Neville was started to move and open his eyes. Then he took out his glasses and put them on. He saw presents everywhere.

"Good afternoon Neville." someone said.

He looked up and saw Dumbledore.

"Tokens, from you and Harry's admirers."

"Admirers?" he asked.

"What happened down in the dungeon between you, Harry and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So, naturally, the hole school and your family knows."

Then he looked at his chocolate frog. "I can see your friend Ron has helped you open your, chocolate frog."

"Ron was here? Is he alright? What about Harry and Hermione? Harry was unconscious to!" he asked worried.

"Fine, they're all just fine." Dumbledore said.

"What happened to the stone?"

"Relax dear boy, the stone has been destroyed." he said.

"But Nicholas Flamel, he'll die won't he?" Neville said.

"They have enough Elixir stored to set their affairs in order and then, yes, they will die." Dumbledore said.

"Does that mean sir, with the stone gone that is, Voldemort can never come back?"

"Ah, I fear there are ways he can never be gone." he answered.

"But why couldn't Quirrell touch me?"

It's because of your mother. She sacrificed herself and that mark gave a strong mark." He put his wrapped hand on his scar. "No no, it lives, in you and Harry's very skin."

"What is it?"

"Love Neville, love." he said and taped his forehead. "Now, why don't I go get your family, hmm?" Harry nodded.

So he left to go get them. A few minutes later they came and Lily hurried over to him.

"Neville!"

She gave him a hug while James, Remus, Sirius and Harry hurried to him.

"You scared us half to death Neville!" Sirius said.

"And you're making me feel like a failing alpha of my pack! You know it's my responsibility to protect the cubs!" Remus said.

"Sorry. And Remus, you're a great alpha!" Then he thought of something. "How long was I out?" he asked.

"Three days." James said.

"Three days?!" he said back in shock.

"Yup." Harry said.

"Hmm, wasn't expecting that. Could be worse."

"Good point." James said.

He was getting tired now and Lily could tell in a heartbeat.

"Why don't you get some sleep and we'll check on you later." she said.

He nodded and laid down and fell asleep.

"He really did almost give me a heart attack." Sirius said.

"Same here Padfoot, same here. He may not be my son, but he's my godson and like a real son." James said.

The next day Madam Pomfrey let him go and they were in the great hall.

Dumbledore looked at McGonagall taped her cup.

"Your attention please?" she said.

Then everyone looked at her. And Dumbledore stood up.

"Another year gone, and the House Cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw with four hundred and twenty-six and last, with four hundred and seventy-two points, Slytherin House."

Neville could see Draco Malfoy banging his goblet on the table. It was a sickening sight.

"Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "However, recent events must be taken into account."

Slytherin table. Harry could see Draco Malfoy banging his goblet on the table. It was a sickening sight.

"Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "However, recent events must be taken into account."

The room went very still. The Slytherins' smiles faded a little.

"Yes yes well done Slytherin well done however, I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. First - to Mr. Ronald Weasley . . ."

Ron went purple in the face; he looked like a radish with a bad sunburn.

". . . for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor House fifty points."

Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling; the stars overhead seemed to quiver. Percy could be heard telling the other prefects, "My brother, you know! My youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!"

At last there was silence again.

"Second — to Miss Hermione Granger . . . for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor House fifty points."

Hermione buried her face in her arms; Neville strongly suspected she had burst into tears. Gryffindors up and down the table were beside themselves - they were a hundred points up.

"Third — to Mr. Neville Longbottom . . ." said Dumbledore. ". . . for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor House sixty points."

"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies and help your family. I therefore award sixty points to Neville Potter."

"According to my calculations a change of decoration, is in order." He clapped his hands and then opened them. "Gryffindor wins, the House Cup!"

Then everyone started shaking Neville and Neville's hands.

"Good job, good job!" Seamus said shaking Neville's then Harry's hand.

Neville looked over at Hagrid and he smiled.

Sure enough they were at the train and saying goodbye to Hagrid. A few minutes later they were on their way home.

"This was quite the year!" Harry said.

"Yeah, hopefully it will be a normal year next year." Neville said.

"That would be nice." Ron said.

"We'll find out in September." Hermione said.

Sure enough they were at Kings Cross and saying goodbye to his friends.

"See you next year guys." Hermione said.

"Maybe you guys can come visit or we can come visit you this summer." Ron said to Harry and Tracey.

"Maybe." Neville said.

"By guys!" Harry said.

When they got to their parents they gave them a hug and smiled.

"Ready for some fun this summer?" James said.

"Yup!" Neville said.

"Me too!" Harry said.

"Let's head on home then!" he said.

Lily shook her head smiling.

"This will be an interesting summer." she said.

A few minutes later they were gone and on their way home.