Chapter Fourteen

Friendships form strangely, between the three of them there remained a silent mutual agreement. Harry was still a little suspicious at first, but after he talked to Malfoy about quidditch he relented and soon the two forgot their differences.

I must admit that the changes in this world amaze me.

We still meet at Hagrid's hut in the afternoons for tea.

Harry decided to tell Hagrid about his discovery the night before the match.

- "We found out something about him," - He said. - "He tried to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween. And the dog bit him. We think he was trying to steal what that dog was guarding."

Hagrid dropped the kettle. - "What do you know about Fluffy?" - He said.

- "Fluffy?"

- "Uh-huh... He's mine... I bought it from a Greek I met in the pub last year... and I lent it to Dumbledore to guard..."

- "Did you?" - Said Harry nervously.

- "Well, don't ask me any more questions," - Said Hagrid gruffly. - "It's a secret."

- "But Snape tried to steal it."

- "Nonsense," - Repeated Hagrid. - "Snape is a Hogwarts professor, he would never do such a thing."

- "Of course, he wouldn't." - Draco replied. - "My godfather wouldn't do such a stupid thing."

- "But I saw the wound"

I continued eating as if nothing had happened. It was good gossip.

Obfuscated, Hagrid interrupted them. - "I don't know why Harry's broom reacted the way it did... But Snape wasn't going to try to kill a student! Now, listen to me, all three of you, you're meddling in things that don't concern you and that's dangerous. Forget that dog and forget what he's guarding. Only Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel have a role to play in that..."

Secrets are not their strong suit.

- "Ah," - Said Harry. - "So there's someone called Nicolas Flamel involved in this, is there?"

Hagrid seemed to become furious with himself, and after that, Harry couldn't mention anything about Snape because our dear gamekeeper would get angry. So we had fairly quiet evenings.

Christmas, the lake was frozen solid, and my brothers were punished for hexing several snowballs to follow Quirrell and hit him in the back of his turban. I must admit I helped them, but I got away before they caught me.

All the students were impatient for the holidays to begin. While the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall had fireplaces burning, the corridors had turned icy, and a cruel wind was knocking at the classroom windows. Worst of all, in Professor Snape's classes, down in the dungeons, it was too cold so I had no choice but to cast a spell to temper my body, cast it on Harry, Draco Neville, and all who wanted it.

Although sometimes I would ask for food for my services.

At the end of Potions class, we found a large fir tree occupying the end of the corridor. Two huge feet appeared from under the tree, and a great snort indicated that Hagrid was behind it.

- "Hello Hagrid, need any help?" - Harry asked, poking his head through the branches.

- "No, it's all right. Thanks, Harry."

- "You're going home this Christmas?" - I asked Draco.

- "Yes, my mother wants to see me." - He answered with the tip of his nose red. - "You?"

I sighed, despite my mother's insistence I refused. - "No, I'll stay here."

- "You can go if you want." - Harry appeared behind us.

- "I like it here."

- "More like you like the food here." - They both pointed out.

- "Hey!" - I complained as they laughed.

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