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Chapter 17: Graduation
"I'm just glad you all got out alright," Ginny said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione as they walked down to the Great Hall. Ron had gotten out of the hospital a few days earlier and was looking almost perfect. Hermione was back to her normal self and not crying nearly as much as she had been. She and Ron had been together for a week now and seemed to be on cloud nine. They hadn't told anyone except for Harry, obviously, and Ginny because she would have figured it out anyway. This was because they didn't want their relationship to go public just yet, if too many people found out it could be a disaster, so Harry and Ginny had taken an oath of silence. Ron and Hermione acted normal for the sake of their secrecy, but sometimes Harry would see them looking at each other from across the room, when they thought nobody was looking.
Harry didn't mind their relationship at all. True, it had taken him a few days to get used to it, but afterwards he realized that it would be selfish to treat his friends differently because they had finally gotten together. Wasn't he the one who had wanted them to get together in the first place? Besides Ron had wonderfully understanding of his relationship with Ginny so Harry needed to be equally supportive.
The four of them walked into the Great Hall. Many heads swiveled to peer at them from the tables. Harry had been getting that a lot lately. Many people had even started clapping every time he entered a room or walked through the halls. It was getting rather bothersome.
They sat down, Ginny sitting next to Harry and Ron and Hermione sitting across from them. Just as they started to eat breakfast Dumbledore stood up and the hall went silent.
"Good morning students! I hope you all had a great night's sleep and you are ready for a fun filled Saturday as usual. There is an announcement I would like to bring to your attention. Graduation is coming up for all the seventh years and we will be having our usual ceremony. (A/N: I know it has never said anything about it, but humor me this will be good!) Anyone you invite may come, so it will not be just 7th years and your families have all been owled to let them know the dates. Dress robes will be worn and further information will be given as the last weeks of term continue. Thank you."
Hermione turned to the boys and Ginny. "Can you believe we are actually graduating? It seems like we just arrived yesterday and now we're going to be waling away from Hogwarts forever." Tears began to fill her eyes as she said these words, but she hastily wiped them away because Ron was watching her.
"I don't know how I am going to handle not having you three not at Hogwarts next year," Ginny said. "I guess I'll just have to hang out with Luna."
Ron grinned. "That should be fun." The four of them laughed.
"Well I think I should go get dressed for Hogsmeade," Ginny said, smiling. She stood up giving Harry's hand a little squeeze.
The trio stayed seated at the table only for a few moments longer before getting up and heading back to Gryffindor Tower. Harry couldn't help but notice the silence as they walked down the halls. He tried to break it.
"So you reckon you'll be asked to give a speech for graduation, Hermione? I mean you are valedictorian."
Hermione shrugged. "Maybe so, but I haven't the slightest idea. If I do I don't think I would know what to say."
"Hermione Granger, not knowing what to say?" Ron said, smirking. "That's a first."
Hermione rolled her eyes, but Harry hadn't missed the small smile she had tried to conceal.
Just as they arrived at the portrait hole a voice sounded from behind them.
"Potter!"
Harry turned to see Professor McGonagall striding towards him. Her black cloak was swishing around her legs with each step.
"Yes, Professor?" he asked clearly puzzled about the situation.
"The Headmaster and I would like a word with you, Potter," she said. "Hogsmeade can wait for a moment."
Harry turned to Ron and Hermione who looked just as bewildered as himself and said, "Tell Ginny we'll leave later, okay?"
Ron and Hermione nodded simultaneously and Harry turned to leave with Professor McGonagall.
The two of them walked down the hall towards the two stone gargoyles at the end of the hall. Professor McGonagall stopped in front of it and said, "Licorice wand." The gargoyle leapt aside and she proceeded to walk up the winding staircase.
"Come in," came the voice of Professor Dumbledore when she knocked on the large oak doors. They stepped in and the Headmaster smiled.
"Ah, Minerva. Please take a seat Harry." He motioned towards the chair in front of his desk. McGonagall stepped around to the other side of the Headmaster's desk to see him clearly.
Harry sat timidly on the edge of his seat and waited to be addressed.
"Harry," Dumbledore started. "Professor McGonagall and I have already discussed it and we think that it would be a terrific idea for you to give the graduation speech at the ceremony."
Harry's jaw dropped. He hadn't expected this.
"But Hermione's has the highest grade—"
"Yes we know that Harry, but under the circumstances we think it would be best if you made the graduation speech," Professor McGonagall said. Harry could have sworn that he saw pride shining in her beady eyes.
"But…I…I don't' speak well publicly," Harry insisted. "This would be better for Hermione, or Ron they're Head Boy and Girl."
"Yes," Dumbledore said calmly. "But I think everyone would much rather hear from you, Harry. You have just defeated Voldemort and I think everyone would be mose interested to hear the story."
Harry felt himself turning red. Was he being labeled as some sort of side attraction? Was the press going to be there?
"I don't think this is such a great idea, sir," Harry said apologetically.
"It has already been decided, Potter," Professor McGongall said with a hint of her old self in her voice. "You are going to say the speech at Graduation. Now you just need to write it and everything will be fine."
"But I don't want to," Harry insisted. "It will be all over the Daily Prophet!"
"You're already all over the Daily Prophet, Harry," the Headmaster continued. He passed a newspaper towards Harry. There was a picture of himself as one of the Triwizard Champions on the front and a story of is defeat against Voldemort. Although they hadn't gotten the story nearly correct. Harry figured they might as well have gotten right, if they wanted to report it, but this was all about how he performed complex magic with his wand and made a daring escape.
Harry sighed. "Alright I suppose I'll do it."
"Good," Professor McGonagall said. "Just write what you want to talk about Potter."
Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile and Harry stood and turned to the door.
"Oh Harry," Dumbledore said.
Harry turned. "Yes?"
"Write about what's important to you."
Harry saw a twinkle in the Headmaster's eye and suddenly he was filled with power. He knew exactly what he would write about.
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"They asked you to give the graduating speech?" Hermione asked in awe. She, Harry, Ron and Ginny were all sitting in The Three Broomsticks sipping butterbeers even though the weather was rather warm outside.
"Yes, they said under the particular circumstances it would be more appropriate," he explained swishing the butterbeer in his bottle around. "I don't frankly understand."
"What do you mean you don't understand?" Ron asked as though Harry were mad. "You have just defeated Voldemort, Harry! Everyone is going to want to hear from you!" Ron had started saying Voldemort's name now that there was nothing to fear.
"But Hermione's top witch" Harry insisted.
"Nobody cares about that!" Hermione said smiling. "Do you really think anyone would like to hear from Hermione the bookworm? Nobody likes me as it is, nobody would take me seriously."
"We like you," Harry, Ron, and Ginny said together.
Hermione smiled. "You guys are different."
"Well I think it will be good for you," Ginny said sitting up straight. "The Press is going to be after you when you graduate. It will be good for you to get used to it."
"She's right Harry," Hermione said. "You have only gotten more famous now that you have defeated the most feared wizard on earth.
Harry shrugged, although he was glad his friends supported him.
The rest of their visit to Hogsmeade was filled with walking through the sunny streets and looking around in the little shops. They visited Zonko's, the post office, Honeydukes, Dervish and Banges, and even the Hogshead. It was as if they were saying goodbye to old friends.
As the four friends headed back to Hogwarts Harry rolled over ideas for his speech in his mind. In two weeks time he was going to have to stand up and give it in front of the entire graduating class, not to mention their parents. He only hoped that there would be no hard feelings between himself and the people in the audience.
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The days counting down the Harry's speech at the Graduation seemed to be flying away faster than he could count them. He still didn't have the faintest idea what to write about.
That night he was sitting in the common room with a piece of parchment in front of him, the end of a quill between his teeth and a mind full of racing thoughts, although none of them seemed to want to write themselves into a speech.
"Are you sure you don't need any help, Harry?" Hermione asked. She and Ron were sitting on the other side of the table working diligently on the last Transfiguration essay of the year. At least Hermione was working; Ron looked like he was finding more interest in Hermione's face than the text book in front of him.
"No," Harry said shaking his head. "I think this is something I need to do alone."
Hermione and Ron nodded and went back to their essays.
Harry sucked harder on the end of the quill, as if it would give him some ideas as to what to write about. Just then a tawny owl soared through the open window. It landed right next to Harry and stuck out its leg. Harry, glad for the interruption, took the letter off its leg and looked at the return address. He gasped.
"Who's it from?" Ron asked retreating from Hermione's side to come look at the letter. Hermione too looked over Harry's shoulder at the letter.
The address said:
Petunia Dursely
Number 4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging, Surrey
Harry opened the envelope with trembling hands. Inside was a letter written his aunt's curly handwriting. It said:
Harry,
I just received Albus Dumbledore's note that your graduation will be soon. I'm sorry to say that I will not be able to attend. I would come if I could, but your Uncle has filed for divorce and I must stay here to tie up the loose ends.
Please forgive me, not only for the absence at your graduation, but for being such a horrible guardian to you over these last seventeen years. I didn't understand until now how it must feel to be you. I hope you except this sincere apology and I send you the best of luck with your speech.
Also I would like to know if it would be possible for you to go home with you friend, Ron, after school is out. I would take you back here, but like I said I need to tie up the last of the divorce issues. I hope this will be alright, and if not I shall be able to make further arrangements.
Again I am truly sorry and I wish you good luck.
Sincerely,
Aunt Petunia
Harry stared shocked at the letter. He couldn't believe this. His aunt had sent him a message by owl? His aunt was apologizing for being horrible? She was sorry for not being able to come to his graduation? His uncle had filed for divorce? This was too weird.
"Bloody--," Ron said, but was cut off by Hermione.
"Ron, don't swear! That's strange Harry," she said.
Harry nodded still remaining silent. He continued to stare at the letter dumbstruck. It seemed as though his aunt finally saw him as the human he was hoping she would see him as. It was almost as though, for was in his 17 years of life, she loved him.
Suddenly Harry's mind exploded with happiness. He knew exactly what he wanted to write in his speech.
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"I'm nervous, mate," Harry said as he stood in front of the mirror, straightening the front of his robes. The night of Graduation had finally come and he couldn't quite contain his jitters.
"Don't worry you'll be fine," Ron said as he desperately tried to flatten his hair. It was almost as uncooperative as Harry's. "You could have let me hear it you know."
Harry smiled. He has purposely not let Ron, Hermione, or Ginny hear his speech. He wanted it to be strictly his words. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he said.
Ron sighed and finished buttoning up the black robes the twins had bought him with Harry's Triwizard winnings. He looked pretty good.
"You two look nice."
Harry and Ron turned around to see Ginny. She was dressed in pale green robes that looked wonderful with her vibrant hair. Harry smiled.
"So do you," he said giving her a hug.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked trying to sound nonchalant since Dean, Seamus, and Neville were still in the room.
"She's still getting ready," Ginny said taking a seat on Harry's bed. "She said something about needing to look perfect. 'This is a very important day for me Ginny! I need to look just right!' Something like that."
Harry and Ron laughed. Hermione had never been one to care too much about her appearance. Harry had a distinct feeling that it had more to do with Ron than graduating.
"But she said would meet us in the common room," Ginny said. She was now standing up and fiddling with Harry's hair, but gave up when it proved a useless attempt.
"Alright," Ron said tightening his tie. "I'm ready to go."
Harry took one last look in the mirror and took a deep breath.
'This is it,' he thought to himself. 'It's now or never.' He exhaled the breath and followed Ron and Ginny down the boys' stairs.
The common room was a sea of color, very much like it had been for the Yule Ball in fourth year. (A/N: I decided to let them wear their colored robes, because it's more interesting to describe. 'Mione Weasley likes color! ?) Everyone was talking and seemed excited to be graduating. Harry felt sick.
"Oh! There she is," Ginny said waving Hermione towards them.
She looked radiant. Her hair was pulled back from her face in a bun, although it was curly rather than sleek and straight. Her face was done with enough makeup to turn quite a few Gryffindor boys' heads, and her dress robes were periwinkle. She smiled at the three of them and hurried over.
"Hey guys," she said grinning.
"You look great, Hermione," Harry said.
"Thanks, Harry. What do you two think?" She looked at Ginny and Ron, but Harry couldn't help but notice that she was obviously asking the question for Ron.
"You look absolutely stunning Hermione," Ginny said, she was trying to keep a straight face. Harry turned to see Ron staring at Hermione his jaw dropped considerably.
"Ron?" Hermione said. "What do you think?"
Ron continued to stare at her and mouthed soundlessly. "You look…you look…gorgeous."
Hermione blushed and continued to smile. "Thank you."
Ron shrugged, but his face was the color of roses. "You're welcome."
"We should probably get down to the Great Hall," Ginny said breaking the moment. "You don't want to be late."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione nodded in agreement and walked out of the common room with the other students.
As they walked down the halls, Harry could help but feel sad. This was going to be his last day at Hogwarts. He would probably never see it again. He looked at everything as he passed. It was like saying good-bye to an old friend. Harry could feel a lump forming in his throat and looked straight ahead to avoid crying in front of the whole school.
When they arrived at the entrance of the Great Hall Professor McGonagall was waiting for them, with a long piece of paper.
"You will need to stand in alphabetical order," she said loudly over the din of the crowd. "Now file in."
Ginny hugged each of them in turn and then hurried into the Great Hall to watch the procession.
Harry and Ron whose names were toward the end of the alphabet waited as Hermione went ahead of them. Many people continued to go in front of them including Draco Malfoy. He glared at Harry, his eyes ready to kill.
Harry and Malfoy had been on even worse terms than before, due to the death of Lucius Malfoy. Harry remembered Draco coming up to him and having to be restrained by at least three teachers.
"You'll pay for it Potter! I swear on my father's grave you will pay!" He had screamed at him before being pulled, struggling away to the hospital wing.
The teachers had put a spell on him causing him to not come anywhere near Harry for the time being. All he could do was glare at him from a safe distance. Harry was surprised they were even letting him graduate.
"Potter, Harry," McGonagall called. Harry smiled at Ron and hurried to find his place in line.
Before he knew it they were walking into the Hall to the sound of a band playing Pomp and Circumstance. Dumbledore had hired the Weird Sisters just for the occasion.
Upon entering the Great Hall, Harry's eyes grew huge. It looked magnificent. The tables were no where to be seen and hundreds of chairs took their place. The family members of all the graduating students were seated in them smiling widely at the procession of students. They were heading towards about a hundred high backed chairs on the opposite wall, where the graduates would sit. There were chairs in front of these for the Professors to sit in as well.
The ceiling was dark and twinkling with thousands of tiny stars. Harry couldn't have asked for a better night to graduate.
As soon as all the graduates were seated Professor Dumbledore stood. He was wearing a set of midnight blue robes and his silvery hair was flowing down his back.
"Welcome beloved family members, to this year's graduation. We are all so glad you could come. Each and every one of these students have accomplished so much in their seven years of attending Hogwarts. I can assure you that each and every one of the staff members wishes them the best of luck as their lives continue."
Harry had to hold back his laughter. He found it hard to believe that Snape was going to be wishing anything good to happen to him over the next few years.
Dumbledore continued, "It is my pleasure to see them graduate tonight as I am sure it is yours. I know how proud you are as proud of them as I am. Now without further adue I would like to announce this year's achievement awards."
Harry's stomach tightened. After the awards were given it would be his turn to make the speech. He squirmed in his chair.
"To this year's Valedictorian, I would like to award this plaque of academic excellence, Miss Hermione Granger."
Hermione stood up to the cheering of the crowd around her and headed down to accept her award. She smiled at everyone and headed back to her seat.
"To this year's Most Improved Student, Neville Longbottom."
Harry watched as Neville stumbled down to accept his award. His cheeks were red, but he was smiling brightly.
"I would also like to congratulate this years Quidditch Champions, for the 4th year running, the Gryiffindor Quidditch Team."
There was a collective whoop as Dumbledore waved his arm in the direction of the gleaming Quidditch cup. Harry couldn't help but feel proud of what his team had done. (A/N: Yes I know I only wrote out one game, but there were more that I didn't go into.)
After the applause died down Dumbledore continued. "Now it gives me great pleasure to announce this year's speaker, Harry Potter."
There was a deafening applause as Harry walked down towards the enchanted microphone. He could feel his hands trembling as he adjusted it in the stand.
Taking a deep breath he began, "Thank you Professor Dumbledore. I would like to take this moment to thank everyone on the staff whom have been such a great help to us these past seven years."
There was another applause, in which Harry tried to calm himself down. When it had died down he continued, "Seven years ago I never would have dreamed what would have become of me. As you all can well imagine I was shocked to realize that I was the son of two of the most well-known wizards (A/N: This is used in the same way 'men' is used as all humans in many historical documents and such. SEE Dr. West, I have been paying attention in History class! Er…um…)
"You can well imagine my fear as to learning this. I didn't know if I would fit it. As long as I could remember I was just a punching bag for my cousin, I had never actually had my own life, so to speak.
"When I stepped on the Hogwarts Express I didn't expect to meet to of the best friends I could have ever had." Harry motioned to the graduating class behind him and Ron and Hermione beamed. "And as the years went on they became a huge part of my life, along with many of my other classmates."
The audience continued to smile at Harry. It was only then that Harry's nervousness about the speech he was making. He looked out into the crowd to see many familiar faces. He saw all of the Weasleys and Mr. and Mrs. Granger. The school had been accommodated for those who were muggle born.
Harry took another breath as he continued on with his speech. "Everyone here has been an important part of my life, and as we all went through our magical training I think one thing in particular has forced us all to learn a valuable lesson."
Harry gulped. This was the part of his speech that was sure to cause mixed feelings. He looked out to see Narcissa (A/N: Is that her name? I forget and I am way too lazy to get off my butt and go look. ?) Malfoy. He prayed that the restraining order would stay intact. Then his eyes skimmed over the face of Ginny Weasley. She was smiling brightly at him and her eyes were urging him to continue.
"Voldemort," There was a collective gasp from the audience and some murmuring began to break out. Harry cleared his throat and continued. "Voldemort has always been an issue of terror for the wizarding world. He kills for pleasure, but over the years I've learned that there is nothing to fear."
He paused. The audience was staring at him intently.
"Voldemort works from using our fears against us. Without fearing him, he cannot function. This has become apparent over the past years, but it can be stopped.
"Hogwarts has taught me that having friends is the only way we can get through life. Having healthy relationships with people keeps us standing together in an unbreakable bond that is love."
Harry looked over at Ginny as he said this, only to see he eyes filled with glittering tears. Her face was still glowing with her gorgeous smile, and Harry smiled back.
"So tonight as I stand here with the rest of my fellow classmates, I would like to remind you that no one can do anything by themselves. Everyone needs the support, help, or love of someone else to succeed. Graduation is a time to remember these things and celebrate our accomplishments with the people we love. That is we are here today and that is why Voldemort has been defeated at last."
Harry said these last words and stood looking around at the people in the crowd. Many of them were still staring at him, looking like they weren't sure what to do. Then from somewhere behind him he heard a noise. He turned around to see Ron and Hermione standing up clapping for him. They were beaming and Hermione has tears running down her face.
Harry turned back to the crowd and saw the Weasleys stand up and begin clapping loudly. Pretty soon the entire hall was clapping wildly. Fred and George were cheering, along with Lee Jordan and looked like they were having the time of their lives.
Harry grinned at the crowd. Dumbledore stood up behind him and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. Slowly the crowd's din began to die down.
"As you can see," Dumbledore said, causing Harry to turn and look at him. "Harry Potter has captured the essence of Hogwarts, and I along with the other members of the staff, would like to award him with this."
Harry continued to stare at Dumbledore as he handed him a plaque. It was silver and looping letters were written to say: Harry Potter: For Seven Years of Defensive Excellence.
"This award is being given to Mr. Potter for his excellence in Defense Against the Dark Arts, but also for his many achievements in life. We could not find something big enough to express the significance of what you have done, during your schooling. We hope this shall be enough."
Harry stared, speechless, at the words on the plaque. He then turned to Professor Dumbledore, grinning.
"This is more than enough. Thank you."
The hall erupted into applause again, as Harry shook hands with each member of the staff. He then walked back to his seat as the Weird Sisters began to play Pomp and Circumstance once more.
The rest of the ceremony went without the slightest hitch. Each person was given a diploma and shook hands with each of the staff members. Harry couldn't help but notice Ron looked rather smug when he shook Viktor Krum's hand.
After the ceremony Harry, Ron, and Hermione were given so many hugs Harry thought they might have been squeezed to death.
"Oh, that speech was wonderful Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. (A/N: More tears! Wheee!)
"It really was Harry," Ginny said giving him a hug. "You were brilliant."
"Thanks, Gin." He kissed her on the cheek.
Mrs. Weasley gave the pair of them an odd look. "Are you two…?"
Harry looked at Ginny. She grinned back at him and then nodded to her mother.
Mrs. Weasley scooped Harry and Ginny both into her arms for an enormous hug. "Oh I knew you two would get together some day!" she said after letting them go. "This has been the happiest day of my life."
When Mrs. Weasley walked away to go speak to the Grangers Harry turned to see Ginny laughing.
"What's so funny?" he asked her, grinning at the sound of her laughter.
"It's just that," she said, when the giggles had subsided. "If she reacted like that for us, I can only imagine how she'll act when she finds out about Ron and Hermione. She's been on his case about Hermione since the summer after their second year!"
Ginny jerked her head towards the couple. They were sitting and talking with Fred and George and Harry started to laugh along with Ginny.
As the evening went on Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny hung out talking with their friends and family. Soon it became very late and the families began to leave the hall.
"We'll see you in two days," Mr. Weasley said as he left with the rest of his family.
"Bye," came the voices of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
The foursome walked back to Gryffindor tower together. They were talking and laughing just like old times. Harry gave the password to the portrait of the Fat Lady and they scrambled into the common room.
Surprisingly the common room was vacant. Harry guessed most of the 7th years had already gone up to bed. He, Ron, and Hermione had been among the last graduates to leave the hall.
"Well, goodnight you two," Hermione said to Harry and Ron. He eyes lingered on Ron for a moment and then she turned and headed up the stairs.
"I'm going up to bed," Ron said to Harry and Ginny.
Harry and Ginny stood in the empty common room in silence. Harry ran a hand through his hair and continued to look at Ginny.
"Well, I guess goodnight," Ginny said smiling. "And you really did great tonight Harry."
Harry grinned and took her hand. He pulled her towards him and kissed her softly. When they broke apart, Harry smiled again.
"Thank you," he said and let go of her hand giving it one more squeeze.
Ginny smiled. "Goodnight, Harry." She turned and walked up the staircase.
Harry hurried up his own staircase and into the 7th year boys' dormitory. Ron was already in his pajamas, but still awake in his bed.
After Harry was dressed and in his own bed, he turned on his side and faced Ron.
"Why didn't you kiss her?" Harry asked.
Ron's face could be seen from the dim ray of moonlight. He turned to face Harry as well.
"What?" he asked, obviously confused.
"Why didn't you kiss Hermione down there?"
Even in the dark it was still possible to tell Ron was blushing. "I don't know. I guess I just…"
"Chickened out?" Harry finished for him, smirking.
"No!" Ron protested. "I just…I just didn't want to do it in front of you and Ginny."
Harry snorted. "It's not as if I haven't seen it before."
Ron shrugged. "I don't know Harry, maybe I just got nervous or something."
Harry yawned and rolled over. "Well whatever. I'm going to go to sleep now. Night Ron."
"'Night Harry."
Within moments Harry was fast asleep.
A/N: YAY! They graduated! I would like to give kudos to Tiffiany Hargis, for giving me the idea for a graduation scene! Thanx so much! Ok now the results of the poll are...*coughing drumroll* 14 people participated and 9 said Hermione and 5 said Ron. Well there is never a dull moment in the polls, that's for sure. As for me I think Ron will be the first to admit it to Harry, but Hermione will point it out to Ron when she gets extremely angry. We've already seen her hinting at it in book 4! So who knows? J.K. does! Whoo that was a good one...er...um...never mind. Anyway it is time for you guys to push that button and REVIEW!
Natalie Potter731: I feel like I've been stabbed by a dagger, that I see before me. Although I have thee not, so is it real or is a false creation proceeding from the heat oppressed brain...ugh my heat oppressed brain hurts!
Duckmander: Aw thanx so much! I'm glad you like my writing style. :)
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morgan: Yeah I get exhausted writing all the action, but this chapter is a little more easy going. And don't worry the sequel is going to have more fluff in it!
Ms. Hermione's Laughter: Aw! Did you really think that was the sweetest R/H confession? :)
love it live: I love ur vocab! Romantical-ish-ness is an awesome word!
RussellGrl15: Yeah I was just absolutley thought that Harry was very bored so I thought, "Hey if I make him laugh..." So yeah know! :)
Emily: OMG! Thank you so much! I can't believe you think I write like J.K. herself. She is like my idol! I thank you again and again and again! :)
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Lissa: Thanx! Yeah Hermione would have to be tricked into. I agree!
Kagome19: YAY! I like sequels too. I hope it'll be awesome!
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Chapter 17: Graduation
"I'm just glad you all got out alright," Ginny said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione as they walked down to the Great Hall. Ron had gotten out of the hospital a few days earlier and was looking almost perfect. Hermione was back to her normal self and not crying nearly as much as she had been. She and Ron had been together for a week now and seemed to be on cloud nine. They hadn't told anyone except for Harry, obviously, and Ginny because she would have figured it out anyway. This was because they didn't want their relationship to go public just yet, if too many people found out it could be a disaster, so Harry and Ginny had taken an oath of silence. Ron and Hermione acted normal for the sake of their secrecy, but sometimes Harry would see them looking at each other from across the room, when they thought nobody was looking.
Harry didn't mind their relationship at all. True, it had taken him a few days to get used to it, but afterwards he realized that it would be selfish to treat his friends differently because they had finally gotten together. Wasn't he the one who had wanted them to get together in the first place? Besides Ron had wonderfully understanding of his relationship with Ginny so Harry needed to be equally supportive.
The four of them walked into the Great Hall. Many heads swiveled to peer at them from the tables. Harry had been getting that a lot lately. Many people had even started clapping every time he entered a room or walked through the halls. It was getting rather bothersome.
They sat down, Ginny sitting next to Harry and Ron and Hermione sitting across from them. Just as they started to eat breakfast Dumbledore stood up and the hall went silent.
"Good morning students! I hope you all had a great night's sleep and you are ready for a fun filled Saturday as usual. There is an announcement I would like to bring to your attention. Graduation is coming up for all the seventh years and we will be having our usual ceremony. (A/N: I know it has never said anything about it, but humor me this will be good!) Anyone you invite may come, so it will not be just 7th years and your families have all been owled to let them know the dates. Dress robes will be worn and further information will be given as the last weeks of term continue. Thank you."
Hermione turned to the boys and Ginny. "Can you believe we are actually graduating? It seems like we just arrived yesterday and now we're going to be waling away from Hogwarts forever." Tears began to fill her eyes as she said these words, but she hastily wiped them away because Ron was watching her.
"I don't know how I am going to handle not having you three not at Hogwarts next year," Ginny said. "I guess I'll just have to hang out with Luna."
Ron grinned. "That should be fun." The four of them laughed.
"Well I think I should go get dressed for Hogsmeade," Ginny said, smiling. She stood up giving Harry's hand a little squeeze.
The trio stayed seated at the table only for a few moments longer before getting up and heading back to Gryffindor Tower. Harry couldn't help but notice the silence as they walked down the halls. He tried to break it.
"So you reckon you'll be asked to give a speech for graduation, Hermione? I mean you are valedictorian."
Hermione shrugged. "Maybe so, but I haven't the slightest idea. If I do I don't think I would know what to say."
"Hermione Granger, not knowing what to say?" Ron said, smirking. "That's a first."
Hermione rolled her eyes, but Harry hadn't missed the small smile she had tried to conceal.
Just as they arrived at the portrait hole a voice sounded from behind them.
"Potter!"
Harry turned to see Professor McGonagall striding towards him. Her black cloak was swishing around her legs with each step.
"Yes, Professor?" he asked clearly puzzled about the situation.
"The Headmaster and I would like a word with you, Potter," she said. "Hogsmeade can wait for a moment."
Harry turned to Ron and Hermione who looked just as bewildered as himself and said, "Tell Ginny we'll leave later, okay?"
Ron and Hermione nodded simultaneously and Harry turned to leave with Professor McGonagall.
The two of them walked down the hall towards the two stone gargoyles at the end of the hall. Professor McGonagall stopped in front of it and said, "Licorice wand." The gargoyle leapt aside and she proceeded to walk up the winding staircase.
"Come in," came the voice of Professor Dumbledore when she knocked on the large oak doors. They stepped in and the Headmaster smiled.
"Ah, Minerva. Please take a seat Harry." He motioned towards the chair in front of his desk. McGonagall stepped around to the other side of the Headmaster's desk to see him clearly.
Harry sat timidly on the edge of his seat and waited to be addressed.
"Harry," Dumbledore started. "Professor McGonagall and I have already discussed it and we think that it would be a terrific idea for you to give the graduation speech at the ceremony."
Harry's jaw dropped. He hadn't expected this.
"But Hermione's has the highest grade—"
"Yes we know that Harry, but under the circumstances we think it would be best if you made the graduation speech," Professor McGonagall said. Harry could have sworn that he saw pride shining in her beady eyes.
"But…I…I don't' speak well publicly," Harry insisted. "This would be better for Hermione, or Ron they're Head Boy and Girl."
"Yes," Dumbledore said calmly. "But I think everyone would much rather hear from you, Harry. You have just defeated Voldemort and I think everyone would be mose interested to hear the story."
Harry felt himself turning red. Was he being labeled as some sort of side attraction? Was the press going to be there?
"I don't think this is such a great idea, sir," Harry said apologetically.
"It has already been decided, Potter," Professor McGongall said with a hint of her old self in her voice. "You are going to say the speech at Graduation. Now you just need to write it and everything will be fine."
"But I don't want to," Harry insisted. "It will be all over the Daily Prophet!"
"You're already all over the Daily Prophet, Harry," the Headmaster continued. He passed a newspaper towards Harry. There was a picture of himself as one of the Triwizard Champions on the front and a story of is defeat against Voldemort. Although they hadn't gotten the story nearly correct. Harry figured they might as well have gotten right, if they wanted to report it, but this was all about how he performed complex magic with his wand and made a daring escape.
Harry sighed. "Alright I suppose I'll do it."
"Good," Professor McGonagall said. "Just write what you want to talk about Potter."
Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile and Harry stood and turned to the door.
"Oh Harry," Dumbledore said.
Harry turned. "Yes?"
"Write about what's important to you."
Harry saw a twinkle in the Headmaster's eye and suddenly he was filled with power. He knew exactly what he would write about.
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"They asked you to give the graduating speech?" Hermione asked in awe. She, Harry, Ron and Ginny were all sitting in The Three Broomsticks sipping butterbeers even though the weather was rather warm outside.
"Yes, they said under the particular circumstances it would be more appropriate," he explained swishing the butterbeer in his bottle around. "I don't frankly understand."
"What do you mean you don't understand?" Ron asked as though Harry were mad. "You have just defeated Voldemort, Harry! Everyone is going to want to hear from you!" Ron had started saying Voldemort's name now that there was nothing to fear.
"But Hermione's top witch" Harry insisted.
"Nobody cares about that!" Hermione said smiling. "Do you really think anyone would like to hear from Hermione the bookworm? Nobody likes me as it is, nobody would take me seriously."
"We like you," Harry, Ron, and Ginny said together.
Hermione smiled. "You guys are different."
"Well I think it will be good for you," Ginny said sitting up straight. "The Press is going to be after you when you graduate. It will be good for you to get used to it."
"She's right Harry," Hermione said. "You have only gotten more famous now that you have defeated the most feared wizard on earth.
Harry shrugged, although he was glad his friends supported him.
The rest of their visit to Hogsmeade was filled with walking through the sunny streets and looking around in the little shops. They visited Zonko's, the post office, Honeydukes, Dervish and Banges, and even the Hogshead. It was as if they were saying goodbye to old friends.
As the four friends headed back to Hogwarts Harry rolled over ideas for his speech in his mind. In two weeks time he was going to have to stand up and give it in front of the entire graduating class, not to mention their parents. He only hoped that there would be no hard feelings between himself and the people in the audience.
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The days counting down the Harry's speech at the Graduation seemed to be flying away faster than he could count them. He still didn't have the faintest idea what to write about.
That night he was sitting in the common room with a piece of parchment in front of him, the end of a quill between his teeth and a mind full of racing thoughts, although none of them seemed to want to write themselves into a speech.
"Are you sure you don't need any help, Harry?" Hermione asked. She and Ron were sitting on the other side of the table working diligently on the last Transfiguration essay of the year. At least Hermione was working; Ron looked like he was finding more interest in Hermione's face than the text book in front of him.
"No," Harry said shaking his head. "I think this is something I need to do alone."
Hermione and Ron nodded and went back to their essays.
Harry sucked harder on the end of the quill, as if it would give him some ideas as to what to write about. Just then a tawny owl soared through the open window. It landed right next to Harry and stuck out its leg. Harry, glad for the interruption, took the letter off its leg and looked at the return address. He gasped.
"Who's it from?" Ron asked retreating from Hermione's side to come look at the letter. Hermione too looked over Harry's shoulder at the letter.
The address said:
Petunia Dursely
Number 4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging, Surrey
Harry opened the envelope with trembling hands. Inside was a letter written his aunt's curly handwriting. It said:
Harry,
I just received Albus Dumbledore's note that your graduation will be soon. I'm sorry to say that I will not be able to attend. I would come if I could, but your Uncle has filed for divorce and I must stay here to tie up the loose ends.
Please forgive me, not only for the absence at your graduation, but for being such a horrible guardian to you over these last seventeen years. I didn't understand until now how it must feel to be you. I hope you except this sincere apology and I send you the best of luck with your speech.
Also I would like to know if it would be possible for you to go home with you friend, Ron, after school is out. I would take you back here, but like I said I need to tie up the last of the divorce issues. I hope this will be alright, and if not I shall be able to make further arrangements.
Again I am truly sorry and I wish you good luck.
Sincerely,
Aunt Petunia
Harry stared shocked at the letter. He couldn't believe this. His aunt had sent him a message by owl? His aunt was apologizing for being horrible? She was sorry for not being able to come to his graduation? His uncle had filed for divorce? This was too weird.
"Bloody--," Ron said, but was cut off by Hermione.
"Ron, don't swear! That's strange Harry," she said.
Harry nodded still remaining silent. He continued to stare at the letter dumbstruck. It seemed as though his aunt finally saw him as the human he was hoping she would see him as. It was almost as though, for was in his 17 years of life, she loved him.
Suddenly Harry's mind exploded with happiness. He knew exactly what he wanted to write in his speech.
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"I'm nervous, mate," Harry said as he stood in front of the mirror, straightening the front of his robes. The night of Graduation had finally come and he couldn't quite contain his jitters.
"Don't worry you'll be fine," Ron said as he desperately tried to flatten his hair. It was almost as uncooperative as Harry's. "You could have let me hear it you know."
Harry smiled. He has purposely not let Ron, Hermione, or Ginny hear his speech. He wanted it to be strictly his words. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he said.
Ron sighed and finished buttoning up the black robes the twins had bought him with Harry's Triwizard winnings. He looked pretty good.
"You two look nice."
Harry and Ron turned around to see Ginny. She was dressed in pale green robes that looked wonderful with her vibrant hair. Harry smiled.
"So do you," he said giving her a hug.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked trying to sound nonchalant since Dean, Seamus, and Neville were still in the room.
"She's still getting ready," Ginny said taking a seat on Harry's bed. "She said something about needing to look perfect. 'This is a very important day for me Ginny! I need to look just right!' Something like that."
Harry and Ron laughed. Hermione had never been one to care too much about her appearance. Harry had a distinct feeling that it had more to do with Ron than graduating.
"But she said would meet us in the common room," Ginny said. She was now standing up and fiddling with Harry's hair, but gave up when it proved a useless attempt.
"Alright," Ron said tightening his tie. "I'm ready to go."
Harry took one last look in the mirror and took a deep breath.
'This is it,' he thought to himself. 'It's now or never.' He exhaled the breath and followed Ron and Ginny down the boys' stairs.
The common room was a sea of color, very much like it had been for the Yule Ball in fourth year. (A/N: I decided to let them wear their colored robes, because it's more interesting to describe. 'Mione Weasley likes color! ?) Everyone was talking and seemed excited to be graduating. Harry felt sick.
"Oh! There she is," Ginny said waving Hermione towards them.
She looked radiant. Her hair was pulled back from her face in a bun, although it was curly rather than sleek and straight. Her face was done with enough makeup to turn quite a few Gryffindor boys' heads, and her dress robes were periwinkle. She smiled at the three of them and hurried over.
"Hey guys," she said grinning.
"You look great, Hermione," Harry said.
"Thanks, Harry. What do you two think?" She looked at Ginny and Ron, but Harry couldn't help but notice that she was obviously asking the question for Ron.
"You look absolutely stunning Hermione," Ginny said, she was trying to keep a straight face. Harry turned to see Ron staring at Hermione his jaw dropped considerably.
"Ron?" Hermione said. "What do you think?"
Ron continued to stare at her and mouthed soundlessly. "You look…you look…gorgeous."
Hermione blushed and continued to smile. "Thank you."
Ron shrugged, but his face was the color of roses. "You're welcome."
"We should probably get down to the Great Hall," Ginny said breaking the moment. "You don't want to be late."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione nodded in agreement and walked out of the common room with the other students.
As they walked down the halls, Harry could help but feel sad. This was going to be his last day at Hogwarts. He would probably never see it again. He looked at everything as he passed. It was like saying good-bye to an old friend. Harry could feel a lump forming in his throat and looked straight ahead to avoid crying in front of the whole school.
When they arrived at the entrance of the Great Hall Professor McGonagall was waiting for them, with a long piece of paper.
"You will need to stand in alphabetical order," she said loudly over the din of the crowd. "Now file in."
Ginny hugged each of them in turn and then hurried into the Great Hall to watch the procession.
Harry and Ron whose names were toward the end of the alphabet waited as Hermione went ahead of them. Many people continued to go in front of them including Draco Malfoy. He glared at Harry, his eyes ready to kill.
Harry and Malfoy had been on even worse terms than before, due to the death of Lucius Malfoy. Harry remembered Draco coming up to him and having to be restrained by at least three teachers.
"You'll pay for it Potter! I swear on my father's grave you will pay!" He had screamed at him before being pulled, struggling away to the hospital wing.
The teachers had put a spell on him causing him to not come anywhere near Harry for the time being. All he could do was glare at him from a safe distance. Harry was surprised they were even letting him graduate.
"Potter, Harry," McGonagall called. Harry smiled at Ron and hurried to find his place in line.
Before he knew it they were walking into the Hall to the sound of a band playing Pomp and Circumstance. Dumbledore had hired the Weird Sisters just for the occasion.
Upon entering the Great Hall, Harry's eyes grew huge. It looked magnificent. The tables were no where to be seen and hundreds of chairs took their place. The family members of all the graduating students were seated in them smiling widely at the procession of students. They were heading towards about a hundred high backed chairs on the opposite wall, where the graduates would sit. There were chairs in front of these for the Professors to sit in as well.
The ceiling was dark and twinkling with thousands of tiny stars. Harry couldn't have asked for a better night to graduate.
As soon as all the graduates were seated Professor Dumbledore stood. He was wearing a set of midnight blue robes and his silvery hair was flowing down his back.
"Welcome beloved family members, to this year's graduation. We are all so glad you could come. Each and every one of these students have accomplished so much in their seven years of attending Hogwarts. I can assure you that each and every one of the staff members wishes them the best of luck as their lives continue."
Harry had to hold back his laughter. He found it hard to believe that Snape was going to be wishing anything good to happen to him over the next few years.
Dumbledore continued, "It is my pleasure to see them graduate tonight as I am sure it is yours. I know how proud you are as proud of them as I am. Now without further adue I would like to announce this year's achievement awards."
Harry's stomach tightened. After the awards were given it would be his turn to make the speech. He squirmed in his chair.
"To this year's Valedictorian, I would like to award this plaque of academic excellence, Miss Hermione Granger."
Hermione stood up to the cheering of the crowd around her and headed down to accept her award. She smiled at everyone and headed back to her seat.
"To this year's Most Improved Student, Neville Longbottom."
Harry watched as Neville stumbled down to accept his award. His cheeks were red, but he was smiling brightly.
"I would also like to congratulate this years Quidditch Champions, for the 4th year running, the Gryiffindor Quidditch Team."
There was a collective whoop as Dumbledore waved his arm in the direction of the gleaming Quidditch cup. Harry couldn't help but feel proud of what his team had done. (A/N: Yes I know I only wrote out one game, but there were more that I didn't go into.)
After the applause died down Dumbledore continued. "Now it gives me great pleasure to announce this year's speaker, Harry Potter."
There was a deafening applause as Harry walked down towards the enchanted microphone. He could feel his hands trembling as he adjusted it in the stand.
Taking a deep breath he began, "Thank you Professor Dumbledore. I would like to take this moment to thank everyone on the staff whom have been such a great help to us these past seven years."
There was another applause, in which Harry tried to calm himself down. When it had died down he continued, "Seven years ago I never would have dreamed what would have become of me. As you all can well imagine I was shocked to realize that I was the son of two of the most well-known wizards (A/N: This is used in the same way 'men' is used as all humans in many historical documents and such. SEE Dr. West, I have been paying attention in History class! Er…um…)
"You can well imagine my fear as to learning this. I didn't know if I would fit it. As long as I could remember I was just a punching bag for my cousin, I had never actually had my own life, so to speak.
"When I stepped on the Hogwarts Express I didn't expect to meet to of the best friends I could have ever had." Harry motioned to the graduating class behind him and Ron and Hermione beamed. "And as the years went on they became a huge part of my life, along with many of my other classmates."
The audience continued to smile at Harry. It was only then that Harry's nervousness about the speech he was making. He looked out into the crowd to see many familiar faces. He saw all of the Weasleys and Mr. and Mrs. Granger. The school had been accommodated for those who were muggle born.
Harry took another breath as he continued on with his speech. "Everyone here has been an important part of my life, and as we all went through our magical training I think one thing in particular has forced us all to learn a valuable lesson."
Harry gulped. This was the part of his speech that was sure to cause mixed feelings. He looked out to see Narcissa (A/N: Is that her name? I forget and I am way too lazy to get off my butt and go look. ?) Malfoy. He prayed that the restraining order would stay intact. Then his eyes skimmed over the face of Ginny Weasley. She was smiling brightly at him and her eyes were urging him to continue.
"Voldemort," There was a collective gasp from the audience and some murmuring began to break out. Harry cleared his throat and continued. "Voldemort has always been an issue of terror for the wizarding world. He kills for pleasure, but over the years I've learned that there is nothing to fear."
He paused. The audience was staring at him intently.
"Voldemort works from using our fears against us. Without fearing him, he cannot function. This has become apparent over the past years, but it can be stopped.
"Hogwarts has taught me that having friends is the only way we can get through life. Having healthy relationships with people keeps us standing together in an unbreakable bond that is love."
Harry looked over at Ginny as he said this, only to see he eyes filled with glittering tears. Her face was still glowing with her gorgeous smile, and Harry smiled back.
"So tonight as I stand here with the rest of my fellow classmates, I would like to remind you that no one can do anything by themselves. Everyone needs the support, help, or love of someone else to succeed. Graduation is a time to remember these things and celebrate our accomplishments with the people we love. That is we are here today and that is why Voldemort has been defeated at last."
Harry said these last words and stood looking around at the people in the crowd. Many of them were still staring at him, looking like they weren't sure what to do. Then from somewhere behind him he heard a noise. He turned around to see Ron and Hermione standing up clapping for him. They were beaming and Hermione has tears running down her face.
Harry turned back to the crowd and saw the Weasleys stand up and begin clapping loudly. Pretty soon the entire hall was clapping wildly. Fred and George were cheering, along with Lee Jordan and looked like they were having the time of their lives.
Harry grinned at the crowd. Dumbledore stood up behind him and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. Slowly the crowd's din began to die down.
"As you can see," Dumbledore said, causing Harry to turn and look at him. "Harry Potter has captured the essence of Hogwarts, and I along with the other members of the staff, would like to award him with this."
Harry continued to stare at Dumbledore as he handed him a plaque. It was silver and looping letters were written to say: Harry Potter: For Seven Years of Defensive Excellence.
"This award is being given to Mr. Potter for his excellence in Defense Against the Dark Arts, but also for his many achievements in life. We could not find something big enough to express the significance of what you have done, during your schooling. We hope this shall be enough."
Harry stared, speechless, at the words on the plaque. He then turned to Professor Dumbledore, grinning.
"This is more than enough. Thank you."
The hall erupted into applause again, as Harry shook hands with each member of the staff. He then walked back to his seat as the Weird Sisters began to play Pomp and Circumstance once more.
The rest of the ceremony went without the slightest hitch. Each person was given a diploma and shook hands with each of the staff members. Harry couldn't help but notice Ron looked rather smug when he shook Viktor Krum's hand.
After the ceremony Harry, Ron, and Hermione were given so many hugs Harry thought they might have been squeezed to death.
"Oh, that speech was wonderful Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. (A/N: More tears! Wheee!)
"It really was Harry," Ginny said giving him a hug. "You were brilliant."
"Thanks, Gin." He kissed her on the cheek.
Mrs. Weasley gave the pair of them an odd look. "Are you two…?"
Harry looked at Ginny. She grinned back at him and then nodded to her mother.
Mrs. Weasley scooped Harry and Ginny both into her arms for an enormous hug. "Oh I knew you two would get together some day!" she said after letting them go. "This has been the happiest day of my life."
When Mrs. Weasley walked away to go speak to the Grangers Harry turned to see Ginny laughing.
"What's so funny?" he asked her, grinning at the sound of her laughter.
"It's just that," she said, when the giggles had subsided. "If she reacted like that for us, I can only imagine how she'll act when she finds out about Ron and Hermione. She's been on his case about Hermione since the summer after their second year!"
Ginny jerked her head towards the couple. They were sitting and talking with Fred and George and Harry started to laugh along with Ginny.
As the evening went on Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny hung out talking with their friends and family. Soon it became very late and the families began to leave the hall.
"We'll see you in two days," Mr. Weasley said as he left with the rest of his family.
"Bye," came the voices of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
The foursome walked back to Gryffindor tower together. They were talking and laughing just like old times. Harry gave the password to the portrait of the Fat Lady and they scrambled into the common room.
Surprisingly the common room was vacant. Harry guessed most of the 7th years had already gone up to bed. He, Ron, and Hermione had been among the last graduates to leave the hall.
"Well, goodnight you two," Hermione said to Harry and Ron. He eyes lingered on Ron for a moment and then she turned and headed up the stairs.
"I'm going up to bed," Ron said to Harry and Ginny.
Harry and Ginny stood in the empty common room in silence. Harry ran a hand through his hair and continued to look at Ginny.
"Well, I guess goodnight," Ginny said smiling. "And you really did great tonight Harry."
Harry grinned and took her hand. He pulled her towards him and kissed her softly. When they broke apart, Harry smiled again.
"Thank you," he said and let go of her hand giving it one more squeeze.
Ginny smiled. "Goodnight, Harry." She turned and walked up the staircase.
Harry hurried up his own staircase and into the 7th year boys' dormitory. Ron was already in his pajamas, but still awake in his bed.
After Harry was dressed and in his own bed, he turned on his side and faced Ron.
"Why didn't you kiss her?" Harry asked.
Ron's face could be seen from the dim ray of moonlight. He turned to face Harry as well.
"What?" he asked, obviously confused.
"Why didn't you kiss Hermione down there?"
Even in the dark it was still possible to tell Ron was blushing. "I don't know. I guess I just…"
"Chickened out?" Harry finished for him, smirking.
"No!" Ron protested. "I just…I just didn't want to do it in front of you and Ginny."
Harry snorted. "It's not as if I haven't seen it before."
Ron shrugged. "I don't know Harry, maybe I just got nervous or something."
Harry yawned and rolled over. "Well whatever. I'm going to go to sleep now. Night Ron."
"'Night Harry."
Within moments Harry was fast asleep.
A/N: YAY! They graduated! I would like to give kudos to Tiffiany Hargis, for giving me the idea for a graduation scene! Thanx so much! Ok now the results of the poll are...*coughing drumroll* 14 people participated and 9 said Hermione and 5 said Ron. Well there is never a dull moment in the polls, that's for sure. As for me I think Ron will be the first to admit it to Harry, but Hermione will point it out to Ron when she gets extremely angry. We've already seen her hinting at it in book 4! So who knows? J.K. does! Whoo that was a good one...er...um...never mind. Anyway it is time for you guys to push that button and REVIEW!