The Riddle: The Philosopher Stone ( Shifting Script/ Harry Potter Fan-fiction )

Chapter 36:

It has been two weeks since Draco and I've had an encounter with my uncle. We've been distant from the others while we met up in the library to conjure a plan. This plan is particularly about trying to reverse our task. So instead of giving them the task, we are trying to warn them. We can't necessarily go up to them and tell them about it, since we don't know who you-know-who's connections. During these past two weeks, Draco and I have been spending every last free minute we can with each other. You might be wondering, Hazel, Draco would never help Harry Potter and his friends! Good realization, but I would like to mention that I made Draco help me. How so? By threatening him of course! I got the two best things from my uncle, good persuasion and the iconic death stare. So, with Draco being afraid of my uncle, how could he not be afraid of me? With all that's going on, we have thought of using a hidden message that can be seen with a specific spell. We still haven't found one specific ingredient for the potion to finish the message. The potion made the words disappear so that when the spell was used on the message, it would reveal them for however long the reader needed.

Draco: " Hazel, are you even listening to me? What's the point of me helping Potter if you're not going to listen!"

I was zoomed out after listening to Malfoy babble about how I would sneak in the supply cabinet to get the last ingredient, bat wings. It was horrifying to think about it, but I had to do this for my friends sake.

Me: " I'm listening Draco, calm down. I will go and get it, don't worry about me."

He rolled his eyes and scoffed

Draco: " Fine. How will we hint them about how to see the message?"

Me: " Don't. I'm sure Hermione will figure it out. She always does."

He suddenly stood up from his chair and put his hands on the desk.

Draco: " Are you serious? That filthy mudblood wouldn't even care to do so, have you seen her? She only focuses on wInGaRdIuM lEvIoSa."

I slammed both my hands down from picking my nails and stared at him.

Me: " Do not DARE to talk about Hermione like that. You obviously do not understand how gratefully minded she is. Do not make me go down the chamber and tell He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named about you being an arse! You know I will!"

He gulped and sat back down, still staring at me hatefully.

Me: " Now, I'm going to go and find the ingredient. Wait for me here. If i'm not back in thirty minutes, go ahead and leave. Goodbye Draco."

I said slightly rolling my eyes at him. I got up and handed him my handbag so he could watch over it as I attempted to do something I knew I could potentially get suspended for. I quickly walked out of the library to the hall. As I went down the hall, I looked around me for any suspicious eyes. I carried with me a white note that would help distract any teachers that asked why I was in the supply cabinet as it was in the middle of a hall. I got this note saying Snape signed for me to go in the hall and today's date. I received it in potions today when I had to go to the bathroom. As I was getting near the cabinet, I saw Professor Quirrell and smiled at him. He looked at me as if he was confused about what I was doing. Suddenly he rushed to me and said

Professor Quirrell: " Miss Hazel, I'm sorry to bother you, if you don't mind me asking, where are you going to?"

He was trying to look for any detail to help his conclusion as I said

Me: " Hi Professor! I do mind, but I might as well tell you,"

He was staring at me, clenching his jaw