CHAPTER 9
I looked at Professor Dumbledore confused.
"Emily," he said, "something happened to Harry, but no need to freak out, let me explain what happened." My eyes flashed open to what happened to Harry, but I kept quiet and listened to Dumbledore.
"What nobody knows, Miss Potter, is that our school was the shelter place of the Philosopher's Stone, have you ever heard about something like that?" I nodded because I had read something about a Stone like that. I didn't remember it very clear, but if I was right it could make the elixir of life.
"Your brother, Emily, found out about the Stone and he saved it out of the wrong hands, although something that brave always leaves its danger."
"He's dead," I whispered. Tears already came up, I had known it wouldn't be safe for him to be here. I could have known.
"Oh no, Emily, don't worry", said Dumbledore soothingly, "Though he will be using some time in the Hospital Wing." I nodded although I was still so worried about Harry, I wanted to see him. I ran down the stairs towards the Hospital. Before I could only see him, Madam Pomfrey stood in front of me to tell me I couldn't break the silence around here, I couldn't see Harry. By the way, he was still asleep and he needed rest. I could see him when he would wake up. What made me to three days desperately waiting for Harry to wake up. Finally, finally Harry did wake up. Dumbledore first wanted to talk to him and explain what happened, after that he let me in. Harry looked tired yet alive. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I sat down next to his bed while he burst into a story of what happened. I still knew Hogwarts wasn't safe for Harry, but he loved it here so much and he was a brave young wizard, he could take care of his self.
As we all knew, Slytherin won the House Cup.
"Yes, Yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore during the Feast, "However, recent events must be taken into account." The room went very still.
"Ahem," said Dumbledore, "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes... First, to Mr. Ronald Weasley... for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points."
Percy told everyone who could hear him: "My brother, you know! My youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!"
"Second, to Miss Hermione Granger... for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points." There are no words to describe how Gryffindor was acting at that moment.
"Third, to Mr. Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore. The room went deadly quiet. Harry.
"For pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points." Gryffindor now had exactly the same number of points as Slytherin. Dumbledore raised his hand. The room now wasgradually silent.
"There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling, "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom." Some sort of explosion had taken place, so loud was the noise that erupted from the Gryffindor table. Everyone was cheering and hugging. Rose was yelling the loudest of all. We were finally celebrating the downfall of Slytherin.
And suddenly, I was on the train. With Rose, Percy and Olivia in a compartment driving home again. At the station I told my friends goodbye and walked through the gateway together with Percy. His family was all standing together; Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George, their youngest sister and at least Ron and Harry.
"Oh, Emily!" Mrs. Weasley cheered as she saw me, "How was your year? How were your O.W.L.s? I heard you are a Prefect too! Oh my son is dating a Prefect girl!"
"And how have you been doing, Percy?" she turned to her son and I looked at Harry, with a look that told him I'd like to talk to him before we'd both go.
"I just want to tell you", I said, "That I thought Hogwarts would be dangerous for you, but you have been doing so great. I am just so proud of you!" Harry smiled at me and hugged me.
"Can I come to visit you, this summer?" he asked. As Harry couldn't live with me he could still come and visit.
"Of course you can, I'll still send you an owl."
"Ready, are you?" said a man with a purple face and a large mustache. Vernon Dursley, I surmised.
"Have a great summer, Harry, we will write each other", I told him and off he was. Following his family to the car and behind me Percy laid his hand on my shoulder.
"He will be fine, you know", he said. I nodded and put my face in his sweater.
"You should come over this summer, Mum would love so", said Percy. A last kiss on my forehead and I told him goodbye as well. I walked toward Olivia, who was waiting for me with Mrs. Holt.
"It was a perfect year, wasn't it?" she said me.
"It was more than that", I sighed.
I'm really sorry about this, but now another year is finished I will be off for a while. I have a really busy time ahead. Anyway, plz keep reading my stories, I will be working on others but will be back with this one as soon as the summer willbe there, Love you all and thanks for your ever support!