A few days after our adventure with the Mirror, Harry, Ron and Hermione were trying to get my attention. It was morning and we were all eating, they looked extremely excited about something. I walked into an empty classroom and soon the three walked in with me.
"Yeah?" I asked. "You've been trying to get my attention all through breakfast. What'd you find?"
"We know what Dumbledore is hiding!" Harry whispered excitedly. I blink.
"Oh? You know what Hagrid got out of that vault from Gringotts? Well, go on. Tell me your suspicions."
"But Harry." Hermione quickly said "Are you sure it's ok to tell voidic about this? I know you trust him. But still..." Harry glared at her as she trailed off.
"Voidic was one of my first real friends in the Wizarding World. He told me about my heritage. He has only helped us. He deserves to know."
"About the Philosopher's stone?" I ask casually. The three crick their necks looking at me so fast.
"How did you..." Ron began. I groan loudly.
"I know the future. Seriously, I've told everyone time and time again, but almost nobody believes me."
"That's because Divination is extremely difficult!" Hermione said. "It's impossible to do it so casually as you do!" She said. "It goes against almost all wizarding laws!"
"And since when have I cared about laws? I care about the timeline. That's why I never told you guys about the Stone. Plot Magic may be strong, but it's not infallible. You need a base to work on before you can make good changes like the ones I'm planning. This is the base." I smile. "now get on to DADA. Also, Don't worry about Snape. If you do it as my visions foretell, you'll win the match." Harry looked relieved as well as Ron. Hermione led them both out of the classroom to DADA. I smile and left with them for class.
A few days later, I was laying down on the wooden seats in the Quidditch Pitch. I had my headphones in my ears and I was listening to music as I was half asleep.
I grunted as I felt someone shake me. I open my eyes slightly to see red hair and bushy brown hair above me. I took my headphones out and looked at them, the music being heard audibly almost 3 feet away.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"The games about to start." She pointed as they sat down on either side of me. I blink and notice that indeed, everyone was watching the pitch, waiting for the players to come out.
"Don't forget. If you see somebody trying to jinx Harry's broom again. The charm is Locomotor Mortis." Hermione said.
"I know. I know. Don't nag." Ron muttered. Soon enough, I leaned back while Ron was saying. "Hey look. They're off." Ron smiled as I noticed Crabbe, Goyle and Draco come up to sit behind us.
"Hey, Ron," Draco whispered quietly to him. He quickly whipped around.
"Oh, Hey Draco." He whispered back. "Pansy again?" Draco nodded glumly as Ron looked subtly at Pansy, who was watching us carefully. "Well, go on, get it over with." Ron muttered.
"Ok." Draco straightened up a bit. "You know how I think they choose people for the Gryffindor team?" Malfoy said loud enough for Pansy to hear. "It's a bunch of people they feel sorry for. See, There's Potter, Who's got no parents. Then there's the Weasley's, who've got no money. Then there's the keeper, Who's got no magic." Draco laughed loudly. But suddenly there was yelling from the crowd.
"You're in luck Weasley!" Draco said, but he was standing up in his seat to watch Harry dive to get the snitch. "Potter's obviously spotted some money on the ground!"
"Come On Harry!" Hermione yelled. Soon Harry pulled out of his dive, a tiny winged snitch in his possession. The crowd erupted. Nobody had expected the game to last this early. It had barely started! Even I was surprised at how short it was.
"Harry's won!" Hermione yelled, hugging Ron. "Gryffindor is in the lead!" I smiled and blinked down to the pitch. I went to Harry and lifted him up onto my shoulders as the Gryffindor team cheered around him. Snape was white-faced and furious. But he couldn't do anything. Snape quickly left. Growling. Harry quickly got down and went to the locker rooms with his team. Once he was out, we continued celebrating. I smiled as I spotted Snape going into the forest. Harry noticed this as well. Excusing himself. He jumped onto his broom, I managed to grab ahold of it as we flew up and kept an eye on him.
"Voidic? What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"Exactly like your doing. Spying on Snape." I smiled. Harry chuckled a little as we continued watching him.
"D-don't know why you wanted t-t-to meet here of all p-places, Severus." We heard the unmistakable stutter of Professor Quirrell.
"Oh, I'd thought we'd keep this private," Severus said in a lazy drawl that practically oozed venom. "Students aren't supposed to know about the Philosopher's stone after all. Have you figured out how to get past that Beast of Hagrid's yet? You don't want me as your enemy Quirrell." Snape said softly. Suddenly there was a loud bit of hooting from a nearby owl. I glared and cast a wordless Silencio at it.
"I'm waiting for your little bit of hocus-pocus. I'm waiting." Snape said dangerously.
"B-but. I d-don't..." Quirrell was cut off.
"Very well. We'll have another little chat soon when you've had time to think things over and decided where your loyalties lie." Snape stalked away, while Quirrel seemed petrified.
"Did you hear that? Snape is after the stone!" Harry whispered furiously.
"No. He's not." I whispered back as we flew back to the castle.
"What?"
"It's Quirrell that's after the stone. Not snape. Quirrell is after it for his master."
"His master?" Harry whispered.
"Yeah. I don't know what Snape is doing, but I know he's not after the Stone."
"You're positive?" Harry asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, I know the future, and I've never lied to you. Why would I lie about this?" Harry looked at the growing castle.
"Ok. But who's Quirrell's master?" Harry asked as we jumped off the broom and quickly ran to the castle.
"Voldemort," I stated simply.