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Chapter Twenty One ⚡️

The hospital wing. Harry and (Y/N) are bandaged, lying in a two hospital beds. They both awaken and put on their glasses. They sit up. There are cards and candy all over. Dumbledore approaches them.

Dumbledore: Good afternoon, (Y/N) and Harry. Ah. Tokens from your admirers?

(Y/N): Admirers?

Dumbledore: What happened down in the dungeons between you two and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows. {All of them smile.} Ah, I see your friend Ronald has saved you two the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs.

Harry: Ron was here? Is he all right? What about Hermione?

Dumbledore: Fine. They're both just fine. Oh and (Y/N) , Draco Malfoy seemed extremely upset when he heard about what happened to you so when your out I would go visit him.

(Y/N): Okay Professor {Harry sighs at the memory of Malfoy kissing his sister}.

(Y/N): But, what happened to the Stone?

Dumbledore: Relax, dear. The stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I had a little chat and agreed it was best all around.

Harry: But Flamel, he'll die, won't he?

Dumbledore: {sits on the bed.} He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die.

Harry: How is it I got the Stone, sir? One minute I was staring in the mirror, and the next...

Dumbledore: Ah. You see, only a person who wanted to find the Stone, find it, but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you two and me thats saying something. {Smile both.}

Harry: Does that mean, with the Stone gone, I mean, that Voldemort can never come back?

Dumbledore: Ah, I'm afraid there are ways in which he can return. (Y/N), do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him? {(Y/N) shakes her head.} It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you two, and that kind of act leaves a mark. {The twins touch their scars.} No, no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.

Harry: What is it?

Dumbledore: Love, Harry and (Y/N) love. {Pats the twins heads and stands up.} Ah. Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit flavoured one, and since then I have lost my liking for them. But I think I could be safe with a nice toffee...{takes brown bean and eats it.} Mm. Alas. Earwax.

Harry and (Y/N) approach a room where up on a stairwell balcony Hermione and Ron are talking. They stop when they see Harry and his sister and lean over the railing.

Harry: All right there, Ron?

Ron: All right? You?

Harry: {shrug} All right. Hermione?

Hermione: {smile} Never better.

Scene:

In the great hall. All students are seated, and green banners with snakes on them are around the ceiling.

Dumbledore, at the head table, nods to McGonagall.

She dings her glass and the chatter stops. Dumbledore rises.

Dumbledore: Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus. In fourth place, Gryffindor with 302 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.

Students: Whoo! Yeah!

Draco: Nice one, Guys! {sees Ron looking at him and sneers.}

Dumbledore: 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 Miss Hermione Granger, for the use of cool intellect when others were in great peril, 50 points. {Applause.}

Harry: {Pats} Good job.

Dumbledore: Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best friend of the year {Ron looks at Harry and mouths, 'Me?' Harry nods, and mouths, 'You!'} that Hogwarts has seen these many years...50 points. {Applause} And third, to Mr. Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house 60 points. {Immense cheering.}

Dumbledore: And 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 Neville Longbottom.

Hermione: We are tied with Slytherin, sir !

Dumbledoor: And finally, I am going to award Miss. Potter 50 points for saving her brother when he needed it , even though they had just had an argument.

Dumbledoor: So if my calculations are correct the places have moved around. So I'm fourth place is Hufflepuff, third place is Ravenclaw, second place is Gryffindor and first is Slytherin. Well done to all!

Cheering.

Hagrid: Well done (Y/N)! {grins}

All students stand and throw their hats into the air, except Ron, who smashes his down onto the table.

Seamus: Neville! {Shakes his hand.}

All rub each other's hair and jump around, cheering and laughing.

Filt: Yeah! We won!! {Jumps with (Y/N) , who looks back and grins very widely.}

Draco: Well done my beautiful girlfriend

(Y/N): Well done to you to my handsome boyfriend {laughs}