Of Dragons and Badgers
Scene:
In the library. Harry and Ron are seated, reading. Hermione comes up with a huge book. She thumps it onto the table. Harry jumps.
Most of the hall jumped a little along with Ron and Harry. (Not Calla and Briar).
Hermione: I had you looking in the wrong section! How could I be so stupid? I checked this out a few weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
Ron: This is light?
“Yes,” Calla grumbled while Briar shook her head no.
Hermione: {glares} Of course! Here it is! "Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"
Ron and Harry: The what?
Hermione: Honestly, don't you two read? "The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It will turn any metal into pure gold and produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal."
Ron: Immortal?
Hermione: It means you'll never die.
Ron: I know what it means!
Harry: Shh!
Hermione: "The only stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicholas Flamel, the noted alchemist, who last year celebrated his 665th birthday!" That's what Fluffy's guarding on the 3rd floor. That's what's under the trapdoor...the Philosopher's Stone!
They all look at each other.
Harry: we need to tell Briar and Calla
“So happy to be included.” Briar muttered remembering what happened after the excursion.
Scene:
Inside the Slytherin Common Room there are Slytherin and Hufflepuffs plus Calla
Slytherin Prefect: … Cherish your Hufflebuddies with your life. You are worthless without them. Now we begin… Briar Isley-Quinn with Susan Bones
Hufflepuffs and Slytherins share secret smiles at their respective partners.
Briar grins maniacally at a shy looking Hufflepuff but she didn’t look scared of Briar
Slytherin Prefect: Calla Potter with Hannah Abott
This time a bouncy Hufflepuff bounced up and down and gave Calla a greeting hug while Calla froze tensely.
Hannah snuck up behind Call wrapping her up in a big hug. Calla (saw her coming but will never admit it) hisses at her. Hannah gives Calla one last tight squeeze before disappearing. Calla smiled proudly, having taught Hannah to sneak around.
Hannah: we are going to have so much fun
Scene:
Nighttime. Hermione, Ron, Calla, Briar, and Harry are running across the wet ground to Hagrids hut. They knock on the door and it opens.
Harry: Hagrid!
Hagrid: {clad in oven mitts and an apron} Oh, hello. Sorry, don't wish to be rude, but I'm in no fit state to entertain today. {Closes door.}
All 5: We know about the Philosopher's Stone!
“We need to teach you about subtilty,” Forge whispered loudly
{Door reopens.}
Hagrid: Oh.
{They all come into Hagrid's small hut.}
Harry: We think Snape's trying to steal it.
Briar: somebody. We know somebodies tryn’a steal it
Snape smiled smugly at one of his snakes defending him.
Hagrid: Snape? Blimey, Harry, you're not still on about him, are you?
Harry: Hagrid, we know he's after the Stone. We just don't know why.
Calla: more importantly somebody is after the stone
The teachers avoided parent and student eye contact. They had been warned someone was after the stone and they hadn’t listened.
Hagrid: Snape is one of the teachers protecting the Stone! He's not about to steal it!
Harry: What?
Calla: obviously (Calla rolled her eyes)
‘Obviously Ron mouths confused’
“In hindsight yes it was obvious.” Ron sighed disappointed in past him. The Golden Quintet chuckled at Ron good naturedly.
Hagrid: You heard. Right. Come on, now, I'm a bit preoccupied today.
Harry: Wait a minute. {Ron and a big black boarhound, FANG, meet. Fang sniffs Ron.} One of the teachers?
Hermione: {sitting in a large chair} Of course! There are other things defending the Stone, aren't there? Spells, enchantments.
Hagrid: That's right. Waste of bloody time, if you ask me.
{Hermione looks at Ron, who is being sniffed in the face by Fang. Ron shuffles away.} Ain't no one gonna get past Fluffy. Hehe, not a soul knows how. Except for me and Dumbledore. I shouldn't have told you that. I shouldn't have told you that. {A cauldron over a fire begins to rattle.} Oh! {Hagrid hurries over and grabs something} Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! {puts the thing, an egg, on the table. The group crowds around.}
“Oh Hagrid you didn’t,” Sirius widened his eyes Remus shook his head alongside him.
Harry: Uh, Hagrid, what exactly is that?
Hagrid: That? It's a ... its um...
Ron: I know what that is! But Hagrid, how did you get one?
“Possession of dragon eggs is illegal in Britain,”, Umbridge screeched
“Oh, shut up,” Hannah rolled her eyes
Hagrid: I won it. Off a stranger I met down at a pub. Seemed quite glad to be rid off it, as a matter of fact.
The egg rattles and cracks. Pieces fly off as a dragon emerges. It squeaks and slips on an egg piece.
Calla: She’s beautiful
“Indeed,” Charlie’s eyes sparkled
Hermione: Is that...a dragon?
“No, it's a scaly chicken,” Malfoy said straight-faced.
Ron: That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback! My brother Charlie works with these in Romania.
Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh. Bless him, look. He knows his mummy. Hehe. Hallo, Norbert. {The dragon squeaks as it looks at Hagrid.}
Harry: Norbert?
Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's got to have a name, doesn't he?
“And he's attached,” Remus sighed into his hand while the rest of the Marauders chuckled
Ron: {laughs}
Hagrid: Don't you, Norbert? {raises fingers back and forth across Norberts chin} Dededede.
Norbert backs away, hiccups and blows a fireball of fire into Hagrid's beard.
“So precious,” Charlie sniffled and Tonks rolled eyes at her longtime friend
Hagrid: Ohh! Oooh, ooh, ooh, well...he'll have to be trained up a bit, of course. {Norbert hiccups. Hagrid sees someone looking in the window.} Who's that? {The person scampers away.}
Harry: Malfoy.
Hagrid: Oh, dear.
Scene:
The three are walking back through a corridor. An owl screeches.
Harry: Hagrid always wanted a dragon. He told me so the first time I met him.
Briar: Well that's not suspicious or anything (Briar rolled her eyes)
“Good thinking,” McGonagall praised Briars sharp thinking
Ron: It's crazy. And worse, Malfoy knows.
Harry: I don't understand. Is that bad?
“I’m sorry have you met me Potter,” an offended Malfoy looked incredulously at him. Harry just shrugged in response.
Ron: It's bad.
They stop as McGonagall, in her nightgown, appears.
McGonagall: Good evening.
“Oh, no now your facing Minnie,” Sirius
Malfoy appears smugly beside her.
Briar: Draco how nice to see you (Briars smiles too wide with too many teeth its the Gotham smile, Calla gives him the bat glare) (Draco shutters)
Scene:
McGonagall's classroom. The three accused are standing in front of McGonagall's desk, while Malfoy is feet away, smirking but still eyeing Briar and Calla.
McGonagall: Nothing, I repeat, nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken.
Harry: 50?!
“Now that's just excessive,” the marauders gapped at
McGonagall: Each. And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all six of you will receive detention.
Malfoy nods, then his smile vanishes.
Draco: Excuse me, Professor. Perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said..."the six of us."
McGonagall: No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. You see, as honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will serve detention with your classmates.
Laughter rang across the hallway.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione grin, and Draco sags.
“Ah, Vengeance is swift,” Calla let a small smile slip
Calla and Briar exchanged smirks at the inside joke.