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─── Y/N POV ───
It had been a few days since the incident, and Harry Potter was still in the hospital being taken care by Madam Pomfrey. The boy had been badly hurt, but he had successfully found out who had been trying to steal the stone. It was none other than stuttering Professor Quirrel, who had seemed completely innocent up until then. The good news was that Professor Snape was not the culprit, much to their surprise. Y/n was right.
That morning, Hermione, Ron, and I were in conversation as we headed to breakfast. However, we stopped when reaching the staircase, looking up to see Harry leaning over the railing and happily wave down at us.
"Harry!" I called, smiling up at the boy. "You're alright!"
"Yes, I just got released this morning," the boy replied. "Are you guys alright?"
I sighed, shaking my head, "Yes, now that you're all better. We really missed you, Harry."
"I missed you too." He replied, descending the staircase and walking over to us.
"By the way, I knew it wasn't Snape," I began, scolding him slightly. "You should start listening to me more often."
Harry chuckled, running a hand through his messy hair. "Maybe I will. You're usually right, after all."
Smiling, I followed him into the Great Hall. However, my mood dipped slightly as I glanced up at the heavy green banners decorating the large room. The silver snake of Slytherin gleamed triumphantly against the emerald flag.
"Great," I muttered under my breath, "I'm never going to hear the end of this from Malfoy."
We took our seats at the Gryffindor table just as Professor McGonagall stood and tapped her fork against her glass. The gentle chime silenced the students, and all eyes turned to Professor Dumbledore, who stepped to the podium with a calm smile.
"Another year gone..." Dumbledore began, looking out at the four tables. "Now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus."
I lowered my gaze, already bracing for disappointment.
"In fourth place, Gryffindor, with 312 points."
The Gryffindor table collectively sighed in defeat. It was a rare and humbling moment for the house, and the embarrassment was clear. Across the hall, the Slytherin table erupted in laughter. Malfoy and his friends exchanged amused glances, pointing in our direction.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to Dumbledore as he continued.
"In third place, Hufflepuff, with 352 points. In second place, Ravenclaw, with 426 points. And in first place, with 472 points...Slytherin."
