Harry Potter is not mine, the original story is from Maritza chan and I have help translating/editing it from ArwenFairTinuviel. I'm just making this for fun.

Hello! This is the last chapter concerning the first book. I'm working on the next chapters but it may take a while to update, but anyway, enjoy the fic.

Neville didn't know how he would get through the exams. He was sure that he had failed Potions, with Snape breathing down his neck and the scar on his forehead burning. In fact it had not stopped hurting since the forest incident, and if that wasn't enough, he had terrible nightmares too. Harry had told him that he thought it was just down to nerves because of the exams, but Neville was sure that everything had to do with the Stone guarded by Fluffy.

The exams flew by. It was a beautiful sunny day outside Hogwarts. Neville and his friends were lying on the grass in front of the lake while Fred, George and Harry's group bothered the giant squid at the lake's shore. Neville felt uneasy.

"I feel like there's something I still need to do," he finally said.

"That's because left your exam paper half blank, Neville," Hermione replied knowingly.

"Oh, it's not that, I think it's something else." He watched Harry's beautiful snowy owl flying towards him with a letter. Hagrid would send him letters...

Running along this train of thought, he suddenly got up and ran towards Hagrid's hut with his friends trailing behind. They found that Hagrid, while being drunk, had revealed to a hooded man how he managed Fluffy, the same man from whom he won Norbert's egg. Immediately they ran off to find Dumbledore, but then they realized that none of them knew where his office was, so when they came across Professor McGonagall they told her, but she informed them that Dumbledore was away and ordered them to go outside crossly.

However they were reluctant to obey and were then confronted by Snape, who also advised them to go outside. "Another night hanging around and I'll personally make sure that you are all expelled."

When they tried to see if Fluffy was still there, Professor McGonagall found them again and rebuked them for not listening to her. So they knew that night Snape would try to steal the Stone. They decided to do all they could to stop him.

Later, they were on their way out of the Common Room to head to the Forbidden Corridor.

"Even though he terrifies me, we have to stop him," Neville was whispering bravely to Hermione and Ron, when Harry appeared from behind a chair.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"That's none of your business, Potter," Hermione said aloofly, trying to get out.

"Don't you think that we have lost too many points already?"

"Could it be your fault?" Ron answered hurtfully. "We have important things to do."

Harry took his wand out. "I can't let you walk out there and lose more points," he said angrily.

But Hermione was faster. "Petrificus Totalus!" Harry fell hard on the floor, paralyzed.

"You killed him!" Neville yelled in fright.

"Of course I didn't, Neville! He's only petrified," Hermione laughed. "Come on, let's go."

Hermione bewitched the three with the invisibility spell they had learnt from Neville's book and kept re-casting it so that they reached Fluffy undetected, easily evading Mrs Norris, and scraping past Peeves, who almost spotted them as the spell was losing its effect. When they reached Fluffy they saw that the trapdoor was already open, but Fluffy was very much awake. Neville took out a crude flute that Hagrid had given him for Christmas, and although he played so badly that the tune did not sound like music at all; the big dog fell to sleep.

Ron went down the trapdoor first, followed by Neville and then Hermione. They discovered that they fell into a Devil's snare, but Hermione saved their lives by burning it.

They walked into the next room, which appeared to be full of birds. They doubled up and hurried to the next door in case they plummeted, but nothing happened. Then Ron saw that they were not birds but keys, and in a corner were three brooms.

"I… can't… fly…" Neville said helplessly, realizing what needed to be done.

"Okay, the two of us will bring the right key to you," said Ron, although Hermione was as bad as Neville on a broom. So while the two of them were trying to catch it, unsuccessfully, Neville deliberated whether or not to mount the other broom. Finally he did, but as soon as he kicked off the ground he began to spin out of control and hit the wall, quite by chance crushing the key they were looking for. Astonished, they took the old key and opened the door to pass on.

The next test was a huge chessboard. Without Ron, it would have been impossible to succeed at it and it was a shame they had to left him lying wounded on the ground, but they had to proceed onwards. The troll in the next room was unconscious and thus they soon came to the room with the flames.

When Hermione said logic was needed to get out of the room, Neville started running madly around, screaming that they were trapped for eternity there, until Hermione stopped him and made him see reason. When she had worked out which was the correct bottle, Neville asked that she would be the one to go on, since she was much cleverer than him, but she wanted to return to help Ron. So Neville had no choice but to go onwards to confront...

"Quirrell?" he asked, surprised to see his reflection in the Mirror of Erised.

"Longbottom! What a surprise to see you here, whole and in one piece! How did you manage this all alone?"

After talking for a bit and keeping Neville trapped in front of the Mirror, Quirrell tried to use it to steal the Stone which Neville, without having the slightest idea how, had managed to get into his pocket. When he found he could burn Quirrell with his bare hands, Neville did not hesitate to plaster his hands all over the traitor to stop him. Yet his scar was burning like hell...

When he woke again he saw the incredibly familiar partitions of the Hospital Wing. He had a talk with Dumbledore, having too many questions about everything Voldemort's face on Quirrell's body had said, like: Why did Voldemort want to kill him? How did he get the Stone? Was Voldemort dead? What was going to happen now? After Dumbledore left, his friends visited him and he found a big heap of sweets and chocolates, given to him by admirers.

On the day of the end-of-year feast, Dumbledore gave extra points to Neville, Ron, Hermione and Harry, just enough to win Gryffindor the House Cup! They were elated, especially Neville, who had not won anything commendable before.

Their trip home on the Hogwarts Express followed quickly afterwards.

"Tell me you'll come to my house," Ron told Neville one last time as they left Platform 9 ¾.

"I'll ask my grandmother," Neville assured him. Beside him, Richard was hugging his mother while Harry and Charles ran to greet a joyful man with long black hair and grey eyes. "This will be a good summer," he sighed happily.

Thanks for reading!