A/N: I'm still sceptical about this 'website', and I think you all are just trying to make me stop my story. Well HAHA, I'm NOT GOING TO! There are SOME people who like it, and anyway, I'm not writing it for you, I'm writing it in hopes that people will learn more about dyslexia, and people's feelings in general. So if you're too closed-minded to let my story help you, then too bad for you. And to all the people talking about Hitler: STOP IT! It is very mean and thoughtless, and you can hurt someone's feeling very easily that way. You people are sort of seriously disturbed, no offense.

"I can't believe he locked you in the dungeon for the entire class!" Crow exclaimed. "How ghastly!"

"Yeah, and it gets worse." Anreade said grimly. "He said if I tell Dumbledore about any of the things he's been doing, he'll have me expelled!"

"Well, that's preposterous!" Harry declared. "I say we go to Dumbledore and tell him all that's been going on. You don't deserve to be taken advantage of, Andrea!"

"No, don't you see?" Andrea said. "That would be giving him exactly what he wants. He would like nothing more than to see me expelled, and I don't want to satisfy that urge."

"You're right, Andrea." Hermione added in. "We should just ignore him and hope this all blows over."

"Yes," said Andrea. "After all, when people are trying to get your goat and you give them attention, it's just encouraging them. But when you ignore them, they get bored and move on."

Their discussion was interrupted by Dumbledore running into the common room very quickly. "All three of you need to come back to my office right away!" he cried.

Harry, Ron, Crow, and Andrea ran with him to his office, hoping against hope at what would be waiting for them there.

Please let it be Hermione! Andrea prayed. I'll do anything if you just let it be Hermione! Andrea wasn't a very religious person on the whole (she thought that all religions were equal, and that no one deserved to be persecuted just because of their religious beliefs, or any beliefs, in fact, but when she was worried about something she often found herself wishing to someone for good things to happen. Andrea had come to the conclusion that this was God.)

For one reason or another, all their prayers were answered, because once they got into the office, there, standing before them, was, Hermione.

"HERMIONE!" they all screamed in unison, running at her in a group hug. Joyful reunion time ensued. Dumbledore let them talk over what had been going on for a while, before interrupting with the more sombre news.

"As you know, I found Hermione in the Room of Requirements. We still don't know who her captors were because she was blindfolded at the time, but apparently they walked up and down the hallway thinking that they needed a place to store a kidnap victim, and then the door appeared leading to a room with no windows and plenty of chains and torture devices."

"It was horrible." Hermione shuddered.

"Anyway, I also found this note attached to her when I found her." He handed them a note, and Crow read it aloud.

"We'll be back for the Mudblood and more, HAHA, signed, Voldemort."

"Again, we can't be sure that this is actually from the Dark Lord as we have no actual proof." Spoke Dumbledore. "But I'd assure to all to keep a close eye on Hermione, as well as yourselves, in the future. Don't forget the note." He said cryptically.

Andrea knew that she and her friends should be worried, but they were all too ecstatic with euphoria to worry too much. The quickly filled in Hermione on all the stuff that had been happening while she was gone (especially Andrea's run-ins with Snape), and Hermone told them about all the stuff that had happened to her whilst being kidnapped.

When they got back to the Gryffindor Common Room, none of them felt like going to bed. Crow suggested a party in the guy's dorm, and this idea was met with enthusiasm. Andrea grabbed a ton of her CDs, and so did Hermione. After Harry had charmed the walls to be soundproof so that they would not bother anyone else sleeping, the partying really began. Crow was into more of the heavy metal music, as were Harry and Ron, but Hermione and Andrea preferred soft rock to any rap that the boys had. They were in the middle of forcing the guys to listen to Hermione's Enya CD when a knock came on the door. It opened, and Dumbledore stood there, looking amused.

"What's up?" he said.

Andrea screamed in surprise, and the Sprite she had been holding flew up in the air. "Oh, Mr. Headmaster!"

"I never even knew we had a nightclub up here!" he joked.

"Oh, my god!" Harry ran over and turned off the Enya music.

"Andrea, I just wanted to say hello, and to mention that a lot of people assume you were enrolled because you're a brunette, smart, dyslexic kid, and well, they were odviously wrong. Keep up the good work." He smiled, then walked out the door.

"Yes, sir," said Andrea to his retreating form.

"What do you think he meant by that?" wondered Harry.

"No idea," said Crow, shrugging, and going back to partying.

"I know what he meant." Said Hermione, throwing an arm around Andrea's shoulder. "He meant that many people thought he only let you come here because he felt sorry for you, but that's not the case. He knows how smart you really are, and how you were able to overcome your disability, and that you are destined to do great things some day… maybe even sooner than you'd think."

A/N: That is the last chapter in this story, but I've decided to write many more fanfics about Andrea, Crow, and the gang and their many adventures at Hogwats. There will be seven stories in the series, just like the Harry Potter books, or maybe there will be more or less.