm waiting."

"B-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."

With that, he pulled his cloak back over his head turned and went back to the castle, leaving Quirrell there looking petrified.

"What should we do?" Harry asked Jack in a whisper.

"You get back to the castle, I want to stay out for a bit make sure he's alright," Jack said.

Nodding Harry left and as soon as his broom was away rushed towards Gryffindor tower.

It was about three minutes before Quirrell snapped out of his petrified and stance and headed deeper into the woods, his hands reaching up to undo his turban.

Not trusting, or thinking it a good idea to follow him, Jack went back to the clearing from before and called out for Gaia.

"I thought I told you to stay out of the forest Jack," Gaia said in her kind yet stern voice.

"You did, but I have a couple of questions to ask," Jack said placing his broom on the ground.

"And you're not leaving until you get answers," Gaia said sighing "Alright, what are they?"

"How often has Quirrell been coming in here this year?" Jack asked right away.

"About once a month," Gaia said thinking "But not when the moon is full, when it's waning."

"When do you find Unicorns that have been hurt?" Jack asked.

"Around the time of the new moon," Gaia said explaining that Unicorns are strongest when the moon is growing and full and weakest when it's not.

"I have an idea on who might be hurting them, but I'll need more proof first," Jack said picking up his broom "And I need to know why."

"I can tell you that," a new voice said behind Jack making him spin around to see a young centaur "My name is Firenze."

Curious, Jack nodded to let him continue.

"This person in question, is after the Unicorns blood, for it can keep you alive even if you are an inch from death. However in return for killing something so pure and innocent, you will walk away from there now living a half life. A cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips."

"I still need proof it's the guy I think it is," Jack said nodding in understanding and thanking Firenze and Gaia before heading back to the castle.


Jack was about to head up for Gryffindor tower when he was stopped by Tooth rushing in to him, and hugging him tightly with her free arm and the other was in a sling sing the shoulder had been dislocated.

Next came Bunny who had his head in bandages and obviously had had a nose bleed due to the blood on his shirt.

Then Sandy ran over to him signs of a black eye and tuffs of hair missing.

Finally came North who seemed fine, with a large smile on his face.

"So," Jack said grinning "What happened?"

"Malfoy that's what," Bunny said explaining what went on in the stands.

"Don't worry, I'll see about getting in some pranks to get vengeance," Jack said then thought "Wait... You lot attacked three kids? Isn't that going against the rule of being a Guardian?"

"Well, yes," North said rubbing the back of his neck "But one only if ve all do it, and I didn't. And two, only if they deserve it."

Rolling his eyes knowing that there had to be some kind of loophole like that, Jack said goodbye and went up to bed.

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Jack was nearly there when he came across a class room and heard Harry, Ron and Hermione inside it.

"You mean, the Stone's only safe if Quirrell stands up to Snape?" Hermione said in alarm.

"Yes." Harry confirmed.

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

"No it won't," Jack said coming in.

"Of course it will you seen you pathetic Quirrell is," Ron said.

"I know, and I have," Jack said nodding "But I think you lot have your suspects mixed up. I think Quirrell is after the stone not Snape."

"Why do you think that?" Hermione asked.

"I grew up in America," Jack began "I've been alone longer than I bet you guys can guess. In that time I used to hang out with not the right sort of people and from them learnt the tricks of the trade, and how to get people to sympathize me so I could get money and other goods from them. One of the best tricks is to appear to be weaker and more pathetic than you actually are. Just like how Quirrell is always acting."

"He's only like that because of that thing about the Vampires in Romania." Ron said.

"How do you know?" Jack asked "Have you asked him? Were you there when said Vampire supposedly attacked him? He's supposed to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for crying out loud! If he can't fight off a single Vampire then I doubt we'll learn anything from him. Besides I've got a friend that says Vampires don't attack humans anymore and haven't since the 1800's" he finished thinking of Mavis.

"Well, no..." Ron said his ears turning a bit red "But who would lie about something like that?"

"Someone who's trying to hide something, that's who," Jack answered back straight away.

When no one believed him Jack said "Fine. You lot keep an eye on Snape, and I'll keep an eye on Quirrell. Five Galleons to the person who got it right."

Rolling their eyes, Harry, Ron and Hermione nodded and together they all went up to bed.