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I have hit a bit of a snag with how to end Arc 1, ironic since Arc 2 is more planned out. But better late then for it to be shit. And I had loads of things to do this week, so writing has been slow. Enjoy the chap.

Word Count 2200

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Hogwarts

It was the winter break, and both Albus and Flamel of them were still searching for the Stone. Well Dumbledore was, Flamel was mostly irritating him and amusing himself while watching Dumbledore fail.

Nicolas had no worry about the stone. Oh it was important and priceless. But he had more than enough Elixir to last. And he had an empty spare stone waiting at home. He was much more interested in this thief.

The Philosopher Stone is perhaps one of the most tempting things in the world. Yet this one has only used it a few times and only for the Elixir. Unlimited gold and eternal life right at their fingertips.

And yet. The first thing they do is hide the stone in plain sight. A genius hiding spot. A massive castle with many hidden rooms. Meaning the thief can come and go as he pleases if he knows the secret entrances and exits. If this was anywhere in the world. Flamel would have gathered an army or blown the stone up. But this was a school filled with children. And was an important location to wizarding kind. Hogwarts still has many undiscovered secrets. Destroying it is a good way to get hunted down by other countries.

"Did you check the toilets?" Nicolas said with a soft smile as Albus turned to glare at his former teacher.

"Yes. Nicolas. Do you perhaps have any new bright ideas?" Dumbledore practically spat out. He had never been so irritated in his life. The Philosopher Stone right beneath his nose and he can't do a thing.

Flamel smiled jovially "Actually yes. Instead of looking for the stone. We should look for the method the thief used to get in and out of Hogwarts. That ought to be easier than finding a tiny stone in this giant castle. Who knows the thief might have pulled out a stone brick, hollowed it out and left the stone in there before putting it back.

No our best way to find any clue about the stone's location is finding how the thief moves around. Have your ghosts look for hidden entrances, tunnels or hidden rooms."

Dumbledore rubbed his temples " I have already tried that. The ghosts searched all the rooms they can"

Flamel perked up on that " 'They can'? So there are rooms that they are not allowed in?"

"Well not exactly. They can go in, but they won't come out. Whatever the founders hid in the castle has some arcane protection, something that affects ghosts. They are so terrified of those rooms that they don't even speak about them. Just leaving some vague words"

"Oh you mean like you constantly do. Keeping information hidden from others" Nicolas couldn't help himself, he had to take a shot at his prideful student

Dumbledore's eye twitched "Yes.. even former headmaster have died in their search for the rooms. I doubt our thief has access to them or even knows where they are. I have limited control over the ghosts in the castle as Headmaster. They can refuse to give me information about the rooms. But they did tell me nobody has entered any for over a hundred years"

"Hooo" Flamel's eyes twinkled in amusement, the exact same spell that Dumbledore used on his eyes to make himself look more mysterious and to make it easier for people to look directly in his eyes. Legilimency has never been easier.

Albus just rolled his eyes and walked away yo continue searching leaving behind a chuckling Flamel

'Maybe i should shake this thief's hand before killing him. This is the most fun I have had in quite a while'

~ The Burrow.

"Why isn't anything working?" Fred said in a frustrated tone, he was crushing a piece of paper with their prank plans

"We have tried to prank Potter since September. But every time the prank just fails or it gets turned against us." George grumbled as he crossed off a prank idea with his quill a few times, leaving just a ink stain

" And someone is pranking us back. I fell down the stairs three times! And i checked, i took precautions! How did they get me?!" Fred scratched his head

"They put itching power in my clothes.. during a class!Twice! How?! And why haven't we thought of that before?"

"Also. Angelina got some pictures of me making out with another Guy? Did they get my hair and polijuced themselves?"

There was silence for a few moments before George raised his head " Brother of mine.. Isn't Potter's little bodyguard strangely always near us when these things happen"

Fred frowned " You know i have noticed the same thing. She was eating popcorn in the corner when Angelina confronted me about cheating on her"

" Could it be that it isn't Potter? But his girlfriend?"

The brothers shared a look before both of them stood up " " OH IT IS ON!" "

While the twins were preparing for a prank war that would just end in failure and Hope's real life drama comedy.

Their sister was in her bed looking at a newspaper cut-out of Harry as he waves at the crowd.

'Ahh, he is so handsome~. So perfect~. So strong~' She was laying on her stomach, her hands supporting her head as she constantly moved her feet up and down

Suddenly she turned to another set of pictures, but these ones were stuck on a wooden plank and were very damaged. It looks like they were repeatedly stuck with a knife. They were pictures of Hope and Harry. And more recently pictures of Daphne and Tonks with them as well. These were pictures taken in Hogwarts. Well memories that students sold for some quick cash that were developed into pictures.

'Its not FAIR!'

Thak

Ginny stabbed a knife on the Hope picture as she glared at it with hate.

'Harry is MINE! He is MY prince charming!' Thak Thak

'Why can't he see that? Its because of them isn't it. They are whispering into his ears. Pushing him away from me! They need to be gone. They need to die, die, die, die..' She kept stabbing the photos over and over with a crazed expression on her face

What she didn't know was that her mother was watching her. Molly Weasley stood there under a 'Disillusionment spell' and watched as her daughter was spiralling deeper into her obsession.

She inwardly sighed, she was the one who filled her daughters head with hopes and dreams. Ensuring her that she would someday be Lady Potter and live i a castle like a princess. And she would have, if Dumbledore had done his job.

But that thing was anything but the boy they were told he was going to be. If anything else Harry Potter reminded her of Him. He and his Death Eaters ruthlessly killed and did whatever they wanted.

She saw the memories, she read the news. The casual way that he acted ws he took a life. The way he easily killed a Death Eater that has fought aurors in the past.

'No my family must not get involved with him. Forget the money, while getting the Potter fortune with a long term scheme would have been nice.

If the boy ever found out, dying would be the least of our worries. He is young now, but he has already expressed his interest in Dark Magic. And we would probably be the first to test out his spells on.'

She went out of the room silently, dropped the spell and went back in, hopefully to dissuade her daughter from her obsession.

~ Ronald

Stupid bastard. Thinks he is so cool. Getting to skip any class he wants, lucky bastard.

And he doesn't even eat at the Great Hall, thinks he is too good to eat with the rest of us. I heard he eats gourmet food in his own room!

I want that!

And he gets to hang out with pretty girls. I don't get why that's more important than food but all of the guys in the common room. But if they say its something important then i want it too!

To be all cool and rich. Wear nice expensive clothes and eat expensive food. Oh how good it would taste. Yeah only someone as great and awesome as me deserves a life like that.

Not some arrogant twit like Harry and Malfoy. I heard he killed someone and he got away with it.

Stupid rich bastard, using Dark Magic and using money to get away with- blah blah blah

Ronald Weasley kept whining in his head as he was doing his chores outside in the snow

~ Granger Residence (I realized I haven't said a word about Hermione. But she really is useless to Harry)

Hermione and her parents Emma and Daniel were sitting in the living room. They watched in silence as their daughter kept pacing and ranting.

"- he doesn't even come to the lessons, he skips all his classes and comes in occasionally to show how better he is. Its not fair. I study all the time, much more than any other student, yet i can't beat his scores.

Its cheating!

How come he gets to start school early. They said he already finished his education when i just started mine! We are the same age yet he knows more than me."

"honey" Emma said in a gentle tone

He and the other kids from older families have personal Grimoires, old magic that they keep for themselves, that's not right. Magic should be shared with everyone!"

"Honey."

They must do this to be better than muggleborn like me We are purposefully being discriminated against."

" Hermione!" Emma yelled out, surprising her daughter as she had never yelled at her before

" Honey sit down and take a breath before you pass out"

Hermione just plopped down on the couch and took the break she didn't know she needed

" Hermione." Dan said in a calm tone " I know that you are frustrated, you have always been the best in your old school. But you are getting too worked up. You are new to this world. Take your time and learn at your own pace"

Emma who was beside him nodded " Comparing yourself to Harry like that will actually make things worse.

The only thing you should be comparing herself is to your past self. As long as you are better and smarter than the person you were yesterday. Then you are improving."

Hermione bit her lip " But they have secret books"

Emma sighed once again " Honey those books are like family recipes. You don't give them out to everyone. If everyone knew your Granny's Cookie recipe it wouldn't be special anymore.

They have worked hard to improve on their magic. And it's not right to ask them to share it with everyone for free. I know you want to learn everything and be the best. But you don't have to do it now, or else you will lose the important things along the way. Tell me how many friends have you made at Hogwarts?"

Hermione looked at the ground and spoke in a quiet tone " none.. they say i am too bossy and a know it all, they also call me a teachers pet. But they were doing their spells wrong and i wanted to show them how to do it right, and what's wrong with me raising my hand if i know the answer"

" Honey. Just because you know the answer doesn't mean you have to answer first. The teachers know you are smart. But they need the other kids to learn as well. So when a teacher asks a question wait a bit and give the others a chance to answer. If they don't know raise your hand or just don't. I'm sure the teachers will ask you anyway" Dan said kindly, as he put his hand on her shoulder

" And don't tell others what to do. If they want help, just tell them that they can always ask you. You don't need to give them the answer. Nobody likes a bossy friend. So tone it down a little and try again. Can you do that sweetie?"

Hermione just slumped a bit " Yes mum?"

"Good." Emma beamed proudly" Now lets make your favourite pasta. You want to help out?"

"Really?" she said enthusiastically

" Yep" Emma smiled and her daughter rushed into the kitchen. Hopefully this lesson will stick and she can make some friends

~ Magicians hanging around in Diagon Alley.

Gato has sent men into the Ally.They had orders to invite Harry to work for Gato, and if he refuses, they were to take him in by force. But all they found was a closed store.

Harry pulled out all Pots outside of Britain because they went back on the agreement. The store only had one note on it

[ Moving products to other countries because the British Ministry fucked up]

The men looked at each other and they all had the same thought. ' Gato is not going to like this'