Y/Ns POV

November arrived pretty quickly and it was starting to get more chilly outside. The grounds were filled with frost and the surrounding mountains were all covered in a thick blanket of snow.

Today was the first Quidditch match of the season. Gryffindor vs Slytherin. If Gryffindor were to win this match, they would move into second place in the house championship.

Speaking of which, our future star seeker was not doing very well in terms of getting prepared.

"Here, take a bit of toast, mate." Ron said while stuffing his face. "Go on"

"Rons right, Harry." Hermione said. "You're going to need your strength today."

He didn't eat any of his food and continued to twirl around his fork.

"Come on mate!" I said "You'll need your strength if you want to beat Slytherin today!"

"I'm not hungry." Harry said while continuing to play with his food.

"Good luck today, Potter." A familiar voice crept up behind him which scared the hell out of us. "Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of quidditch should be easy work for you.....even if it is against Slytherin." He then walked off with a limp.

"Well that explains the blood." I said.

"You noticed it too?" Harry asked me as I nodded.

"Blood?" Hermione asked us.

"Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try to get past the 3 headed dog." Harry explained. "But he got himself bitten, that's why he was limping."

"But why would anyone go near that dog?" Hermione asked.

"Such a shame it didn't bite Snape's head off." I said as Ron and Harry snickered "be doing all of us a favor."

"Y/N!!" Hermione scolded while sending me a menacing glare.

"I know you secretly agree with me Mione." I said as she gave me a playful punch to the shoulder.

"The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults." Harry continued. "Said it was Hogwarts business, very secret."

"So what your saying..."

"That's what the dog must be guarding, that's what Snape wants." I concluded.

We were interrupted from our conversation by the sound of screeches coming from above as Hedwig, Harry's owl came and dropped off a large package at the table and flew off.

"Bit early for mail isn't it?" Hermione asked. By the looks of it, she was right. Nobody else had received and letters or packages for that matter.

"But I-I never get mail." Harry said. I then remembered about what Harry told me about his home life and living with his Aunt and Uncle. It sounded absolutely horrible. They would torment him and make him cook their food, and he wouldn't get any food for himself even, just a piece of bread and butter every night. They didn't even celebrate his birthday.

A/N: I hate the Dursley's so much.

"Well, let's go ahead and open it" Ron said. We started ripping at the paper and ripped the package open, which revealed a nice surprise.

"It's a broomstick!" Harry exclaimed

"Not just any broomstick, it's a Nimbus 2000!" Ron said.

"Wow, just in time for the match." I said with awe.

"But who could have sent it?" Harry asked.

I looked up at the teachers table to see Hedwig resting on McGonagall's arm while being stroked as she looked over to us and smiled.

"Well that answers your question." I said

As it was time for the match to start, Harry left with the Gryffindor team to get ready. Ron was very excited and left to go get us good seats while me and Hermione trailed behind holding hands.

Ever since our encounter with the troll, me and Hermione have gotten really close. We have the same interests and she just seems like somebody I can really trust. Not to mention, my spirits always are high when I'm around her. She just makes me really happy.

When we arrived to the Quidditch pitch, I looked around and it was quite the sight to see, there were several stands for all the different houses, banners were also held high and everyone in attendance was getting ready for the game to start.

This is going to be fun.

The players from each team began to soar into the air as I heard a voice coming from the field.

"Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch match of the season! Today's game Slytherin vs Gryffindor!"

This was the voice of Lee Jordan, he was in Gryffindor with us and was the Quidditch commentator.

The players took their positions in the air where I saw Harry amongst them.

"The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game." Lee's voice boomed.

Madam Hooch said a few words before kicking open a truck, which released the bludgers.

"The bludgers are up.... Lee commentated "Followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember, the Snitch is worth 150 points. The seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game."

The snitch took off into the sky and flew around both seekers heads while Madam Hooch grabbed the Quaffle, ready to put it into the game.

"The Quaffle is released... and the game begins!"

Hermione's POV

The players from each team took to the sky causing the game to kick off. Lee began to narrate the game as it unfolded.

"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor, what an excellent chaser that girl is and rather attractive too-"

But before Lee could finish that statement, he was soon cut off by Professor McGonagall.

"JORDAN!" She exclaimed.

"Sorry Professor"

Angelina rushed past the Slytherins and scored points for the Gryffindors, earning 10 points on the board. All sorts of cheers were coming from everyone besides the Slytherins. But that was to be expected.

As the game continued, I noticed that Y/N who was sitting next to me, had his eyes fixated on the entire playing field and he was bouncing up and down on his seat looking like a little kid on Christmas.

I giggled as he looked towards me smiling. "This is the coolest thing I've ever seen!" He exclaimed. I thought it was really cute he was acting like this.

The game continued as Gryffindor continued to score more points. The Slytherins were losing by quite a bit, so they resorted to playing dirty by kicking, dodging, and punching the Gryffindor players.

One of the Slytherin chasers grabbed a beaters bat and whacked a bludger towards Oliver Wood. It hit him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. Knocking him out of the game.

Y/Ns POV

The Slytherins gained a big advantage from taking Wood out of the game and continued to get more points through cheating by every means necessary.

I noticed that Harry had spotted his goal, which was the Golden Snitch. As Harry flew after it, he was blocked by one of Slytherin's chasers Marcus Flint, who looked like the offspring of a mountain troll and a beaver.

"That's a foul you cheating bastard!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Which earned a hard elbow to the ribs from Hermione.

"Ow Mione that hurt." I said.

"Then watch your language." She retorted with a playful smirk.

Jordan was finding it highly difficult to not take sides.

"So...after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating.." Jordan said after what Flint had done to Harry, which had everyone on the edge of their seats while I continued to yell profanities.

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall called out.

"I mean, after that open and revolting foul-"

"Jordan, I'm warning you"

"All right, all right" Jordan said. "Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor seeker, which could happen to anyone I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play."

As the penalty went in, I noticed that Harry was barely hanging onto his broomstick and was in an awkward position. I pointed this out to Ron and Hermione as his broom had now started to come unglued and was starting to buck and turn wildly.

"What's happening to Harry's broomstick?" Hagrid asked, he had came up from his hut to watch the match with us.

I looked around to see if I could find the source on why Harry's broom was acting this way until my eyes fell on one greasy haired git in particular, who was looking directly at Harry and his broomstick. His eyes didn't blink at all and he was muttering something. Hermione seemed to have noticed as well as she was looking through Hagrids binoculars.

"Snape's jinxing the broom." She yelled out.

She handed me the binoculars as I looked.

"She's right!" I exclaimed.

"Jinxing the broom?" Ron asked "what do we do?"

"Leave that to me!" Hermione said "come on Y/N" as she grabbed my hand.

I'm so glad she can't see my blush right now.

We ran through the crowds of people while trying to avoid fellow students until we reached the row of seats where Snape was sitting amongst the other teachers. We crawled under the seats until we were right underneath him.

"You know any spells for this?" I asked.

"Only one" she said as she pulled out her wand and muttered a spell.

"Lacarnum Inflamarae" she said quietly as a spark ignited from the tip of her wand and set fire to Snapes cloak.

We quickly high tailed out of there, not wanting to find out the rest of what happened.

Harry climbed back onto his broomstick and flew off as loads of cheers came through. A couple of minutes after, everything went silent.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, let's check!" Hermione said as we ran towards the tower windows.

Harry was on the ground, holding his hands to his stomach. He then rose his hands towards his mouth and lurched forward as something came out of his mouth and landed in his hands.

He caught the damn Snitch.

The crowd went wild with lots of people cheering on and on. Minus the Slytherins of course.

Hermione tackled me to the floor into a hug out of excitement as I hugged back just as thrilled.

"He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch!"

A few hours later

Hermione's POV

After the match as well as Gryffindors victory, the four of us were walking towards Hagrid's hut while trying to persuade him on what we saw.

"Nonsense!" He clamoured "Why would Snape put a cures on Harry's broom?"

"Why was he trying to get past that 3 headed dog on Halloween?" Harry asked.

Hagrid then turned to glare at us with his mouth gaped open. "Who told you 'bout Fluffy?" He asked

"Fluffy?" We all asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, he's mine" Hagrid said. "Bought him off a Welsh feller I met down at the pub last year. I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the..." he stopped mid sentence.

"Well.....we're waiting" Y/N said

"I shouldn't have said that. No more questions!" He bellowed "Top secret, that is no more questions!"

"But whatever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it." Harry said.

"Codswallop." Hagrid responded. "Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher."

"So why did he try and kill Harry?" I cried

"Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when I see one." I continued "Me and Y/N have read all about them."

"In order to jinx someone you have to keep eye contact." Y/N continued. "Snape didn't break eye contact at all during that time."

"Exactly" Harry added.

"Now you listen to me, all four of yah" Hagrid said "You're meddling in things that ought to not be meddled in. It's dangerous. What that dog is guarding is strictly between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel."

Me and Y/Ns faces then went into a smirk.

"Care to elaborate on who Nicholas Flamel is?" He asked with a smirk still remaining on his face.

As he spoke, Hagrids eyes went wide in realization of what he just said. "I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that." He said as he went towards his hut. Leaving us all confused. Who is Nicholas Flamel?

A/N: Short chapter because not a whole lot happens in the Gryffindor vs Slytherin game. Next chapter is Christmas and the mirror!!