"It was Quirrell," Hermione was explaining to the three male adults that sat before them. Lucius and Tom sat on a two seater black leather couch, Severus was next to them on a matching single chair, the quarters of Severus Snape was made of warm forest greens, browns and light blue, cozier than what would be expected of the dungeon bat. "I saw him. He was cursing your broomstick, muttering, he wouldn't take his eyes off you." She said turning to look at Harry who was sitting at his Father's feet on the floor as his Father absently ran his hands through his son's hair. After the party last night it had slowly sunk in that someone at Hogwarts had tried to kill him, now he was grateful his Father was here and he didn't have to play strong. "I don't know, I do believe you but I would've of thought Potter was a more likely candidate from Sev’s reports" said Lucius thinking seriously."Why would Quirrell do something like this? He hasn't been interested in Harry all that much this year, just that blasted stone, why has he started to take an interest now" Harry's Father murmured. "Stone?" Harry asked perking up, leaning up to stare at his Father upside down, the other first years shared looks. Tom turned his head to make eye contact with Severus and Lucius all three shared a nod after having a silent conversation, then turning back to the students.