• Part 19 - The stone •

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I made my way to the next room, the flapping came from very strange birds.

Wait these weren't birds...they were keys!

I looked towards the door at the end of the room.

It was old and rusty.

And there was a small broom in the middle of the room.

Oh no.

I was gonna need to fly.

I wasn't great at quidditch.

Wasn't bad! But I certainly wasn't great...

Quidditch was more Draco and V's thing.

And plus, Slytherin girls didn't really play quidditch.

Although it did seem fun.

I needed to find an older key.

Then I saw it...small, rusty and slow.

I grabbed the broom and hopped on.

Then all the keys started swarming towards me full speed.

I started to fly up.

I could barley see from all the keys swarming in front of me.

I started to pickup the pace and noticed the older key.

I pushed with all my might and caught the key.

This was gonna be tricky since I was all alone.

I leaped off the broom and started to unlock the door.

The keys started coming towards me.

The door swung open and I sprinted through.

I slammed the door shut behind me and heard all the keys stab the door from behind.

I had broken a sweat alright.

This was way harder than I expected.

"Lydia?! What are you doing here"

It was Hermione.

Shit shit shit what was I gonna say.

I turned round to see her huddled over Ron's limp body on a chess board.

"I-is he dead!?"

"N-no...I don't think so"

"What happened?"

"We had to play real wizards chess"

I had seen this game before, violent it was.

"Where is Harry then?"

"In the next door, but why are you here? Are you here to steal the philosophers stone?"

"The what?! I'm a lot of things but certainly not a thief!"

"Then what are you doing here?"

"I um...saw you three! And decided to follow you!"

"But...we were...invisible!"

"Motion censored fire"

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