Chapter 12 - End of the First Year
I woke up days later in the hospital wing with about half of Honeydukes at the end of my bed and me still clutching the Stone. I stretched open my hands and released it from my hands. I then noticed Dumbledore and McGonagall and the end of my bed. I let out a shriek of surprise when I noticed them.
"It's nice to know we give you that reaction." Dumbledore chuckled looking at me. "We were afraid to remove it from your hand in case you woke up too early. You were clutching onto it for dear life. Very determined to not have it fall into the wrong hands."
"You'll get that reaction from me when Voldemort's involved." I muttered while sitting up. "Um, ow."
"Yes, you went to find Harry and Voldemort even with a crack on your skull. Like I said, determination." Dumbledore smiled at me proudly. That's when I remembered Harry.
"Where's Harry?" I demanded.
"In the bed next to you, my dear." Dumbledore smiled. I looked over to him and saw him sleeping peacefully.
"I'm going to go let Miss Granger and Mr Weasley know you are awake." McGonagall smiled at me before leaving.
"Bloody moron." I muttered. "I told him it wasn't Snape. I told him it was Quirrel that tried to kill us in the Quidditch match. I told him Snape was inside the castle when I followed someone who I now know is Quirrel/Voldemort into the forest to go hunt a Unicorn." I fumed then I realised what I said and saw Dumbledore's shocked face. "Ah, um, let's forget I said that."
"May I ask how you followed him out into the Forbidden Forest?"
"I took a leaf out of Uncle James's book." I said shyly. I looked up at Dumbledore who was wanting more answers. "I've been teaching myself to be an animagus since before Halloween. It hurt a lot at first but now I can change into a black panther with ease now. I got in-between them in the forest when we had detention and I carried him from that room where Quirrel died back to 'Mione and Ron before I collapsed."
"You're an animagus?" Dumbledore asked and I nodded. "In the form of a panther?" I nodded again. "And you've faced Voldemort before and got him away from Harry?" I nodded again. "You truly are brave, my dear. You were well sorted into Gryffindor."
"Voldemort said that, too. He values bravery." I sneered a little. "He's not gone, is he?"
"No, he's not." Dumbledore replied.
"And he'll probably come after both of us for stopping him, if he gets his body back." I sighed. Dumbledore looked at me sadly. "I'm not scared of him. I never will be. And he'll have to go through me to get to Harry."
"What happened at the Quidditch match?" Dumbledore asked.
"Quirrel did something to Harry's broom. I think the only reason it did throw Harry off immediately was because Snape was chanting a counter jinx. I flew up to help and saw Quirrel and made Harry trade brooms so he could find the snitch and win. I hung onto that broom for dear life while I glared at Quirrel. I will never forget that grin he flashed at me. Bloody prick. Sorry Professor." I finished he looked angry at the fact Quirrel tried to kill us.
"I think Harry is about to wake up. You should probably start on your sweets." Dumbledore smiled. I threw back my covers and crawled to the sweets. I picked up every box of Bertie's Botts and placed them on Harry's table. I hate them.
"He can have them. I hate them" I smirked making Dumbledore chuckled I then sat back on my bed any started eating a chocolate frog. I then saw the card. "Hey sir, it's you." I said flashing the card. "I haven't got you yet." That made Dumbledore laugh out loud. Dumbledore leaned over Harry then minutes later Harry made a grab for Dumbledore's glasses. That made me laugh. Harry opened his eyes to Dumbledore's face.
"Good Afternoon, Harry." Dumbledore said.
"Sir! The Stone! It was Quirrel! He's got the stone! Sir, quick..." Harry started to panic like he couldn't remember Quirrel dying in front of us.
"Calm yourself, dear boy, you are a little behind the times. Quirrel does not have the stone." Dumbledore said.
"Then who does? Sir, I..." Harry started again before Dumbledore cut him off again.
"Harry, please relax, Madam Pomfrey will have me thrown out."
"I have the stone, Harry." I said skipping over to Harry and showing the stone still in my hand that no one had gotten off me. "You panic too much. I'm fine thanks for asking." I grinned as Harry sat up, even though you could tell it hurt him, and pulled me into a fierce hug. "You are a complete and utter pillock for going in there alone."
"I thought Voldemort had got to you and taken the stone." Harry said his head still buried in my shoulder.
"I listened to me and jumped out of his way. I would never let him have the stone. Here you go, sir." I said handing Professor Dumbledore the stone who quickly pocketed it. "I'll be in the bathroom. Back in a bit." I said skipping away.
"Miss Hyde is fiercely protective over you, I doubt she would ever let anything happen to you. She reminds me of your mother, actually." I heard Dumbledore say as I left. I spent a good five minutes washing the grime off my face in the bathroom. I actually felt like crap. I sighed and left the bathroom to return to my bed to hear Dumbledore taking one of the beans I had given to Harry. "I think I'll be safe with a nice toffee, don't you?" He popped the bean he had taken into his mouth and chocked. "Alas, earwax." Dumbledore chuckled as he left and I got settled into my bed.
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Two days later both me and Harry were aloud out of the Hospital Wing for the end of year feast after we both get a check-up from Madam Pomfrey. As soon as we entered the Great Hall it descended into whispers, I just ignored them and pulled Harry to Ron and Hermione. They both gave me a hug and Hermione gave Harry a hug, too. As soon as we sat down Dumbledore started his speech.
"Another year gone!" Dumbledore started cheerfully. "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are all a little fuller than they were... you have the whole summer ahead to go and get them nice and empty before next year starts. Now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding and the points stand thus: in fourth place, Gryffindor with three hundred and thirty-seven points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two points; Ravenclaw have four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, five hundred and fifty-two." The last part started all the Slytherin's cheering another thing for me to hate. "Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin. However, recent events must be taken into account. I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Firstly, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points." The first of the Gryffindor cheers could be heard while Ron blushed. "Second, to Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of logic and intellect in the face of challenges, I award Gryffindor house fifty points." The Gryffindor's cheered once again. "Thirdly, to Miss Aurora- Shaw Hyde, for fierce determination and the use of self-sacrifice when friends are in peril, I award Gryffindor fifty-five points." The Gryffindor's cheered for me! I ducked my head in Harry's shoulder while Dumbledore talked about me. "Fourthly, to Mr. Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor, sixty points." I looked up at Harry and cheered grinning at him.
"We're tied with Slytherin." Hermione whispered to us.
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom." The four of us were quick to jump up and clap and cheer for Neville. The rest of Gryffindor house were quick to follow. The whole house were roaring in happiness. Everyone could see how pale he had gone. He looked stunned just sat there while people where hugging him. "Which means, we need a little change of decoration." Dumbledore clapped and the green and silver of Slytherin disappeared from around the room replaced with the red and gold of Gryffindor. I've never felt so happy. I hugged Harry again before being enveloped in a hug from Fred and George. It was hard to believe the next morning that we were leaving Hogwarts for home. Just before Ron was about to leave with his family I hugged Ron.
"When you plan on kidnapping Harry from his hell-hole, owl me. I'll floo over to help. The Burrow in Ottery St. Catchpole, right?" I whispered in his ear when he nodded I released him. I then walked to the Dursley's with Harry. "Listen to me." I ordered the three of them. "Harry is my god brother, Aunt Lily was my god mother, if I get wind of you lot treating him badly I will come over to your house and hex you. That is a promise." I then pulled Harry into a hug.
"But you can't." He whispered in my ear.
"They don't know that." I whispered back. "See you soon, Harry." I released him and ran to my parents who both pulled me into a hug.
"How was your year?" Mum asked as we walked to the car.
"Brilliant." I replied. "More than brilliant. I gained three best friends. Learned loads, got onto the Quidditch team, faced and defeated Lord Voldemort and my house won the house cup. I can't wait for next year." I chuckled. I really couldn't wait for next year.