harry potter: the twins who lived

chapter eight.

Harry and emma had laid in the hospital wing, both in separate medical beds, their side tables having been littered with get well cards. Emma had been the first to wake up, harry waking up after her, as the boy put on his glasses.
“ harry you’re okay,” emma sighed when looking at her brother.
“ same to you,” he smiled at her.
“ good afternoon harry and emma,” smiled dumbledore as he walked into the room, “ ah tokens from your admirers.”
“ admirers?” asked the twins.
“ what happened down in the dungeons between you two and professor quirrell is a complete secret,” said dumbledore, “ so naturally the whole school knows.”

He shared a smile with the twins, looking down at their gifts, before picking up two opened boxes.
“ i see that your friend ron saved you two the trouble of opening your chocolate frogs,” he chuckled.
“ ron was here?” asked harry, “ is he alright?”
“ what about hermione?!” asked emma.
“ fine,” said dumbledore, “ they’re both just fine.”
“ but what happened to the stone?” asked harry.
“ relax children the stone has been destroyed,” he told the twins, “ my friend nicholas and i had a little chat and agreed it was best.”

“ but without the stone? He’ll die won’t he?” asked emma.
“ he has enough elixir to set his affairs in order,” dumbledore smiled at emma, “ but yes he will die.”
“ but how did i get the stone?” asked harry, “ one minute i was staring in the mirror-”
“ ah you see,” dumbledore interrupted harry, “ only a person who wanted to find the stone find it but not use it would be able to get it.”
“ and that is one of my more brilliant ideas,” he smiles at the twins, “ and between you two and me that is a something.”
“ does that mean with the stone gone that is voldemort can never come back?” asked harry.
“ oh i’m afraid there are ways in which he can return,” said dumbledore, “ do you two know why professor quirrell couldn’t bear to have you two touch him?”

The twins shook their heads.
“ it was because of your mother,” said dumbledore, “ she sacrificed herself for you two; and that kind of act leaves a mark.”
Harry moved his hand over his head.
“ no no this kind of mark cannot be seen,” said dumbledore, “ i lives in your very skin.”
“ what is it?” asked harry.
“ it’s love isn’t it professor?” asked emma.
“ yes my dear,” dumbledore smiled at emma, “ it’s love harry; love.”

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The flags of slytherin had been raised, when dinner had been served, the hall echoing with small chatters. Mcgonagall had tapped her spoon upon her glass, catching the students attention, when dumbledore stood from his chair.
“ another year gone and now as i understand it ,” said the headmaster, “ the house cup needs awarding and the points stand thus; in fourth place gryffindor with 312 points.”
The students had clapped, as malfoy had been smirking at the twins, emma having glared at him as harry ignored him.
“ in third place hufflepuff with 352 points,” again the halls echoed with claps, “ in second place ravenclaw with 426 points.”
“ and in first place with 472 points slytherin house,” the slytherin table bustled with excitement.
“ yes yes well done slytherin well done slytherin,” said dumbledore, “ however! Recent events must be taken into account and i have a few last minute points to award.”

The room had gone silent, all eyes on dumbledore, looking at him confused.
“ to miss hermione granger the cool use of intellect,” he announced, “ while others were in grave peril; 50 points.”
The gryffindor table shouts with excitement.
“ second to mister ronald weasley for the best played game of chess that hogwarts has seen these many years,” he smiled at ron, “ 50 points.”
Clapping had erupted from the table.
“ third for mister harry and miss emma potter,” he looked at the twins, “ for pure love and outstanding courage i award gryffindor house 60 points.”
“ we’re tied with slytherin!” gasped hermione.

“ and finally it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies,” said dumbledore, “ but a great deal more to stand up to your friends i award 10 points to neville longbottom.”
Emma smiled when looking over at neville, who had looked shocked, when the headmaster had announced his name.
“ assuming that my calculations are correct,” said the headmaster, “ i believe that a change of decoration is in order.”
Dumbledore had clapped his hands, the once green flags of slytherin, becoming scarlet of gryffindor.
“ gryffindor wins the house cup!” announced the headmaster with a smile.
Cheers had erupted within the great hall, as the gryffindors celebrated their win, the twins looking over to smile at hagrid. Emma had focused her attention on snape, who looked back at her, while clapping his hands slowly.

She had given him a small nod of her head, smiling at him to which he gave a short return gesture of small acknowlegement, before resuming to ignore her.

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“ come on now hurry up you’ll be late!” shouts hagrid as he ushers the kids to the train, “ train’s leaving go on go on! Come on hurry up!”
Harry and emma had been putting silver and hedwig away, when hagrid had shouted his warning, following hermione towards the door of the train.
“ come on harry! Emma!” said hermione.
“ one minutes,” chorused the twins.
“ thought you two were leaving without saying goodbye did you?” hagrid asked them with a smile.
He had dug into his pocket, pulling out a book, handing it to harry.
“ this is for you two.”

The twins had opened the book, as there had been a photo of them, with their parents as babies.
“ thanks hagrid,” said harry when they looked at the man.
He nodded his head, as he shook harry’s hand, but instead the boy and emma tackled him in a hug. Hagrid had chuckled, hugging them back, before the twins looked at him.
“ off you two go than,” he chuckles, “ oh and if your cousins tries to mess with you two; you could always give him ears to match his tail.”
“ but hagrid we’re supposed to use magic outside of hogwarts,” said emma, “ you know that.”
“ that i do but your cousin don’t do he?” he asked with a wink.

“ feels strange to be going home doesn’t it?” asked hermione when the twins had came over to them.
“ we’re not going home,” smiled harry.
“ not really,” emma grins at her brother.
The loud piercing whistle of the conductor catch their attention, the four walking onto the train, emma closing the door behind her. Looking out the opened window, the twins had waved goodbye to hagrid, as the train began moving.