It wasn't long after winter break and the students return from holidays did news of Nickolas Flamel appear to the Golden Trio in the dear hands of Hermione Granger in a Tuesday afternoon in the library.

"I had you looking in the wrong section, how could I be so stupid," Hermione said dumping an enormous book on the table surprising the two boys by its size taking up half the table, nearly spilling Harry's ink onto his homework.

"I checked this out weeks ago; after I noticed heavy brewed and skimmed fresh potions that Professor Black was explaining to a group of sixth years in the Miscellaneous Club. When looking in the topic of 'The Recorded History of Potions and Alchemy' the answer came to me after I was practicing prober cutting techniques and happened upon this for a bit of light reading."

"This is light?" Ron said as he picked up a chapter worth of pages in the book before nearly going dizzy headed by the small words which got him a scowl and a slap on the wrist from Hermione as she flipped a couple of pages.

"Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the philosopher stone!" Hermione said cheerfully

"The what?" Both boys said before it click in Harry.

"Wait I think I remember something about that," Harry said as he opened his school bag and started to look around before finding a chocolate frog card.

"Albus Dumbledore, Currently Headmaster of Hogwarts, Considered by many the greatest wizard of modern times, Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel. Professor Dumbledore enjoys chamber music and ten-pin bowling. Nicolas Flamel must have trusted him to put it here for safe keeping, he must have know that someone will try to steal it in Gringotts." Harry said finally bring the pieces together.

"The philosopher's stone is a legendary substance it can turn any metal into gold and can produce a liquid that can make the drinker immortal. I was completely stumped when researching because some fool put it down as the sorcerer's stone, making it sound like something completely different. Luckily Professor Black placed in note in his books of the change. Honestly, people these days need the proper translation otherwise there will be panic!" Hermione said hysterically.

"Of course Hermione, because people are going to panic over such a thing! We better start packing up soon. Fred and George tell me Professor Black is going to host a play of the Goblin Revolution for the first and second years at the Miscellaneous Club. It would finally be good to understand what Professor Binns was talking about without falling asleep," Ron said as he collected his quills and parchment. Professor Binns was the one ghost teacher in Hogwarts that taught History of Magic and unfortunately, was a completely dull and monotones ghost that can just about get anyone to sleep.

"We should go to Hagrid's first. He might tell us something about the stone," Hermione said as Harry and Ron followed suite.

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Regulus would be glad to say that the day was ended on a high note. His papers were graded, his students were getting passing-ish grades, and hadn't had any bad news all week.

But that was probably wishful thinking, because a bright red letter arrived in his room by a very ruffled feathered owl before parchment began to speak.

Dear Reggie,

HOW DARE YOU NOT ANSWER MY LETTERS! AM I THAT UNIMPORTANT TO YOU! I NEED ATTENTION! Anyway how's school, I'm about to take start my finals in the Auror program tomorrow. It would be great if I knew that I WOULD HAVE MY LUCKY HAT BY THEN AND NOT HAVE IT HIDDEN IN KREACHER CUPBOARD! PLEASE! JUST TELL HIM I NEED IT!

             From Your Favorite Freeloader.

P.S. I might have broke the window in the bathroom again but I swear it was not my fault this time.

The Howler then proceeded to rip its self as it normally does leaving Regulus in mild amusement by his families actions and decided to write back.

To my Freeloader,

No. Until I return back to the house, Kreachers in charge, just apologize to him for saying his food tastes bad and he just might give it back.

Sincerely,
The one you freeload from.

"This will get her angry," Regulus said with a laugh and handed it off to the owl with a dead mouse to eat.

"A pity they let the odd punishments die. There was a time where you would have detention strung up in the dungeons, Merlin do I miss the screaming." Regulus heard Mr. Filch grumbled in the hall.

"Mr. Filch, is everything alright? I could have sworn you were on break at the moment, I could feel the terrible sensation of under paid work and just had to see what was happening." Regulus said as he went out to the and saw Mr. Filch dragging along Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Draco.

Harry felt as if he was just caught taking one of Dudleys cookies again and was getting punished with no meals for two days again. How was he suppose to know that he was going to get caught sneaking out a dragon from Hogwarts. Now that he thought about it though, he probably should have thought this out more.

But being caught by Professor Black, this felt worst then being punished by the Dursley's.

"Professor Black, five troublemakers were caught out of curfew, Professor McGonagall ordered for them to be serving detention with Hagrid." Mr Filch grumbled, looking at the children with hatred. 

"With Hagrid?," Professor Black asked surprised, "But wasn't he— you know what, I finished my work early, I'll be more then happy to take them off your hands. I'm sure you have plenty of over things to do with your time."

"Your problem now," Mr. Filch said, happy to get rid of them by Harry's view.

"Now then. Shall we be heading off," Professor Black said ominously as the students followed with a gulp until the found themselves in front of Hagrid's shabby hut.

"I've brought the troublesome students as per requested Hagrid," Professor Black told Hagrid who had just gotten off his seat outside.

"That's good," Hagrid said with sniffs from previously crying from what Harry could tell, was not that long ago, about the loss of Norbert, Hagrid's baby dragon, "Best teh start now, don't wanna be out there all night."

"Out there? You don't mean the dark forest right?," Ron asked Hagrid who gave Ron a nod.

"Ah yes, the dark forest that's strictly forbidden to all students. Except apparently for detention. Where eleven year olds will be forced to go in alone at night. Where they will be in most danger. What a wonderful idea. Five points to Professor McGonagall and tens point to Headmaster Dumbledore for approving this." Professor Black said cheerfully, although it was very clear to the students that he was being more sarcastic then his ever been.

"Tell you what Hagrid, I've free time tonight, let me help with caring for these miscreants," Professor Black said although Harry couldn't see why he would want to spend his free time in the forbidden forest with children.

"Perfect, 'hen 'here will be no trouble splittin' in groups 'hen," Hagrid said and it took less then a second for Harry to realize why of his teachers intervention. As kind as Hagrid was, he could be quite oblivious when in comes to seeing true danger if the dragon egg wasn't obvious enough.

"You've got to be joking, is this even legal?," Draco said fearfully, looking between Hagrid and Professor Black.

"Afrai' not, someone is goin' aroun' killin' unicorns. If somethin' isn't done soon, there will be a herd of angry centaurs at Hogwarts door step." Hagrid said as he pulled a crossbow from one of his many coat pockets.

"But we can't go in there! There's werewolfs and stuff," Draco said standing behind Professor Black.

"There's no need to worry about werewolfs in the forest, there hasn't been any since the seventies. If anything you should be more worried about the acromantula, giant man eating spiders that have a craving for little misbehaving children; at least that's what I was told as a child." Regulus said nonchalantly as the children looked at him horrified.

Hagrid gave a small laugh, "That's funny, the spiders in the forest are harmless, a little big and hairy, but they are very picky with there food. Only like the best," Hagrid said jokingly which only seem to make the kids more horrified.

"Alright, you can take Mister Longbottom, Mister Weasley, and Miss Granger while I'll take Mister Malfoy and Mister Potter then, I'm sure we would get along just fine," Professor Black said a little to cheerfully as they started off into the forest.

Harry was probably sure he was going to die.

Bonus
•Regulus is most definitely a theater kid and would host plays just to be in costume. Don't think for a moment that Hogwarts is not filled to the brim with kids just ready to be dramatic #with a purpose

•By the way, Reg went full out with the props, 10 out of 10, he brought real swords.

•Regulus and Harry have history, even if Harry doesn't remember it

•Being sassy and overdramatic is a Black family trait.

•Let's just stop and hate for a moment, Walburga Black parenting

•I don't know about you but sending eleven year old to the forest at night to hunt down a unknown creature is not a reasonable detention; like hell Regulus, the only reasonable adult, is going to let them go on there own.