Scarlet Destiny and the Sorcerer's Stone

by MonikaRose

On that fateful night, not only Harry James Potter's life was turned upside down. Before Voldemort went for Harry, he hunted the powerful baby girl ever. She had her mother's luscious green eyes and dark black silky coils. Her name is Scarlet Hope Destiny. Voldemort is after her for her Elemental powers as well as her abnormal healing powers. Will Voldemort succeed? Find out!

5. Year 1 Snape and Soft doesn't clash!

Scarlet Destiny and the Sorcerer's Stone

Chapter five

Snape and Soft doesn't clash

~Scarlet~

"There, look!"

"Where dude?!"

"Next to the tall kid with the red hair."

"Wearing glasses and beautiful like hell?"

"Did you see his face?"

"Did you see her? Damn! She is beautiful!"

"She is just eleven, you moron..."

"Did you see his scar?"

"Did you see her neck? Her moon shaped scar is wicked!"

Whispers followed Harry and me when we stepped out of the Gryffindor tower with Ron beside us. My eye twitched in annoyance and embarrassment when I heard those idiotic comments. I let my hair cover my neck before hurrying after Harry and Ron. Students were lining up and whispering to each other when they saw us, the duos. Some were even peering outside the classrooms standing on their toes to get a better look. I grinned lazily when I saw Harry giving glares to the people who commented those idiotic comments. I chuckled before pulling the two along with me. We were lost and these comments didn't help us either. There were so many staircases at Hogwarts ranging from wide to narrow, enchanted to non-enchanted.

"We are so late," Harry muttered speeding along with Ron and me.

My face scrunched up in discomfort. "What's the first lesson we have?"

"Transfiguration," Ron answered with wide eyes. "Merlin, if we do not hurry up Professor McGonagall will be steaming in anger!"

I pressed my lips tight before sighing. "Well… I guess we have to hurry then," I said pulling Ron's and Harry's hand and sped past many awing students in the corridors using my 'Destiny' instinct. It's just nothing but we, Destinys, have something in our blood that makes us very well aware of the danger. It's called as instincts, normally. And many normal people never listen to their gut feelings. But to Destinys these instincts are really powerful, handy and really helpful.

"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed. "How come you're this fast?"

I just grinned cheekily. "That's for me know and for you to find out,"

And within five minutes we're standing right in front of the classroom. I arched an eyebrow looking at them before we three made our way into the class where Professor McGonagall is nowhere to be found. Instead a black cat with beady eyes staring intently at us as soon as we entered. I'm pretty sure the cat is Professor McGonagall. How do I know that? Well….from the stare we're getting it's pretty much like the stares given by Professor McGonagall. I think she is in her animagus form.

Ron, not knowing that cat is Prof. McGonagall, grinned victoriously when he saw no Professor in the class. "Phew! We made it! Imagine the look on the Professor's face when she saw us now,"

Harry grinned but I was staring at the cat in discomfort. "Um…Guys? The cat is Professor McGonagall." I said. Professor thought that would be the best time to transform back to human. She jumped from the table elegantly and when she was in the air she transformed back to human.

"Wicked," Ron whispered in awe. Professor McGonagall's eyes were narrowing at us, her lips were in straight line, her hair is in tight bun and she was wearing the black with green robes. I smiled a wolfy grin at her to lighten up the tension.

"Looking particularly delightful today, Professor McGonagall," I said smiling brightly. "I love what you've done to your hair," I finished grinning while students were gaping at me. Especially Hermione whose eyes are wider than saucer plates. I cheered inwardly when her lips twitched up for a minute before she returned to her ever stoic facial expression. Dang! Well…I tried.

"Though I'm flattered by your statements, Ms, Destiny and Mr. Weasley… You three are late by fifteen minutes," Professor McGonagall said tersely eying us with slight anger and amusement. "Care to tell me the reason why you're late?"

"We got lost, Professor," Harry admitted guiltily.

"Then perhaps a map?" she asked arching her eyebrow. I tilted my head.

"Why do I feel like she had said these exact lines already?" I muttered. Professor McGonagall glanced at me with a quick amused smile that caught me off guard before turning to the boys.

"But Professor we lost the map!" I insisted. Hey…it's true we lost the map when we were lost our way to the class.

She arched an eyebrow. "And where exactly did you lose the map, Ms. Destiny?"

I grinned. "We lost the map when we were lost for the hundredth time climbing up hundredth stairs," I kind of riddled it to make her confuse. Ron and Harry looked at me like I had escaped from the mental hospital. She frowned like it didn't made sense to her. Hell! Even I couldn't make sense of that!

"I suggest you take you seats, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Ms. Destiny," she said with a sigh of defeat while I grinned victoriously before she eyed us again. "I take it you don't need to be shown your seats?"

Ron and Harry immediately scurried away while I lazily made my way towards Hermione who had a vacant seat beside her irking Prof. McGonagall. But she didn't say anything so I settled down with Hermione next to me. Ron and Harry were behind us and I can say they're finding it hard time to keep their laughter at bay since Prof. McGonagall is watching us warily. Hermione leaned in after Prof. McGonagall's stare wasn't on us.

"Are you nuts?!" she furiously whispered like I had insulted Professor McGonagall. I shrugged.

"Do you want Minnie to chew us out?" I whispered back still staring at Prof. McGonagall who was asking us to take some notes.

Hermione's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "Minnie?"

I grinned at her. "Nickname for Professor McGonagall. Her name is quite mouthful,"

Hermione shook head and chuckled in wonder while Ron snorted when he heard the name and Harry coughed not to laugh. I smiled before listened intently to what Professor McGonagall is saying. Though she looks like a strict lady, I think she already has a soft spot on me. She is different and she is not the one to cross. She is strict and clever but she is soft and caring. I really like Professor McGonagall already. Soon we finished taking some heavy notes and she demonstrated on changing a table into a pig. We were given a match and were asked us to try and change that into a needle.

"This is going to be awesome," I whispered with a smile and shared a happy look with Hermione before we started our process. Soon the class came to an end with me and Hermione making two perfectly pointed needles. Professor McGonagall embarrassed me by showing it to everyone. I ducked my head to avoid my flaming cheeks while Hermione was beaming when Professor McGonagall gave us a rare smile. The bell rang and we collected our things. Before going out I turned back and gave Professor McGonagall a cheeky grin.

"Good day to you, Minnie," I said laughing at her stumped expression and hurrying out of the classroom with Harry and Ron beside me laughing like maniacs.

"You're bloody brilliant," Harry said grinning while Ron nodded with a smile.

"Why thank you," I said did a mock bow to them before laughing and scurried off dragging Hermione with us. She rolled her eyes but there was still a smile on her lips.

~Harry~

Ok the past week has nothing but somewhat boring. I really thought Transfiguration would be impressive. You know, turning some inanimate object into some animal but it turns out that we would be doing some simple things. Like turning a matchstick to needle. We have to take more complicated notes and seriously I couldn't concentrate with Scarlet joking around. I had to bit my hand in order to stop the laughter when she called Professor McGonagall as 'Minnie'. I have to admit, that girl has some guts. Ron couldn't even make any change just like me whereas Scarlet and Hermione changed the matchstick to some perfectly pointed silver needles. Scarlet blushed while Hermione beamed around when Professor McGonagall showed everyone the needles. I and Ron snickered in amusement but stopped when she gave us a playful glare. Scarlet does help in relaxing with her sarcastic jokes.

Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher was a tiny little wizard. He always seemed to have piles of books over his book to stand and greet the students. I and Scarlet were really amused when he took the roll call. Because when he reached mine and Scar's name he gave an excited squeak before toppling over. Scarlet shared an amused smile with me before giggling lightly at the Professor. I guess she liked Professor Flitwick.

Herbology Professor Sprout was good. She teaches us some bizarre plants, their names and their uses in different potions that I hadn't even heard about. It happened three times a week and Scarlet immediately liked Herbology.

But I don't think Scarlet didn't enjoy the times she had spent with me trying to study the different stars in the skies on every Wednesday at midnight. She was really grumpy and almost slept every time she comes there. She just would look at stars in awe. We had to study the names of the stars and the movements of planets. Though I didn't like to be studying at midnight…I rather enjoyed it.

The class we had really been looking forward to was Defense Against the Dark Arts. But Quirrell's lessons turned out to be a bit of joke. Even Scarlet was upset about how it wasn't that much interesting and she was suspicious of Quirrell. She explained that she didn't like Quirrell that mach. And she seemed to be wary of him. She had seated next to Hermione while Ron and me sat behind them. The classroom smelled strongly like garlic and when someone named Seamus Finnigan asked about this, Quirrell said that he had encountered a vampire in Romania. He was afraid he would stalk him to death so to repel him; he made the room smell like garlic. At that Scarlet laughed out loud before silencing when Hermione clamped her mouth shut before giving Professor Quirrell an apologetic smile. Scarlet rolled her eyes. "I stand corrected. He seriously creeps me out," she quoted.

I had to admit I was immensely relieved when I realized I wasn't miles behind everyone. There were many students coming from muggle family and they couldn't understand anything about Wizarding wars. The most boring class was History of Magic taught by a ghost. His name is Professor Binns. He was very old and he droned on and on about wars and such. I could vividly remember Scarlet and Ron running out of the class as if it was on fire. It was hilarious though.

"What do we have today?" I asked Ron as I ate my porridge.

"Double Potions with the Slytherins," Ron said with distaste. I saw Scarlet skipping towards the Great Hall dragging Hermione behind her. I waved her when Scarlet gave me a bright smile. I don't know how she could be this bright…she was never a morning person.

"Snape is the Head of the Slytherin house. He always favors them." Ron said scooping some ice cream. Scarlet plopped beside me and grinned.

"Double Potions?" she asked looking at Ron's face. I nodded.

"Wish McGonagall favored us," I said. Scarlet shook her head.

"Nah, I think McGonagall favor us only in a different way," she said. "I called her Minnie several times but she never given me any detention. If it was Snape, I would be serving detention for the rest of my life at Hogwarts," she said chuckling.

I laughed. "True, true,"

She gives some hard time to Professor McGonagall by calling her as 'Minnie' whenever she saw her passing around. Even though Professor McGonagall was practically fuming whenever Scar calls her with her nickname, I could make out a small amused smile on her lips. She is not so tough when Scar is around.

Just then the mail arrived. I had gotten used to it but it still amazes me. Or more like freaks me out. I saw a white owl circling above us and for a moment I thought it was Hedwig but the owl swooped low and perched itself on Scar's shoulders scaring the day lights out of her.

"Valen!" she exclaimed placing a hand over her heart. "You gave me a heart attack!"

I swear I thought Valen smirking at Scar before she rolled her eyes and gave him some mint treats and took out the letters. She had two letters and she seemed to be delightful. I saw another owl swooping down towards Ron and dropped him a roll of newspaper and a letter. I was surprised when Hedwig dropped a letter to me. I never got any letter. I opened to see it was Hagrid who wrote to me. I grinned.

Dear Harry,

I know you get Friday afternoons off, so would you like to come and have a cup of tea with me around three? You could bring Scarlet and Ron if you want to. I want to hear all about your fist week. Send us an answer back with Hedwig.

Love,

Hagrid.

I smiled and tapped Scar's and Ron's shoulders to get their attention.

"Hagrid wanted you two to have some tea with him," I informed. Scar beamed while Ron grinned. "Are you guys interested?"

"Yea, Harry!" they both exclaimed. I happily wrote back that we would be there and sent Hedwig off again. I turned to see Scarlet beaming when she read the letters. I wonder from whom she had gotten those letters…

~Scarlet~

After saying yes to Harry, I ripped Remus letter first. Though I love my mom and all, I still want to read Remus letter first. I wrote to both of them when I arrived at Hogwarts but guess they didn't had time to write back. Valen was pecking some mint treats while occasionally commenting (more like joking) me. I rolled my eyes and shoved him off me.

"Hey! Why are you shoving me?!" Valen shrieked and tried to bite my fingers. Of course only playfully.

I rolled my eyes again, "Please I'm trying to read the letters. Now shoo, go and annoy other owls or Neville," I said shooing him away. Valen always had the habit of freaking out people. He did it several times to my mother back home but now he got another new victim. Neville Longbottom. He was a good, extremely clumsy and shy boy I had ever seen. He was the one who constantly lose his toad and even passwords.

"Ahah! You're right! Thank you, my lady, for this valuable information!" he said before flew away. I laughed when I heard a girlish shriek and then a huge 'THUD'

"Stupid Valen," I mumbled tearing the letter open.

Dear Lettie,

How was your week at Hogwarts? I'm sorry I didn't write before but I had some problems with the work. Violet was fretting about the whole destroying-the-furniture-because-it's-fun thing. I had to admit…it was pretty good. I didn't know you were that good at stunning and offensive spells. I'm proud to have you as my goddaughter. I heard that you're giving Professor McGonagall a tough time like your father did. Please Lettie behave yourself and don't look for troubles. And don't tell me that it's practically encoded in your blood and all. I'm glad that you're friends with Harry, Ron and Hermione. From what I had heard about Hermione, she will keep you in line. Write back soon, Lettie!

With lots of love,

Remus.

I pouted. "I'm offended that he thinks that I find trouble. Usually it's the other way," I mumbled before scribbling a reply letter to Remus.

Dear Remmie,

Ok, I'm offended you would think I would look for troubles. It was usually the other way around. Ooh…So my dad was a prankster like me?! So cool! And don't tell my mother that I said this! I don't know whether you're mocking me or really complimenting me….Well thanks Uncle Remus! I don't know it's because of my wand or me…but I admit, I'm pretty good at stunning spells and offensive spells. Pssh…Minnie luuurrvvves me, Remmie! And I am behaving myself! Yeah…I'm too glad to be friends with them! You're right. Hermione does keep me in line but I escaped from her clutches few times and pranked some Slytherins. Nothing much, Remmie, I just turned their hair along with their robes pink. No one suspected anything though since I'm such a good innocent little girl. I'm pretty much enjoying here! I would update if something strange happens! Bye!

Lots and lots of love,

Scarlet.

I grinned before ripping my mother's letter open. I was glad that she didn't use howler for breaking the chairs…but then again I know she would get back at me.

Dear Scarlet,

You know I have a hard time explaining what happened to the chairs to the Elders? They were very suspicious but let it go since we are one of the respected families among the area. You are in a deep trouble young lady! But how do you like your school? I heard you are friends with Harry and Ron. Good, I thought you would be a loner forever. Please stop prakning people and freaking them out with your sneaking-them-and-freak-the-hell-out-of-them gift. You seemed to be rubbed off on Valen who wouldn't stop freaking me out when he delivered this letter. I also heard a new victim for Valen. Please don't look for troubles and don't say troubles find you. Behave.

Love,

Mother.

I rolled my eyes and pouted. "Why does everyone thinks I find trouble?" I mumbled and scribbled her reply letter when I heard another shriek. Neville's voice filled my ears again with Valen's mocking dark laughter. I suppressed my smirk when I started to write.

Dear mother,

I'm honestly offended (Again) you would think I was looking for troubles? Seriously! Even Remus said that! I don't look for troubles! Come on mom…you would've used memory-lost charm on them if their suspicious spiked. Yeah, I'm friends with Harry and Ron. Honestly woman you thought I would be a loner? I'm flattered mother (Sarcasm if you didn't notice my dearest mother). And I didn't prank anyone except for Slytherins. I just dyed their hair neon pink along with their robes. That's all. I am behaving. Well, Valen is my owl right? Of course he would freak you out. If he doesn't, I probably disown him! Then again if I can disown an owl. But I'm good. So don't worry about me and stop pestering Remus. Leave the poor man alone, woman. But I have to go. Bye!

By your awesomely-amazing-daughter-who-freaks-you-out

Scarlet.

I smiled cheekily before whistling for Valen. I saw him lifting his head up and flew away from Neville who was practically crouching as low as he could. I gave a pointed look to Valen who smiled sheepishly.

"Got excited. That's all," he said defensively. I sighed.

"Sorry Neville!" I called and earned a small squeak of 'I'm fine' from him.

I turned to Valen and tied my letters around his ankle. "Deliver them safely for me, ok?"

He nodded and hooted softly before flying away. I smiled before turning to Ron who had some kind of parcel with him and a roll of newspaper. I tilted my head when Harry borrowing the newspaper from Ron who shrugged and gave him a go signal.

"Hey guys look at this," Harry said showing me and Ron the headline. My eyes widened in surprise while Ron chocked on his food.

Gringotts Break-in Latest!

Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.

Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault 713 that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day.

"But we're not telling you what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you," said a Gringotts goblin this afternoon.

"Break in at Gringotts?" Ron asked incredulously.

Harry frowned. "It happened on my birthday," he mumbled looking at us in confusion. "I and Hagrid went to that vault 713. There was nothing in there except for some sort of pouch which Hagrid had taken…"

We three shared an uneasy look as Hermione shot us a confused look. We soon finished our breakfast before hurrying off to Potion class which was in dungeons. I shivered as I stepped inside the dungeon because it was colder than up in the main castle and it was creepy. Professor Snape, our potion master, started the class by taking the roll call and paused at Harry's name.

"Ah yes…" he said softly. "Harry Potter. Our new celebrity…"

I blinked at how his voice sounded bitter, cold and hate. I turned around gave Malfoy and his friends a petrifying glare when they sniggered behind their hands. They immediately shut up once when they saw the glare. Again Professor Snape paused when he checked my name.

"Scarlet Destiny," he said softly looking at my eyes intensely. "Another new celebrity…"

I thought he would hate me too but instead of hatred, I saw soft and warm look in his coal black eyes. I blinked when I saw a ghost of smile on his lips before turned to the parchment again. I shared another uneasy look with Harry who was before me with Ron beside him.

Soon Snape finished calling the names and looked up the class. His eyes were void of emotion before addressing the class.

"You are here to learn about the subtle science and precise art of potion making," he began which peeked my interest at the choice of his words. He spoke barely more than a whisper but he caught my interest with his words. "There will be no foolish wand waving here. I don't expect you will understand the beauty of softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, delicate power of liquids and its extraordinary uses if you aren't such a bunch of dunderheads,"

I stifled a giggle when I heard the last words but Harry and Ron were busy sharing the same uneasy looks while Hermione was on the edge of the seat. But of course Professor Snape glanced at me when I made a funny noise trying to contain my laughter and paused my breathing. His eyes looked intensely at mine with soft and warm look before turning to Harry.

"Potter!" Snape barked suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

"I don't know sir," Harry responded.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" he asked again. I'm pretty sure if Hermione stood on her toes she would reach the ceiling. But why Professor Snape is asking those 5th year portions? Is he trying to make Harry suffer or something?

I knew Harry didn't have the faintest idea on what a bezoar was. I could see Malfoy and his goons are shaking in laughter.

Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand while I was trying desperately to bring her hand back to its original place.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

"I don't know sir," he answered again. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?"

I couldn't help but laugh loudly. Professor Snape at once turned to me but I couldn't stop giggling. He raised an eyebrow amusedly.

"Destiny…if you perhaps tell me the answers to the question I had asked…only if you could," he sneered. I grinned before standing up.

"Your faith on me is astonishing, Professor Snape," I began calmly. Snape's lips curled upwards in amusement for a second before dropping back to a sneer. "Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of the goat and it will save you from poisons. Monkshood and wolfsbane are the same plant and also goes by the name of aconite." I finished smirking at his jaw dropped expression. He wasn't the only one though, entire class's jaw dropped on hearing this.

Then a miracle happened. Professor Snape gave me a small smile though it is small it was visible for everyone. "Correct, Ms. Destiny. Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?"

There was a sudden rummaging of quills and parchments. Over the noise Snape said. "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your classmate's cheek. But…" he trailed off looking at me with those soft look again. "Five points to Gryffindor for your classmate's brilliance," he finished with a smile before walking away. Harry and Ron were gaping at me while I just stared at his retreating form in surprise. I turned to them and gave a shrug before a grin broke out in their lips. They gave me thumbs up before started to write what Snape told us to. I glanced around to see some Slytherins were giving a shocked look to each other while some threw me many nasty glares for which I responded with one of the famous 'Destiny' glares. They immediately turned away from me and I smirked victoriously.

"Holy shit!" someone whispered. "I can't believe Snape gave points to a Gryffindor!"

I giggled when Snape threw a white chalk over his shoulder without even turning back and it landed perfectly on the boy's head making him to cry in pain.

"I wouldn't appreciate that kind of tone here, Mr. Harper,"

No wonder. That boy is a Slytherin. I joined with Hermione while Harry was paired with Ron when Snape asked us to brew some simple potion to cure boils. Huh…That was good and simple potion.

~Harry~

It was really shock to me and Ron when Snape gave Scarlet points. I admired how she replied him coolly. Gosh…I wish I could be like her. He even gave her a smile! Snape really dislikes me…I wish I knew why he didn't like me. Things didn't improve for us when the Potions lesson continued. We were asked to brew simple potion which act as a cure for boils. He paired me with Ron (Thank god for that!) and Scarlet was paired with Hermione. They were both talking in hushed whispers before Scarlet took some ingredient. Snape didn't help the situation either he was breathing down our neck like we would do something wrong. His long black cloak swept the floor as he watched and criticized almost everyone. He didn't criticize Malfoy and Scarlet.

I was stirring the potion when a loud hissing noise filled the entire room. I jumped in fright when Seamus's cauldron turned into a giant green blob by Neville. The blob damaged people's shoes and the next second the whole class was standing on the stools to avoid it. Neville's face was red and had boils on his skin making me and Scarlet to wince simultaneously. He moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his body rapidly.

"Idiot boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"

Snape ordered Seamus to take Neville to Hospital Wing before rounded on me and Ron. Oh god!

"You, Potter, why didn't you tell him not add the quills? Thought he'd make you look if he got it wrong did you?! A point from Gryffindor."

'That is so unfair!' I thought before opened my mouth only to close it when Ron kicked me behind our cauldron. Ron shook his head when I glanced at him and I sighed before working on our potion. Why did Snape dislike him so much?

"Remind me why we chose seat next to Neville again," Ron muttered beside me making me to grin to him.

"Honestly I have no idea,"

~Scarlet~

I read the instructions before stirring the cauldron four times in counter clockwise then in clockwise direction. Ok…everything is done except for cooling it off for ten minutes then I have to take it off the stove. Hermione was whispering to me while I stirred the cauldron and was about to add porcupine quills. That's when a boom echoed the whole room startling me.

Hermione peered across Harry and Ron to see Seamus's cauldron was turned into an acid green blob and was moving on the floor! Shit! That was amazing but I winced along with Harry when I saw Neville moaning in pain as angry red boils erupted on his skin. After Snape barking that he shouldn't have put porcupine quills before taking it off and boy was I glad for that! I immediately re-treated my hand which was in the possession of porcupine quills and placed it neatly on my lap innocently while Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. I laughed nervously.

"Sorry 'Mione," I mumbled pouting at her.

She rolled her eyes but there was a faint smile. "Thank god you didn't add porcupine quills," she muttered.

I turned to the scene again I was shocked to see Snape docking points because Harry didn't help Neville. I thought that Snape disliked Harry but from the way he is treating him…I'm pretty sure Snape hates Harry. Merlin…I feel so sorry for Harry.

"Ah, Ms. Destiny and Ms. Granger," the same soft voice snapped me out of my thoughts when Professor Snape rounded on us. I blinked and turned to look at Hermione who was taking the cauldron off the stove and she added porcupine quills. "Let's see if you have made a perfect potion for curing boils," he said eying our potion. The potion turned to pale green after adding porcupine quills and was in exact shade of green that Snape insisted heavily.

Snape nodded after moments of observation. "Hmm…Good, Ms. Destiny, Ms. Granger, I believe you have done very well," he said coolly while I shared a grin with Hermione. "Five points to Gryffindor," he said again startling me and others. I blinked as he walked away and used our potion to cure the boils on other persons whose arms and faces had some red blotch. I hi-fived Hermione before stepped away from the cool dungeons an hour later. I saw Harry who was lost in deep thought as he walked before me. I nudged him.

"Heeyyy….What's wrong?" I asked with a goofy grin in hopes of getting him smile again.

Harry instantly smiled. "It's just that I had lost two points in my first week…I don't know why he dislike me so much,"

I blinked. "Harry I think you got it wrong," I said softly making him to frown in confusion. "He didn't dislike you Harry,"

"He didn't dislike me? Then why is he-"

"He hates you, mate." I finished brightly.

Harry gave me a flat look which made me giggle again. "Sorry I had to tell you. It was irresistible,"

"Thank you," Harry said dryly.

"You're welcome!"

He rolled his eyes. "Then it's officially confirmed that he hates me. Then again why does he hate me? What did I do?"

"Eh," I shrugged. "I really don't know," I said.

"Cheer up," Ron said smiling, "Snape's always docking points off Fred and George. Come on...We have to meet Hagrid at three," he said trying to cheer him up.

That got another smile from Harry. "You're right,"

~Harry~

At five to three we left the castle and made our way across the grounds. Scarlet was humming quietly while Ron was glancing around taking in the surroundings. We soon arrived to small hut that looked cozy from outside. Hagrid lived in that small wooden house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"His house looks good," Scarlet mused as she somehow stumbled in between me and Ron. Ron nodded while I knocked. We heard frantic scrabbling noise from inside the house and several barks making us jump in surprise. Then Hagrid's voice rang.

"Back, Fang, back!"

We stepped back a bit when the door opened to reveal a beaming Hagrid. He pulled the door open for us to step inside at the same time he was struggling to keep an enormous black boarhound. Scarlet squealed and bounded to the dog who was yapping happily when she petted him.

Hagrid chuckled. "Like dogs?"

Scarlet turned around. "Are you kidding me? I love dogs!" she said to Hagrid before scratched behind fang's ears making him to bark again. We smiled.

"Make yerselves at home," said Hagrid as Scarlet let Fang to jump on Ron and he started to lick his ears. Scarlet giggled at his discomfort.

"This is Ron," Harry told Hagrid.

"Another Weasley, eh?" he asked glancing at Ron's freckles and red hair. "I spent half my life chasin' yer twin brothers away from the forest,"

I chuckled along with Scar. Hagrid then proceeded to give some rock cakes which were shapeless that almost broke our teeth. But we pretended to enjoy them as we told Hagrid all about their first-lessons. Fang rested his head on my knee and drooled all over my robes.

Me and Ron were delighted to hear when Hagrid called Fitch 'the old git' while Scarlet snickered.

"Yeah, but it was so worth it! You should've seen his face when we tried to open a door which, unfortunately, led to out-of-bounds corridor." She said snickering.

"Of course you'd think that," I muttered with a grin. Scar just pouted.

Then I told Hagrid about Snape's lesson and he told the same thing what Scar and Ron told me. Not to worry and Snape hardly liked any students.

"But he seemed to hate me."

Ron nodded. "Yeah…But he was nice to Scar,"

"Rubbish!" Hagrid denied Harry. "Why should he?"

Of course he didn't meet my eye when he said that and there is something definitely going on with Snape. After some time, Scar casually brought a topic which surprised Hagrid.

"Hey Hagrid, did you read what happened in Gringotts?" she asked watching Hagrid freezing in surprise. She nudged my side and mouthed to me to take over. This girl is a genius! I nodded before turning to Hagrid.

"Yeah, Hagrid, the break-in happened on my birthday," I said watching him carefully. "It might've been happening while we were there!"

There was no doubt then, Hagrid definitely didn't meet my eyes or Scar for the matter. He just grunted and offered him another rock cake. I pressed my lips tight and shared a confused look with Scar. Hagrid emptied the same vault on my birthday. Well it didn't really call as emptying… there was only one package… Had that been what been what thieves were looking for?

After some time me, Ron and Scar walked back to the castle for dinner. My mind was swirling. Had Hagrid collected the package before it could have been stolen? If he did it means…Where was it now? Did Hagrid know something about Snape hating me? And Snape liking Scar? Not that I'm jealous or something….I'm just curious. Even if Hagrid knew something….why he didn't want to tell me?

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