Trouble Fox

So close yet so far from the end

"Where am I? Is this Heaven? Am I dead?"

Brittany said as she opened her eyes. The room was very white and hospital-y.

"Great... Hogwarts was all a dream and now I'm in a mental asylum for believing in magic."

Brittany said as she sat up.

"I see Ms. Potter as finally woken up."

Brittany spun around.

"Great, Harry! I'm not alone! Are you crazy too?"

Brittany asked. Harry looked confused.

"Not an asylum?"

Harry shook his head.

"Oh good. But what about the stone!"

Brittany exclaimed.

"Calm yourself, Quirrell does not have the stone."

Brittany noticed Dumbledore was there.

"Whew."

Was all she could say.

"But how long have I been in h- are those jelly beans?"

Brittany was easily distracted by the large pile of candy next to her bed.

"Yes, as I was telling your brother, it seems that Mr. Fred and George Weasley tried to send you two a toilet seat."

Brittany laughed.

"Ok but back to being serious. How long was I in here?"

"About three days. It seems you were only stunned, but very powerfully."

Harry nodded.

"Voldemort got all mad and yelled that Quirrell should have killed you but didn't bother to try because...well, I sort of turned him to stone."

Brittany smiled.

"That's great! I'm not crazy or dead!"

Dumbledore chuckled.

"Yet..."