Anastasia's POV
"well you are safe now, Anastasia" My father said, I was crying, why? Because I was back and I was safe, "Father... Am I a disappointment to you?" I ask him, that question has been bothering me for a wile now, since he said I was when I was sorted into Gryffindor "I thought you were... But now I see your not, Anastasia" when he said I felt so happy and more tears streamed down my face "thats all I wanted to hear my hole life" I say, then my father came closer "well now you heard it, rest, you will need your strength, we... will have a talk later, Anastasia" he then left, then Harry, Hermione and Ron came running "Anastasia! we heard you were awake, how do you feel?" Hermione asks "ok, I will assume, so it wasn't my dad who was going after the stone now was it?" I say looking at them "Yes, we know... Sorry for accusing your dad" Ron said wile the other two just nod "It's ok, at least you are sorry" I say smiling lightly, "Anastasia you were gone for two or more weeks, what happened" out of no were Dumbledore came "oh! Headmaster, you scared me, well... I prefer that my friends leave first" I say "could you guys leave for a moment? plz" I say they nod and leave "Now tell me what happened in those two weeks" Dumbledore said "well Quirrell Kidnaped me and kept me somewhere, I didn't know where... He... He, tortured me every day with the crucio curse, for hours and hours" I say with tears in my eyes "why did he torture you? What did he want" he asked "He knew that Harry or my father where trying to stop him from getting the sorcerers stone, he knew I knew something and that I knew who was after him, of course it was Harry but I didn't say anything, Id rather die than betray my friends" I say "What you did as very brave, Madame pomfrey told me that you could leave tonight, tonight is the day we give the house cup, so I will assume you will be there" he said "yes headmaster of course" I tell him, and with that he leaves. I get up and went to the girls dorm and changed into Gryffindor uniform and went and talked with Hermione.
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We where all in the great hall when Dumbledore spoke " Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus. In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points." *Clapping*. Harry and Hermione hide their heads. "Third place, Hufflepuff, with 352 points. *Clapping.* In second place, Ravenclaw, with 426 points. {Clapping.} And in first place, with 472 points, Slytherin House. *there is immense cheering*. Dumbledore continues "Yes, yes, well done Slytherin, well done Slytherin. However, recent events must be taken into account. And I have a few last minute points to award" The Gryffindor students look up "To MissHermioneGranger, for the use of cool intellect when others were in great peril, 50 points. *Applause* Harry pats Hermiones back "Good job" he said "Second, to Mr.RonaldWeasley, for the best played game of chess *Ron looks at Harry and mouths, 'Me?' Harry nods, and mouths, 'You!'* that Hogwarts has seen these many years...50 points. *Applause* Third, to Mr.HarryPotter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house 60 points. *Immense cheering.* "We're tied with Slytherin!" Hermione said "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends. I award 10 points to NevilleLongbottom" Immense cheering erupts. Neville is unbelieving, "And final it takes bravery and courage to to put friends before life and sacrifice yourself for the ones you love and care, that is something not many people would do so I proudly give to Anastasia Lilly Snape 95 points for that courage and bravery." Anastasia had a shock look on her face every one was cheering like never before "Assuming that my calculations are correct, I believe that a change of direction is in order. *Claps. The green banners change to Gryffindor red and yellow.* Gryffindor wins the House Cup!" Dumbledore said *Cheering.* "Yes!" Hagrid said while he grins. All students stand and throw their hats into the air, except Draco, who smashes his down onto the table All rub each other's hair and jump around, cheering and laughing.
Gryffindor won the house cup :)
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"So Anastasia will you come with us on the express?" Hermione asks "No, I will leave with my dad, but see you after break" I say "yeah see ya" she said, I look to Ron "Bye Ron, Have a great break" I say smiling "yeah, Bye" He leaves "One minute" Harry told the red head and the girl, and he walks towards us(Hagrid and Anastasia) "Thought you were leaving without saying good-bye, didja?" Hagrid told him *Hagrid takes a red album out of his coat pocket and hands it to Harry* "This is for you" Hagrid told harry, he opened and thanked him, hen then looks my way "Good bye Harry, I hope you're break will be good, of course be sour to come back home, Hogwarts I mean" I tell him "Bye Anastasia" he said going to his two friends at the express "Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?" Hermione said "I'm not going home. Not really" Harry answered. The train whistles and they climb aboard. As the train starts to leave and the camera pans up over the whole scene, Harry waves out the window to Hagrid and Anastasia, as the train started moving he got in again, Hagrid and Anastasia start going back to Hogwarts, maybe this would be the beginning of her adventure in Hogwarts.
(Hello Ana here finally this is the last chapter, but don't worry I'm going to create a sequel to this story, hope you liked this first book, this is the very fist book/story I have ever written but ok, see at the next book. Ana Out bye bye.)
(P.S- if the last chapter is a A/N read it because its the title of the sequel, just telling you guys!)
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