Damnit, Weasley!

Chapter Fourteen: Nicholas Flamel

"Just do it, you won't get caught. Trust me." Draco mumbled.

I was currently standing in front of a quivering Neville in the library. He had made the mistake of bumping into me and making me drop a heavy book on my foot, which hurt.

Draco was convincing me to use the leg-locker curse on him. As my foot throbbed, I finally did it, even though I wasn't 100% sure it would work.

"Locomotor Mortis!" I shouted, pointing my wand at his legs.

I was surprised to see it actually did work. It was pretty complicated magic. Neville fell down onto the floor as me and Draco laughed at him. He struggled to get up and started hopping away.

"That was pretty good!" Draco said, turning towards me.

"It was! I can't believe I did that!"

Ron's POV

I was currently in the common room with Harry and Hermione, talking about how Snape would be refereeing the next Quidditch game. I felt pretty bad for Harry, if I was him, I'd fake a terrible accident to get out of playing.

We were interrupted by Neville falling into the common room. His legs were locked together, poor bloke.

Everyone started laughing except Hermione, who performed the counter-curse at once.

"What happened?" She asked him, leading him over to sit with us.

"A-Alex." He said, causing me to let out a little gasp. "She was with Malfoy in the library. I bumped into her on accident and she dropped a book on her foot. She wasn't gonna do anything until Malfoy convinced her to put the curse on me...." he said, trailing off at the end.

"Go to Professor McGonagall! Report them!" Hermione suggested.

"I don't want more trouble." He mumbled, shaking his head.

"You've got to stand up to him, Neville! He's used to walking all over people, but that's no reason to lie down in front of him and make it easier!" I told him.

"It was your sister who performed the curse, Ron, not Malfoy." Harry said.

"He's corrupting her! Making her bully Neville! He can't even stand up for himself!" I yelled angrily.

"There's no need to tell me I'm not brave enough to be in Gryffindor, Alex and Malfoy've already done that." Neville said, his voice cracking.

Harry gave him a Chocolate Frog.

"You're worth twelve of them. The Sorting Hat chose you for Gryffindor, didn't it? And where are they? In stinking Slytherin." Harry said, causing me to frown a bit.

My sister is such a git.

-time skip-

Alex's POV

"-and then he hopped away, like some sort of rabbit!" I finished telling my story to Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were all laughing as they ate their dinner.

"So you aren't afraid of getting caught?" Asked Pansy, wiping tears off her face from laughter.

"He's too much of a coward. It's a mystery why he got sorted into Gryffindor." Draco said, answering for me.

A note found its way in front of me, almost landing in my pasta.

Alex

Meet me outside of the Great Hall. It's important.

-Ron

I sighed. I better go.

"I'll see you guys later, my brother wants something." I said, getting up to leave.

I walked out of the Great Hall and saw my twin, waiting there for me.

"What is it?" I asked him, seeing him looking a bit anxious.

"Why did you bully Neville? Was it Malfoy?! Did he force you?!" He asked me strictly.

"Is this all you wanted me for?"

"Just answer the question!"

"Ugh, fine. He didn't force me, ok? Neville hurt my foot and I got mad. Happy?"

"You shouldn't have cursed him. That's such a mean thing to do."

"Do you need anything else?"

"We found out who Nicholas Flamel is and what that dog is hiding."

A look of surprise crossed my face as I leaned in closer.

"Wait, really? Tell me."

"Do you promise not to tell your friends?"

"No duh, now tell."

"Ok, so Nicholas Flamel created something called the Sorcerer's Stone. It turns any metal into gold and creates this elixir that leaves the drinker immortal. Fluffy is guarding the Sorcerer's Stone because it wasn't safe in Gringotts!"

"Woah! I can't believe it. It's so crazy it's true!"

"I know, right?"

"I better get going, Draco and the others are probably waiting for me."

"Wait, where did you get that necklace?"

"From Draco."

"Looks expensive."

"Well yea, he's pretty damn rich." I said, thinking about my Nimbus that I missed oh so much.

"Well, that's all. See you." He said before walking off into the Great Hall. I walked back to the Slytherin table quickly and sat next to Draco.

"So, what'd he want?"

"Nothing."