Chapter 21

Hospital Visits

Drifting in the clouds is really fun. Except when you realize that you don't have a broom, and are not on some sort of other flying instrument. That's when you start to fall from the sky. Tumbling through space, passing clouds and flying birds at high speeds, racing towards the ground. Soon the ground was coming up to meet me.

"But sir, the stone..."

I let out a loud squeek as I jumped up and out of the small bed onto the hard tiled floor of what looks to be the hospital wing at Hogwarts. Sitting up, and rubbing my now sore butt, I see Professor Dumbledore standing over Harry Potter, both are now staring at me, amusment flashing in their eyes.

"So Adonia, you are awake as well. It seems the two of you have had quite the adventure." Dumbledore has a proud look in his eyes as he looks at the two of us, I'm not sure what adventure Harry had, but mine was anything but something to be proud about.

"Professor, I am sorry I led Professor Quirrell and whatever creepy voiced companion was with him to the stone. I am sad to say I believed him when he said it was a test to move up an extra year." I was more ashamed than sad, but he didn't need to know that.

"I had wondered why you were in the room with Quirrell."

Harry spoke at the same time that Professor Dumbledore did, "Why would you think you could skip years, you aren't that smart?"

I glared at Harry, still unsure why he was in here as well, well how he got in here, if he was in the hospital wing he got hurt somehow. Dumbledore aslo turned to Harry when he spoke out, but he wasn't glaring, he had a smile on his face.

"That is not true Harry, you see, Adonia here is actually smarter than she lets onto in class, she actually beat Hermione's grades in every subject, well except for flying, not that there are grades for that class."

Harry looked at me in shock, I, being the bigger person, just stuck my toung out at him behind Dumbledore's back. Then I thought of why I was in the hospital wing, the scenes of whenever, flashed before my eyes and I remebered, again, the stone.

"Um, professor, about the stone...please tell me Quirrell didn't get it for Voldemort, that was the creepy voice right?"

"So neither of you will be distracted from the stone. Quirrell did not get it, Harry made sure of that. And yes Adonia, that was Voldemort, he is gone now as well..."

He keept on talking, but I kinda tuned out after that. I was so relieved that neither of the men got the stone, I overheard Dumbledore say something about the stone being destroyed as not to tempt Voldemort or any of his followers again. I am glad, a stone that can grant immortality and ever ending riches should not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands, my hands maybe, but not the wrong ones like Voldemorts.

Harry and Dumbledore continued talking, not knowing that I was not paying attention, I don't think either cared though. What I came back into was a little weird, untill I thought back over the contect clues...and saw what Harry was holding, a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

"...but I thing I'll be safe with a nice toffee, don't you?"

I looked up to see Professor Dumbledore pop something into his mouth, only to choke and cringe a moment later, "Alas! Ear wax!."

Both Harry and I started to giggle, watching the older man make his way out of the hospital wing. I looked over to Harry then, as we were both alone in the room now.

"I take it you went through the levels to find Quirrell a tthe end?"

Harry glanced at me, "Yeah, did you really make it all the way by your self as a test?"

"Well, Quirrell took out the troll...and he helped me with the brooms, unlike you, I have no tallent for the things. How did you stop him by the way?"

Harry told me all about how he thought is was really Snape trying to get the stone, how he, Ron, and Hermione had gotten clues from Hagrid about what Fluffy was gaurding, and how they got through the tests. We talked for a while after that, until Harry's friends came in to talk with him. I started daydreaming, only to fall out of the hospital bed again when Madam Pomfrey busted in to yell at Ron and Hermione to get out.

The two of us talked a bit more, we became friendlier towards the other. We would never be the best of friends, but we wouldn't try and kill each other either, more like casual friends. We were still talking when Pomfrey told us to go to sleep, or she wouldn't let us go tomorrow to the end of the year speech. And, as we both wanted to go, we fell asleep.

When I woke up, I snuck out of the hospital wing, I had place to go and people to prank. I passed by Hagrid on the way down hall, and started running when I hear the nurse yelling.

She caught up to me, let's just say I tripped and fell, then dragged me back to the hospital wing to fix my now broken ankle. By the time she realesed me from the prison of smelly tonics and white walls, the end-of-the-year feast was about to start.

The Great Hall was decked out in Slytherin colors, my house had won and I felt good about it, mostly because a good protion of the points, I had earned.

Soon Dumbledore started speaking about the year ending and where the houses stood, when he announced the winner, my table busted out in cheers. It was the cheeriest I had ever seen my fellow Slytherins. They quited down when Dumbledore started speaking again, he was giving out more points, all to Harry and his friends at Gryffindor.

At the end of giving out the points, Gryffindor had won the house cup. I was the only one at the Slytherin table to cheer at the new winners. I must have been really loud as everyone in the hall turned to look at me, the yelling Slytherin.

I just looked non-pulsed at the hall, " Gryffindor is my house as well," I shrugged my shoulders at that point," I helped them gain points last term, so there." The last bit was said to the now glaring and sulking Slytherins, the rest of the hall was cheering again at Slytherin's downfall for the first time in how ever many years.

As the cheering went down, food appeard on the table tops and everyone started chowing down. Like always the food was great, I would hate to go back home to my grandmother's cooking. I loved her to death, but her cooking was bad, real bad. I couldn't wait to see my family though,or Shadow, I really missed my cat.

In the following days of packing, I got my exam results back, I did quite nicely, my parents would be pleased. Hermione was a bit huffy when she came by to compair her results with mine, I guess Harry told her what Dumbledore had said. I also made my way back into the forest to tell my friends there goodbye, as I won't be able to see them during the summer. Firenze and I had one last race, he won this time, but not by much...I kinda let him.

Then, once again, I was back on the train. Playing nice with Draco, he still thought he was on my 'good' side and that his father would be happy about this, I needed to work more on the whole reading minds thing. I also plotted new pranks later on with George and Fred, next year we would have a blast with the pranks we had planned. The candy inventing was going quite nicely as well. I even sat with Harry and his group for a while, just chatting and getting to know each other. Hermione was still a little colder than she usually was, but I think it was because of the exam results, we were close, but I was still a little better than she was, I didn't rub it in her face, I think that is why she was even talking a little to me.

The train started pulling into the station and I saw my parents and grandparents waving at me from the platform. I waved back, as happy to see them as they were to see me. I wonder what fun things they have planned to do over the summer, as we usully go on some sort of trip.

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