Chapter 11 - Level 6 [ part 2 ]. Two months in Hogwarts. (1/2)

At some point in time, 4 people came flying into the room like the death reaper himself was after them. They were panting and sweating.

'Wait a sec… 4 people? Neville?'

I got up, but apparently exhausted kids did not notice me, yet. They were just trying to catch their breath.

”What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?” said Ron finally. ”If any dog needs exercise, that one does.”

”What dog?” I asked.

”Three headed one, of cour… Wait, who are you? What are you doing here?”

”Name's Magnus. Couldn't fall asleep. Decided to read a book and sit by a fireplace, but I think your story for going out after curfew is much more interesting. Also, Hermione? Neville? Never thought of you as an adventurous type.” I smiled.

Neville was too scared or tired to speak anything. As for Granger.

”It was an accident!” Hermione tried to prove her innocence ”I tried to persuade not to duel, but painting… and Fat Lady left, so I…” She got really flustered.

”Don't worry Hermione. It is okay. But duel, really? We don't even wield battle spells currently. And I ȧssume it should have been duel between Draco and Potter? You two really don't waste your time, ha-ha.” I laughed.

I had no idea there was a duel between the two of them. I only knew about them finding a dog. What the heck is going with this world. Was it in a film as well? I mentally sighed due to my memory being so hazy about the details of a film.

”There was no duel. Hmph, Malfoy chickened out!” Ron answered.

”More like he tricked you two into going out of curfew! Otherwise, Filch wouldn't be looking for students in that exact room. I told you both! We could all have been killed— or worse, expelled.” Hermione was insistent on proving her point and pointing out boys, recklessness.

”Why are you behaving like we dragged you with us?” Ron was annoyed at her.

Just when Granger wanted to answer back, I put a hand on her shoulder and said:

”So what dog were you talking about? And what dog is doing in Hogwarts?”

”It was some kind of a magical beast. And it was guarding something!”

”Guarding?” Harry asked.

”Didn't you see what he was standing on?”

”The floor?” Harry ȧssumed ”I wasn't looking at its feet, I was too busy with its heads.”

”No, not the floor. It was standing on a trapdoor. Therefore, guarding.”

”Sounds, great, but it's very late, now. Tomorrow we have potions, so it will be a good idea if we all go to bed. Look at Neville. He looks like he will fall asleep any moment. See you tomorrow.”

Harry was thinking hard about something. Apparently, he caught a plot and got interested in unraveling it. Great, main story can progress now. What's important now, is not to push it too much and give in to a natural flow.

We all went to our respective dormitories and rooms.

It went pretty well. Now let's sleep.

*Morning next day*

During breakfast, Ron and Harry were busy discussing something. Granger was refusing to speak with those 2 and Neville did not care about a thing.

Also, Harry got a very big and long package with a letter and I was thinking who might send him something so big. Then something came to my mind.

'Is that a… broomstick. But wasn't it gifted to him after troll attack, right before quidditch match? Was it something appearing only in a film?'

I got another mental sigh. Information from a film feels less and less reliable. Also, brooms are against the rules for first years. How would he deal with that?

Harry took the letter, read it and happily took Ron and package outside the hall. However, they were barred by Malfoy and the gang. He took away package and after finding out it was broom, throwed it back at him. They started bickering and Malfoy tried to sell Potter out, but utterly failed.

Honestly, watching them bicker is quite amusing. Me and Hermione were going to common room to take our things before the class and heard Ron and Harry laughter on stairs. And obviously she started berating Harry for his behavior and broomstick. Harry answered back and Ron backed him.

They were so childish, that I wanted to laugh, but couldn't. Hermione walked away, while I smiled to the boys and showed them thumbs up.

”Congrats with the broom.” I whispered to them and ran after Hermione.