A/N: I have been asked a few times in regard to Harry going back in time and not knowing a shield charm…well, in part no one or not many knows that he has gone back in time. Harry doesn't want to draw any undue or extra attention to himself as he is also still wrapping his head around what has happened to him. The learning things he already knows…well the rest don't and I intended to explain that what they were learning was more advanced than what was taught at Hogwarts. I hope that this helps all that have been wondering about this. I apologize as well for not being clear about that.
As the first Quidditch match of the season neared, Harry was becoming more and more excited. He worked hard during practice, keeping his thoughts and eyes on the Snitch. Harry was looking forward to kicking Slytherin's ass. Maybe this time he can catch the Snitch quicker, before Slytherin gets too many points.
The day of the match Harry could not contain himself, he too excited. There was no way that he could play the nervous, terrified part. The rest of the team seeing Harry excited and not nervous or terrified gave them hope of a good season. They had fully expected Harry to be nervous and or terrified, to them the only Quidditch Harry had played was during practice and this was a big match.
The teams walked out on to the field. Madam Hooch wanted a fair game from all of them and she told them so. She blew her whistle and the game began.
Harry wasn't paying much attention to the commentary; he was more preoccupied with getting the snitch early and of course that he was sure that someone on the Slytherin team was more than likely attacking his friends and himself. So Harry didn't know who had more points or even what the score was, he didn't know who had the Quaffle at any given point.
Harry would fly around some, hover and look around. He was mostly doing what he could to stay out of harms way. Suddenly Harry saw the snitch for the first time, and it was earlier then before. Harry starts to go after the snitch when his broom seemed to be out of control, jerking and twitching. 'Damn Quirrell' Harry thought to himself. He quickly looks over to where Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell were sitting at. Harry could clearly see Snape, but Quirrell was too far away. He can feel himself about to fall; he grabs his broomstick handle and the next thing he knew he was dangling from it.
"Bloody hell! What is going on? Look at Harry, look at his broom." Ron alerted everyone to what was happening.
"Hagrid, how can that be possible?" Hermione asked.
"Only powerful Dark Magic could interfere with a broomstick and no student could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand."
"What do we do?" Asked Ron.
Hermione asked to barrow Hagrid's binoculars, she scanned the crowd and saw Snape muttering something and not blinking.
"Leave it to me." Hermione said to Ron quietly.
Hermione left without being seen since everyone was watching Harry. She found her way over to where Professor Snape was sitting. She inadvertently knocked over Professor Quirrell, who did not notice who it was. Hermione pulled out her wand, pointed it at Snape's robes and set them on fire. Before anyone noticed or could look around, Hermione quickly got out of that area. She was eager to see how Harry was fairing.
Harry had been looking around, but mostly had been watching where Snape and Quirrell were. Once he saw Quirrell fall over he could feel that his broom had settled down and flipped himself back onto the broom and was in search of the snitch again.
Hermione got to where she could see the game, and was delighted to see Harry zooming around looking for the snitch.
Harry caught sight of the snitch again, and sped off after it. He was gaining speed and suddenly it seemed to be that he just might fly right past the snitch without any chance of grabbing it. Harry tried to slow down his assent, but it wasn't quite enough. Instead of catching it, he nearly swallowed it and fell to the ground. He choked a little and then coughed the snitch out into his hands. Other than Hermione, Madam Hooch was the only one to realize what had happened.
"Gryffindor's seeker has caught the snitch. Game over. Gryffindor wins." Announced Madam Hooch. They had won 170 to 30.
Harry had barely caught the score over the cheers and yells. He was satisfied, he managed to get the snitch quicker still and Slytherin was not able to get as many points as before.
After the game Harry, Hermione and Ron went to Hagrid's for some strong tea.
"Harry, I know what happened to your broom."
"So do I Hermione. Someone was cursing it or jinxing it."
"I know who it was. It was Snape. Ron and I saw him, he was muttering something and not blinking, he was maintaining eye contact. I know what I saw, I have read all about them, you have to keep eye contact."
"Rubbish. Professor Snape is a teacher, he would not do that." Bellowed Hagrid.
"I don't think that it was Snape. I don't want to come to a conclusion without all the facts. And the fact is that there was someone else over there, I couldn't make out the face but I could see that the person was muttering as well."
"Harry, the other person could have been muttering the counter curse." Ron said
"As you said 'could have'. That is a possibility, but Snape could have been the one muttering the counter curse. We don't know who was muttering what. Lets' not jump to conclusions."
"Wait, Harry how were you able to see what was going on? You were hanging on to your broom for dear life."
"I looked over to where you and Ron were sitting." Harry lied. "Instead I saw Ron and Hagrid. I looked around to find you. I saw the other person fall over and fire catch to Snape's robes and then I was able to get back on my broom and go after the snitch."
"Okay, well how do you explain Snape getting passed that three headed dog on Halloween? Snape was limping after that, I think the dog bit him. He was probably trying to steal what ever that three headed dog is guarding." Ron blurted out.
"How do you know about Fluffy?" Hagrid demanded to know.
"Fluffy? That thing has a name?' Ron replied.
"O' course he has a name, he's mine. I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the…."Hagrid caught himself and stopped. "No more questions. This had nothing to do with students. Nothing to be meddled in."
"But, Hagrid whoever was cursing Harry's broom could have killed him, and is probably the one trying to steal what ever it is. I just know it's some how connected." Hermione said.
"You three never mind about all this. It's too dangerous. Any way it's between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."
"Nicolas Flamel? Who is he?" Hermione dared to ask.
"Doesn't matter. Let it go."
An idea occurred to Harry. He was already feeling real bad about doing it, but felt that there was nothing else that could be done. He just couldn't wait for it to play out it took too long. Without anyone noticing Harry pulled out his wand, held it under the table, pointed it at Hagrid and with a few well-chosen words Harry non-verbally cast a spell. This spell would not hurt anyone. It was similar to Veritaserum; the differences were that it would relax the person as well as that person will not remember telling anything to anyone.
Harry concentrated with some effort; it was a fairly advanced spell. He hoped that it worked. He just needed Hermione or Ron to try asking questions. As though Hermione had read Harry's mind she began to try a gain.
"Hagrid, what harm would it be to tell us."
"Ter tell ya what?"
"Who Nicolas Flamel is?"
"Nicolas Flamel is a noted alchemist, the only maker of the Sorcerer's Stone."
Ron and Hermione were shocked. It seemed strange that suddenly Hagrid was an open book and just moments ago was adamant about them keeping their noses out of it. Harry smirked, but not enough for any one to take notice.
Hermione decided to give her luck a little push.
"Hagrid is that what Fluffy is guarding?"
"Yes."
"Could anyone steal it?"
"No. There are other things protecting it other than teachers."
"Like spells and enchantments?"
"Yes."
"But how would you get passed that three headed dog?" Ron asked
"You have to know how to calm him. For instance, just play Fluffy a little music and he'll fall right to sleep."
"What exactly does the Sorcerer's stone do?" Hermione asked.
"The stone will transform any metal in to pure gold. It also provides the elixir of life, which will make the drinker immortal."
Harry didn't know how much longer he could keep it up, so he decided that was enough. And he knew he had to find away to get Ron and Hermione out of there before asking any more questions.
"Thanks Hagrid. We should go. Don't want any one to get into trouble. See you soon Hagrid."
"Anytime, see ya."
Harry motioned to Hermione and Ron to get up and follow him.
They quickly got back to the castle and to their common room.
"Harry what is going on? Why the change with Hagrid? Why were you so quiet? You know we could have stayed longer; we still have plenty of time. Why do you look so pleased yet guilty?" Hermione rambled on with her questions and a statement.
Harry started off with how bad he felt for doing what he did, but that it had worked. Harry smiled, as Hermione and Ron looked at each other, puzzled. Harry quickly explained about finding the spell and how it worked on a person and that he had used it on Hagrid.
"Harry, that was clever. I don't know how I feel about what you did, but it was clever." Hermione said.
"I get why someone would want to have the or a Sorcerer's Stone, who wouldn't want to have an endless supply of pure gold. But who would want immortality, living forever would get boring." Ron spoke his thoughts.
"Lots of people. Immortality to live forever, one would be able to see everything. Any way, who ever is after the Stone, I don't think that this person wants it for him or herself, I think that this person is after it for someone else." Harry said.
"If that's the case, then who for and why?" Hermione asked.
"Voldemort" Harry said simply.
"But Harry, he's dead." Hermione stated.
"Look not every one believes that he died that night. I refuse to tell my self that he is dead. What if he's not, and everyone has their guard down. It would be disastrous and devastating. So I am not going to convince myself that he's dead and I'm not going to let my guard down. Just a precaution and not forever, time will tell." Harry replied.
Ron and Hermione had nothing to say that. They now knew that he hadn't gone mad. What Harry had said made sense.
Harry was relieved that the troll situation had passed, finding out about the Sorcerer's Stone and Nicolas Flamel, three less things to preoccupy the mind. Harry had more pressing things to think about, schoolwork, being attacked and Quidditch. With only those three things, Harry felt that he should be able to sleep better. He wasn't really in the mode to deal with the Sorcerer's Stone just yet. He first wanted to take care of who was making his life and his friends lives so difficult.
Two weeks until Christmas and so far all five had been doing all right. They hadn't had to go to Madam Pomfrey as Harry and Hermione had both been able to work the counter curses.
At lunch an owl with a package landed in front of Harry. Harry took the package and noticed a note attached to it. Harry tore open the note,
Harry,
Here is the book I ordered for you. Good luck and please keep me posted. You probably, more than I, want these attacks on you and your friends to stop. Hope all is well with you and your friends.
Yours Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Harry hadn't had a chance to look through the book until after dinner. Once Harry was finished with his meal he got up and headed to the common room. Ron and Hermione were not far behind Harry.
"So, Harry the package you got at lunch, is it the book that Dumbledore had ordered for you?" Ron asked
"Yes it is, but it's for us not just me."
"So, who gets to look through it first?" Ron asked.
"Here, Hermione you look through Shield Charms and Spells. I am still looking through Concealment and un-spoken curses. I'll look at it later. Ron you want to read through the books or is it going to be that Hermione and myself tell you?"
"You two go ahead and read, then tell me about it. I have enough shit to read. I don't know how you two are able to read what is needed for class and read extra as well."
Harry was really paying attention to what he was reading in the book, this time; he had not noticed that Ron and Hermione had left the room to go to bed. As Harry was about to turn in for the night he came across a heading in the book, To See The Un-Seen. He leaned back into the chair and continued to read the entire section. There was a spell in the book; Harry read the spell over and over trying to lock it into memory. Being so tired he book marked the page and packed up all his stuff so that he could go to bed.
The next day, Harry, Ron and Hermione were in the library working on class assignments. It was getting late, the librarian walked over to their table, "It's late. You three should be in the dining hall."
With that they packed up their stuff and headed off to the common room. Once there, they set their stuff down on the table. They left the common room and were half way to the dining hall when Ron got hit with a stunning spell, Hermione immediately put up a shield, Harry rushed over to Ron to be sure that he was okay. Harry then cast the See The Un-Seen spell on himself. He knew that who ever it was would still be there as more spells and who knows what all else was being fired at them but bouncing off of Hermione's shield. Harry knew that the spell had worked, he looked in the direction the spell seemed to have come from and there stood Marcus Flint and another Slytherin. They looked confused and pissed.
Harry never gave any indication that he had seen them. Harry looked back at Ron, "Hey Ron do you think that you can stand up and make it to the dining hall?'
"I don't know but I can try. Any one have any chocolate, it will help. I know it will."
The three of them started to make their way to the dining hall. As they passed the two Slytherin's Harry could not resist turning the tables on them. Non-verbally Harry sent a Tongue-Tying curse at Marcus and a Jelly-leg at the other student.
Harry, Ron and Hermione finally make it to their table and started eating. Harry glanced at the high table, found Dumbledore and gave him a knowing look. After dinner Harry gave his best shot at catching Dumbledore.
"Professor. Professor Dumbledore, I need a word with you." Harry called after him.
After a few feet, Dumbledore stopped and turned around.
"Yes, Harry."
"First off, 'Muffliato'. I know who has been attacking us. Marcus Flint and another Slytherin. I believe he is the one that Marcus always hangs out with."
"Well, this helps. Now we just need to catch them in the act. I will let the rest of the staff know so that we can know who to watch a little bit more closely. Thank you Harry for letting me know. It there anything else you would like to tell me?"
Harry told Dumbledore about who he cursed and what curses he used. To Harry surprise Dumbledore laughed.
Marcus and his friend were pissed and very confused. No one knew that they were they were around. How could someone hit them with curses? Who did it? Why didn't they hear anything? Marcus helped his friend to the hospital wing so that Madam Pomfrey could treat them. Marcus needed his friend as he had been hit with a Tongue-Tying curse.
Madam Pomfrey treated the two boys and sent them on their way. Marcus had a feeling that Harry was behind it. He was sure that Harry had been the one to curse them. He just couldn't figure out how Harry would have been able to do it himself. Harry was a first year and first years don't know how to do non-verbal spells and curses. So how did Harry do it? If it turned out that his suspicions were right he was going to make Harry pay!
Dumbledore had taken to concealing himself and following Harry and his friends when they were with Harry. Two days before Christmas Dumbledore was still following Harry, spells, jinxes, hexes and curses were still being casted at them but no sign of Marcus or his friend around. This day, Harry was alone. He had only gotten a few feet out of the portrait hole when Marcus stepped out of where he had been waiting for Harry. To Harry's surprise Marcus and his friend were visible.
"What do you want?" Harry snapped.
"Was it you?'
"What are you referring to?'
"You know bloody well what I am referring to."
"Oh the Tongue-Tying and Jelly-Leg curses. Yes, what can't believe that a first year can actually do non-verbal?"
The next thing Harry heard was "Cruc…"
Harry wasn't sure what exactly was going through his head but he dived to the floor, threw up a shield Charm and stunned both boys. Suddenly Dumbledore had appeared out of nowhere and was extremely pissed. Harry had never seen Dumbledore that pissed ever, he wasn't even sure if he had seen Dumbledore mad.
"Who put you up to this?" Dumbledore demanded.
No response.
"One last time, who put you up to this?"
Again, no response.
"The two of you will be held responsible for everything! To begin one hundred and fifty points will be take from Slytherin, each! I will be writing to your families and telling them about this! At this point you both are suspended until further notice. You will go with me to my office and wait while I arrange for the two of you to be sent home. You will not be allowed to gather your things, I will arrange for someone to get your things and have them sent to you!" Dumbledore yelled. He then turned to Harry, "Are you okay, Harry?"
"I'm good thank you, sir."
Harry went to the dining hall. Dumbledore escorted Marcus and the other boy to his office.
"Harry, where were you? Are you okay? What happened?" Hermione asked.
"I'm okay. A little shocked to be honest. But I'll explain everything back in the common room."
Back in the common room Harry told Ron, Hermione, Fred and George what had happened.
"Marcus was gong to use the Cruciatus curse?" Hermione asked appalled.
"Yes."
"Dumbledore was there?'
"Yeah. He appeared out of nowhere. I think he has been following me."
Christmas eve Hermione left to spend the Holiday's with her parents.
Harry and the Weasleys were staying at Hogwarts. Harry could hardly wait until the next day. He would have his father's invisibility cloak. He was looking forward to that as well as going in search of the Mirror of Erised. It would be Christmas and he felt he should be able to see his family.
On Christmas day, Ron opening his presents loudly woke Harry up. Harry sat up and began opening his presents. He had to contain himself from going straight to the invisibility cloak. Finally the only one left. He glanced over the note and then handed it to Ron. Harry wrapped the cloak around his body, "Ron. Look."
"Bloody hell, that's an invisibility cloak. They're really rare."
Late that night when everyone was asleep Harry got out of bed and tried to wake Ron. That wasn't going to happen. So Harry grabbed the cloak and wrapped his whole body and left the common room.
After who know how long Harry finally found the room with the mirror. He was excited about seeing his parents and other relatives on his dad's side, but he was also nervous for some reason. Harry walked up closer to the mirror and waited to see his family. What he saw was not anywhere near what he had been expecting. His parents and other relatives were not looking back at him.
