Hi everyone! I hope you enjoy this chapter - this one is the end of the "Philosopher's Stone" portion of Shine On Rainy Day. Thanks for sticking with me so long, and I'm really excited for you to find out what "Chamber of Secrets" has in store!

(Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.)

Chapter 15:

A Complete Secret

"'What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows. I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you. Madam Pomfrey, however, felt it might not be very hygienic, and confiscated it.'"

After Molly's speech to the school, everything seemed to be going normally. Stella nearly cried with relief when she heard that Madison had come back in ghost form, and Mackenzie cheered when she heard that Jonah was no longer on probation. Other than the looming exams, everything seemed normal - it was like the first few months of school, when nobody had died and life was good.

The exams ended up being easier than Molly had thought - then again, Molly had always worried about things for them to be easy back at her old school. Her favorite were the practical exams in Charms and Potions - Snape didn't bother her nearly as much as he bothered some of the other students, like Harry and Neville.

Finally, the classes were over, and Molly was free to spend her last week of school hanging out in the common room with Mackenzie, Neville, the twins, and any other students the Gryffindors decided to give the password to. Ava gave Molly a book that she had bought over spring break - The Lightning Thief, it was called. Molly finished it in a day, reading fervently in her favorite chair about satyrs and Furies and Auntie Em.

The day after the exams, however, Molly came down to find Neville lying on the ground, his arms and legs pushed together in a straight line, a white mist, almost like snow, covering him.

Molly drew her wand. "Locomotor Neville!" she cried.

The mist disappeared, and Neville's limbs relaxed. He blinked.

"What's happened?" he cried. "They - they froze me - and then -"

"Wait…" Molly said. "Who froze you?"

"Hermione," he said. "She - she was with Harry - and - and Ron - and -"

"Hold on," Molly said. "Where are they?"

"Hermione came back here - Dumbledore brought her. Ron and Harry - I don't know."

"And Dumbledore didn't see you?" Molly asked.

"He did," Neville said. "He said he would be right down to help, but then he rushed off."

Molly's eyes widened.

"Mackenzie - where's Mackenzie?" she said, rushing upstairs.

Mackenzie, thankfully, was still fast asleep in the room that she shared with Molly.

"Mackenzie!" Molly said, thrusting her arms on the sleeping girl. "Mackenzie - wake - up!"

After a minute or two of shaking, Mackenzie opened her eyes and yawned.

"What is it?" she asked. "I'm tired."

"Harry and Ron are missing!" Molly said. "You've seen the movies - what happened?"

Mackenzie rolled her eyes. "They went to get the Stone before Voldemort could."

She turned over to go back to sleep.

Molly rolled her eyes in return. "Well, you're no help," Molly said.

She ran downstairs to see Ron, pale and shaky, looking at Molly.

"Ron!" she said, running over to see him. "Oh, thank goodness - where's Harry?"

"In the hospital wing," he said. "He had a long night."

"Thank you," Molly said, sprinting out of the common room and towards the hospital wing. When she arrived, however, Madam Pomfrey was blocking her way.

"I'm not allowing anyone in here," she said. "There's a student who needs his rest -"

"I won't bother him," Molly said. "I just want to make sure he's alive."

"Oh, I'm sure he is, but go ahead," Madam Pomfrey said. "You have five minutes."

"Thank you," Molly said, rushing inside.

On one of the cots lay Harry, his eyes closed and his face pale, almost green-looking. Small cuts adorned his face, his lightning scar a bright red.

Molly ran over to him and checked his pulse. Thankfully, there was one - although it was fairly faint, almost too faint for Molly to stay calm.

Her brow furrowed as she sat by him, hoping desperately that he would stir before Molly was forced to leave. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, Madam Pomfrey walked over.

"It's time," she said.

Molly gritted her teeth and nodded, walking calmly out of the room. As soon as Madam Pomfrey went back in, she sprinted back to the common room.

"Pig snout," she said, and the painting opened. She ran into the room, where Ron and Neville were sitting, Ron apologizing over and over for having to freeze Neville.

"Neville, he's in the hospital wing," she said, sitting down in a chair next to them. "He went with Ron and Hermione to protect the Philosopher's Stone from Voldemort."

"Wait, what?" Neville said. "Ron, that can't be -"

"It's true," Ron said. "We had to - we thought that Snape was going to take it and give it to You-Know-Who - if he did that, the most powerful Dark wizard in fifty years would be immortal."

"Well…" Molly said. "How do I say this...Snape's innocent."

Ron raised an eyebrow. "But he was threatening Quirrell -"

"No, Quirrell was being threatened by Voldemort," Molly explained.

Ron quickly covered his ears. "Don't say that name!"

"Sorry," Molly said, half-sarcastically. "The point was, Vol - sorry, You-Know-Who - was telling Quirrell to find the stone quicker. Quirrell killed Madison after she tried to expose him. Quirrell was bewitching Harry's broom - Hermione knocked into him when going to set Snape on fire, and that's why the broom stopped."

"Whoa," Ron said. "Is Harry okay?"

"I think," Molly said. "After you told me where he was, I went and checked on him. He's alive - he's a little scratched up, but he's still breathing."

Ron seemed to shrink as he sighed in relief. "That's good," he said. "So now we wait."

Molly nodded. "Now we wait."

Two days later, Molly was re-reading the Lotus Casino part of The Lightning Thief when she heard a knock on the Fat Lady's painting.

"I'll be right there," Molly said. "I'm almost done with the chapter."

A flick of the page, and Molly was satisfied. She put the book down, the pages open underneath the cover, and walked over to the portrait.

She opened up the portrait to see Beatrix.

"What's going on?" Molly said. "Exam results don't come out for another four days -"

"He's awake," Beatrix said.

"Who's awake?" Molly said.

"Harry," Beatrix replied. "I just saw Dumbledore walking out of the hospital wing."

Molly's eyes widened.

"RON! HERMIONE!" she called. "I NEED YOU GUYS!"

A few minutes later, the two ran down from their respective dorms.

"What's going on?" Hermione said, her wand drawn.

"Harry's awake," Molly said. "Go over there - tell me how he is."

"Will do," Ron said, sprinting towards the door. Hermione followed him out, then came back.

"Come on, Molly," she said.

Molly's face brightened, and she ran out to join them.

"Oh, very well," Molly heard Madam Pomfrey say. "But five minutes only."

And she motioned for the three of them to come in.

"Harry!" Molly said, running in to see Harry again. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, thanks," Harry said, although his hoarse voice and slow, stiff movements told her otherwise.

"What happened?" Hermione said. "We were sure you were going to - Dumbledore was so worried -"

"The whole school's talking about it - and Molly here has been spreading rumors," Ron said.

"So tell us the story," Molly said. "What really happened?"

Harry took a deep breath.

"So, Molly - Ron, Hermione and I went to stop Snape from getting the Philosopher's Stone so that he could give it to Voldemort."

"Hermione told me about that part," Molly said. "And then…"

"So we went to the third floor corridor to stop him," Harry said. "Yes, I know, it's forbidden, but we had our reasons. Hagrid had told us accidentally that music puts Fluffy to sleep - you know about Fluffy, right?"

"You told me about him right before Christmas break," Molly said. "So...one of you can play an instrument?"

"Harry and I played a flute to calm him down," Hermione explained.

"Hermione was loads better than me, of course," Harry said. "So we dropped down, one by one, into the trapdoor below Fluffy - and Hermione helped us get out of some Devil's Snare."

"Which Ron helped a little with - he helped me keep my head on," Hermione said.

"Well, thanks for the credit," Ron said jokingly, although he still kept his eyes on Harry, hanging on every word.

"And so we used our flying skills to get a key to open up a door, and then we had to play chess to get across another room - Ron sacrificed himself, so he doesn't know the rest. After your piece was captured, we checkmated the king and made it out, and we found a room with a riddle, and potions. Hermione solved the riddle and gave me the potion that would get me to the Stone, and she went back. But this is where none of you guys know exactly what happened."

"What happened?" the three of them said at exactly the same moment.

"Quirrell," Harry said, shuddering.

Hermione, Molly, and Ron gasped. While Ron and Molly had known, it was still a bit scary when told from the horse's mouth.

"Wait...Quirrell was after the Stone?" Hermione asked.

Harry nodded. "He was trying to get it for something that was under his turban. He turned away from me after a very large amount of monologuing, and he lifted it, and underneath…"

He paused dramatically.

"...was Voldemort."

Molly's eyes widened - again, it was still a little scary that Voldemort had been in the school, and that Harry had had a run-in with him. Ron gasped, and Hermione let out a small scream.

"How did you defeat him?" Molly said.

"I looked at the Mirror of Erised - that mirror I found earlier in the year," he said. "I knew that at that point, the thing I wanted the most was to find the Stone, but not use it - and Dumbledore had enchanted the mirror so that the Stone was in the mirror! I lied to Voldemort and told him that I didn't have it, and then I charged - as soon as I put my hands on him, Quirrell started dissolving. I passed out, though, before he was completely gone."

Molly nodded along. "And how did you wake up?"

"Someone had brought me up to the hospital wing, and Dumbledore woke me up - he told me that the Stone had been destroyed, so Voldemort can't use it anymore. He also told me why Quirrell dissolved - since he was connected to Voldemort, and Voldemort can't hurt me because of the love shield that my mom had given me back when I was a baby, Quirrell couldn't touch me."

"That's really cool!" Molly said. "So then how did Ron and Hermione get out?"

"I don't know," Harry said. "How did you guys get out?"

"Dumbledore," Hermione said. "He ran through the fire that was keeping me in the Potions room - he grabbed Harry just before he passed out. We left together and he grabbed Ron and brought him to the hospital wing. He escorted me back to Gryffindor House - but he forgot to get Neville before leaving, and I was so exhausted that I just got under the covers and fell asleep. Those beds are very comfortable, you know."

"And I unfroze him later," Molly said.

"But wait - you said the Stone was destroyed," Ron said. "So, Nicolas Flamel - he's just - he's just going to die!"

Harry shrugged. "Dumbledore said that it was fine with them - something like 'To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.'"

"He is mad," Ron said, a large smile on his face.

"Bonkers," Hermione agreed.

"Off his rocker," Molly said. "But anyway, you've got to get better in time for the big feast - I don't know if I could handle Slytherin winning because of me without you."

"It wasn't because of you," Harry said. "It's all of us."

"Hey, don't put me into this!" Ron said, backing a step or two away.

The group laughed.

"In all seriousness, though," Ron said, "you should come to the feast - that is, if you're feeling better. We were flattened in the last match against Ravenclaw without you, and Slytherin's still in the lead, but it would still be fun."

Suddenly, Madam Pomfrey walked over and pointed towards the door.

"You've had nearly fifteen minutes, now OUT," she said.

Molly smiled and gestured to the door.

"After you," she said jokingly. Ron and Hermione smiled and headed towards the door. Molly turned her head towards Harry.

"Feel better," she said.

He smiled and lay back down. Molly, still smiling, left the room.

I really need to read the first book now, Molly thought as she and the other Gryffindors filed into the Great Hall, Harry joining them. She couldn't help but feel a sense of deja vu - it only seemed like yesterday that she had sat next to Harry after being Sorted into Gryffindor.

"Welcome to our feast!" Dumbledore said once everyone was seated. Molly glanced over at the other tables - her eyes caught Stella's, and they waved to each other.

"Now, as the points stand, Slytherin is in the lead, with four hundred seventy-two points."

Molly heard a loud cheer come from the Slytherins. She looked over to see almost the entire table rejoicing. Only Ava, Jonah, and Zoë stayed calm, Zoë rolling her eyes.

"However, recent events must be taken into account," Dumbledore said. The Slytherins' cheering died down immediately, and Molly looked at Harry, who was sitting across from her. His eyes widened.

Did you know? Molly mouthed.

Harry shook his head in bewilderment.

"First, to Mister Ronald Weasley - for the best game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor fifty points."

The table went nuts - Percy stood up, grabbing Ron, and bragged about him; Ron turned as red as his hair; only Mackenzie, sitting next to Molly, didn't start screaming.

Molly giggled and leaned over.

"What's up with this?" she whispered.

"You'll see," she said with a sly smile.

Molly giggled again.

"Are you sure you're not a Slytherin?"

"Y'know, the Hat mentioned Slytherin," Mackenzie said. "But it decided Gryffindor."

Molly smiled.

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

Hermione, to Molly's other side, buried her head in her arms on the table, her body quivering with ecstatic sobbing. Molly wrapped her arm around Hermione, whispering "You did great" in her ear.

Hermione nodded and wrapped her arm around Molly. "Thank you."

Molly smiled and looked back up to Dumbledore.

"Third, to Mister Harry Potter - for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor sixty points."

Molly gasped as the Gryffindor table screamed. "Three hundred twelve," she muttered. "Add a hundred sixty - that's…"

She paused.

"Four hundred seventy-two," she said, looking back up at Dumbledore.

He raised his hand, and the cheering crowd quieted down.

"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."

It might've been her imagination, but Molly could've sworn she saw the twinkle in Dumbledore's eye diminish - just a touch.

"Therefore, I award ten points to Mister Neville Longbottom."

The entire room nearly burst with the cheering of the other children - Hermione had lifted her head and was tearfully cheering and hugging Neville; Ron was hugging Harry and rubbing his head playfully; Draco, across the hall, was shocked - his face as white as a bedsheet.

"How'd being a pureblood work out for you?" Molly said quietly as she stood up and ran over to hug Harry.

It was just a few days later that the grades came out. Hermione had come out on top; Molly had gotten pretty high, as well, but she had never truly mastered History of Magic. In fact, everyone had passed; Molly and Beatrix thought this was delightful, but Harry and Ron were a bit bitter, since "everyone had passed," in their minds, was code for "Crabbe and Goyle are still going to be bothering us next year."

"You can't have everything in life," Ron pointed out.

"Where'd you hear that from?" Molly joked. "Your mom?"

Ron turned red and nodded.

"Cause that's actually really cool," Molly said. "Your mom's great."

He smiled, still red.

And just a few days after that, the dorms, which had been covered in quills and clothes, were bare; the students were packing up, finding their pets (Madison was delighted to learn that she was the namesake of Molly's owl, which had been taken care of extremely well in the Owlery), and saying their goodbyes (Molly showed Stella the Deposio Spiritus spell so that she could give Madison one last hug); and the Hogwarts Express left for the trip back to King's Cross.

Molly and Jonah were the first two to leave the platform.

"On your mark!" Jonah cried. "Get set!"

Bring it on, Molly thought.

"GO!" he screamed as the two of them ran as fast as they could towards the platform wall. It was interesting for Molly to run through with her eyes open, watching the layers of the wall almost peel back for her as she ran through them, kind of like a mystical veil.

Stella and Ava were next - and as soon as they passed through, Stella reached for her phone. A few minutes later, she put it back in her pocket.

"Mum got my family and I tickets to Lin's new show," she said, an ecstatic squeal in her voice. "And there's an extra."

"I'll go with you," Ava said. "Beatrix told me about it - it sounds interesting."

Stella smiled. All of a sudden, Zoë, Beatrix, and Mackenzie burst through the wall.

"Ya ready?" Zoë said, her hair windblown.

"Ready as I'll ever be," Molly said.

"Hustle up, everyone!" Beatrix said. The group gathered together in a huddle.

A few feet away, another figure rose. She fingered her wand and flung it in the air. A clap of thunder rocked the room, and rain began to pour on the group of children.

"Excellent," the woman said, fingering the Time-Turner in her hands. She ran into the light - thank goodness her Disillusionment Charm worked - and grabbed Beatrix's ankle.

The button was pressed, and the world changed around the group. Before the group could realize that they were in London, she held her wand tighter.

"Disapparate," she said, picturing the world of Universal Studios.

A knot in her stomach was tied and then released, and the world materialized, with the large globe just in her eyesight.

She let go of Beatrix, pushing her hair - which, if not invisible to the world, would be blonde, with just a portion of her blue highlights - out of her face.

"Disapparate."

I'm glad you enjoyed this chapter! Here are its behind-the-magic fun facts:

1) I first read The Lightning Thief around the end of this time in real life for a school assignment, and I was hooked! The "Auntie Em" plot twist was really cool for me, and I'm still a huge fan of the books. For some reason, I really like the Lotus Casino part. (For anyone who reads them...OH MY GOD ANNABETH'S CRYING IN THE LAST MAGNUS CHASE BOOK AND SHE SAID THEY GOT BAD NEWS SO THAT BASICALLY MEANS SOMEONE DIED BUT IT CAN'T BE GROVER CAUSE HE AND PERCY HAVE THE EMPATHY LINK AND PERCY'S FINE SO WHO COULD IT BE IF IT'S LEO I'M GONNA CRY)

Sorry for that rant. I will update you when the next book comes out in May. Fingers crossed Leo doesn't die.

2) Stella and Ava getting to see Hamilton will become very important later on. (I basically had a reference I wanted to make, but there's another twist that I ended up throwing in when I discovered a plot hole that I had created.)

3) I've always liked the lab exams that I've had to taken in my science classes, so Potions and Charms, for me, would kind of be like the lab exams of Hogwarts. And I'll give you three guesses why Snape likes Molly better than Harry or Neville. (The first two guesses don't count.)

4) I'm definitely the kind of person who would state the obvious, even if nobody can hear them, so I added that detail to the point-counting scene.

5) Mackenzie telling Molly that the Hat mentioned Slytherin is a hint to real life - the inspiration for Mackenzie is actually in Slytherin in real life, but I already had so many people in Slytherin that I decided to put her in Gryffindor.

6) When I first read the books, the point-counting scene was one of my favorite scenes ever, so I definitely wanted to include it in this story.

Feel free to review, but please no negative reviews or cursing. (And please, NOTHING POLITICAL!) Thanks!