The Protector

*Christmas Time*

"Why on earth would Snape have a reason to jinx Harry?" Hagrid asked. It's been about a week since the whole incident with Quidditch.

My birthday was fun. Sort of exciting. Everyone was telling me "Happy Birthday!" and such. Even Draco said Happy Birthday, which I found kind of odd. He still hasn't answered me though. But other than that, I got a cool birthday present. Dumbledore got me a barn owl.

"It wasn't Snape," I say, popping the 'P'.

"Yes it was, and I don't know. Why would Snape try to get past that three-headed dog and through a trapdoor?" Harry counteracted me.

"Wasn't Snape," I say again.

"Wait a sec'nd, how d'ya know bout Fluffy?" Hagrid asks, ignoring my comment.

"You named him, Fluffy?!" Ron was stunned.

"It has a name?!" Hermione asked.

"It is a very cute dog, Fluffy," I said.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I name my own pet? And thank you, Bridget. A guy at a pub was selling 'em, so I bought 'em. Then I had to give 'em to Dumbledore to keep the..." Hagrid stopped.

He shouldn't have said anything.

"Keep the what?" Harry was trying to get more out of him.

"I shouldn't have said anything. I ain't answer anymore questions. All of this is top secret," Hagrid stopped.

"It's not that good of a secret if Snape knows about it and is trying to steal it," Harry spoke fast with Hagrid.

"Once again it's. Not. Snape," I say throwing my hands in the air.

"Who do you think it is then?" Ron asked.

"Obviously, it's Quarrel."

"How could it possibly be Quarrel?" Hermione asked.

"You don't know what he feels. His true emotions. But I do," I said. "Harry. Remember the day we met him, he was 'p-p-pleased to m-meet you,' Well his eyes didn't say that."

He rolled his eyes.

"Fine," I said in defeat, "but at the end of the year, I'm going to be right."

"Whatever," All three of them said.

"Either way, they are both Hogwart teachers," Hagrid interupted us.

"I doesn't matter if he's a Hogwarts teacher. I know all about jinxes. I read about them," Hermione said.

Yeah, you read about everything.

"You have to keep eye contact and Snape never blinked," Hermione continued.

Granted, Hermione's my best friend but can she not know something.

"Now," Hagrid sighed, "listen up you four. You need ter stop Putin' yer noses in other people's business. Things like this are dangerous. What Fluffy is guarding is to be only between Porfessor Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel."

Poor Hagrid...always let's out too much information.

"Who's Nicholas Flamel?" Harry asked.

Then Hagrid walked away muttering to himself, "I shouldn't have said anything."

"Nicholas Flamel..." I thought out load. "Who's Nicholas Flamel?" I turned to my friends.

"I haven't the slightest clue," Hermione shrugged.

Really, 'Mione. The one time we need you to know something and you don't? We all walked inside, "I guess we are going to have to do some research," I suggested.