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Wow, we made it to the end of the Year 1 rewrite. Here's to seven more. 

I hope you all enjoyed this rewrite so far, and without further ado, I present the last chapter of year 1.

First Person POV- Y/n

We were carried back to the Gryffindor Common Room, and once we returned the twins left and brought back a bunch of food and lights.

Someone had set up a music system and music was blasting throughout the entire tower. The twins even managed to score Firewhiskey. 

"Try it," said Fred handing me a cup. 

"She's 11, you idiots," snapped Angelina before she took the cup, "Don't worry, you can try it in two years or so but just not now."

I shrugged at the twins who just rolled their eyes and chugged down their cups. 

Even though we hadn't won the House Cup, we still won the Quidditch Cup which was enough since everyone was happy and partying. 

It would be annoying tomorrow to see Slytherin win but we had at least beat them in one thing which was enough. 

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"Fit inside!" I yelled jumping up while trying to push my clothes into my trunk. "You fit while coming here."

"You have more clothes now," said Hermione walking out of the bathroom. 

"Help me, we have to go soon," I pleaded and she rolled her eyes and walked over. 

"You know, you should've packed a week ago, as I told you to, and not thirty minutes before the end of term feast," said Hermione folding my robes.

"Well, I work best when I am under pressure and it's the very last minute. How do you think I passed this year with amazing grades better than everyone but you?"

"Fair point, Y/n, but seriously hurry up or we're gonna miss the feast."

"I know, I know," I said stuffing the last of my clothes and broom in my trunk. 

I slammed the trunk shut, finally managing to close it, and placed it next to my bed. Hermione and I left the Gryffindor Tower after and headed towards the Great Hall which was decorated with Green and Silver banners.

"Stupid assholes," I mumbled, "If Draco hadn't caught us, it would be Red and Gold."

"You would think fighting and almost dying at the hands of You-Know-Who would at least get us some pity points," said Hermione and I nodded. 

"Exactly, we're the house of courageous and yet we are not rewarded for courageous behavior," I snapped. 

"It's ok," Hermione said as she patted my back.

"Stupid blonde idiot who honestly just says 'My father will hear about this' with his megaphone of a mouth," I mumbled annoyed, "Probably came out of the womb crying those same words,"

"Look, what's done is done. We can't change anything now, so let's go come on. I want to eat."

We sat down next to Harry and Ron who looked just as mad at us and turned towards the Professors. Once we sat down, Professor McGonagall tapped her glass and the entire hall became silent. 

"Another year gone," said Professor Dumbledore after stepping to the podium, "And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus. In fourth place, Gryffindor with 262 points. Third place, Hufflepuff, with 352 points. In second place, Ravenclaw, with 426 points. And in first place, with 472 points, Slytherin House."