Harry slowly opened his eyes. The world around him blurry and fuzzy. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, holding his head. He reached over and around to find his glasses, finding them next to him on a table. It was then he realised, he was in the Infirmary.

"Oh Harry! You're awake!" A sweet voice exclaimed happily. Harry looked to the side, seeing Wendy there holding some papers. "Professor Marvel…? What happened?" Harry asked, before turning his head to the foot of his bed. His eyes widened at the sweets at the bed.

"We found you unconscious in the Third Corridor. Everyone was worried, so they brought you get well gifts." Wendy smiled. "But what were you doing under there Harry? You know it's forbidden."

"Well, I um…" Harry stuttered, trying to find a good excuse for him being down there.

"Good afternoon Harry, Professor Marvel."

Wendy looked up to the main entrance, and smiled. "Good afternoon Professor Dumbledore." She greated. Harry looked to the entrance and smiled as well. "Professor." He beamed. Dumbledore wandered over to the tokens of sweets at Harry's feet. "I see your friend Ron has helped you in opening some chocolate frogs."

"Ron was here? Is he alright? What happened?" Harry asked frantically. "Ron is alright. He and Hermione were carried in. We treated them immediately." Wendy explained. "Wait, Hermione was injured?" Harry asked, not recalling Hermione majorly injured. "She had some cuts and bruises. She was also unconscious when she was in."

"Wait, unconscious?" Harry repeated, quite certain Hermione was well awake when he went through the doors. Wendy nodded. "Though, I'm not sure who brought them in. They were just lying in the beds when I came in." Wendy hummed. "But don't worry. They're alright now." She told him calmly, to which Harry sighed relief to.

"Oh, it's time for your medicines! I'll be right back. And I think you and Harry would like to talk in private for a bit." Wendy smiled, before leaving to get the medicines. Harry watched her leave, before looking at Professor Dumbledore.

"So, why do I have so many treats?" Harry asked blatantly. "No one knows what happened between you and Professor Quirrell that night. So naturally, everyone knows." Dumbledore explained, with a slight shrug at the end.

"And the Stone?" Harry asked immediately. Dumbledore placed his hand up to hush the boy. "It has been destroyed. I had a little chat with my friend Nicholas Flamel, and we agreed it was best..." Dumbledore walked over to Harry and took a seat next to him. "All around."

"But Mister Flamel… He'll die won't he?" Harry asked, worried. "He has enough elixir to set things in order." The wise headmaster explained calmly. "But yes, he will die." Harry sat there for a bit, thinking about his next question. "But… how did the Stone end up in my pocket sir? What I saw in the mirror…"

"Ah, you see my dear boy, those who wanted to find the Stone, find it but not use it, will be able to get it. That is one of my brilliant ideas." Dumbledore whispered with a chuckle. "And between you and me, that is saying something." Harry chuckled a bit at his superior. He then looked down at his sheets with a bit of realisation in his eyes. "Does that mean, with the Stone gone, Voldemort can never come back?"

Dumbledore hummed a bit, avoiding Harry's eyes. "Ah, I'm afraid…. There are ways in which he can return." Harry looked down, defeat looming in his eyes. "Harry, did you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to touch you?" Harry looked up and shook his head. "It was because of your mother." Harry looked at Dumbledore, confused.

"She sacrificed yourself for you. And that act, leaves a mark." Harry hastily placed his hand on his scar, feeling the scab and skin on his fingers. "No no Harry. This kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin." Harry looked down, thinking. "And what is that sir?"

"Love, Harry." Dumbledore answered. "Love." Dumbledore smiled and patted him softly on the head.

"Harry!"

Natsu, Happy, and Lucy ran up to the bed, Harry both shocked and glad to see them. "Hey guys…" He smiled, darting between the two. "What are you doing here?" Harry asked. "We heard what happened. Came to see if you were alright." Lucy answered, one hand on the strap of her bag.

"We got you this!" Natsu lifted up a huge chocolate egg, about the size Harry's stupid cousin. Harry dropped his jaw at the egg. "Everyone we know contributed to making the egg! And they made it with no magic whatsoever!" Happy chirped, raising a paw.

"Wow…. Thank you guys…." Harry gasped, as Natsu placed it with the other gifts and gave it a pat. "Welp, we better get going! Let you rest." Natsu smiled. "See you later Harry." Lucy waved with the hand that held her satchel.

As they left, Harry looked down at Natsu's ankle and noticed something…. He was limping a bit. He looked at Lucy, noticing that her right side was bulkier than usual…. Like something was tucked under her robe. Also her right arm wasn't seen hanging out the sleeve.

Dumbledore looked at them leave, then back at Harry. He stood up and smiled. "Ah Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans!" Harry snapped back to Dumbledore, as he was picking up the carton. "I was unfortunate in my youth to stumble across a vomit flavoured one. Ever since then, I lost my tastings for them…. Well, I suppose one can't hurt…" Harry looked at Dumbledore, as he scraped through the box. He then finally took one out and popped it in his mouth. "Mm. At last. Earwax." Harry giggled, and watched Dumbledore leave.

Harry walked out of the infirmary, Hermione and Ron talking on the balcony. Harry smiled, as his two best friends noticed him, and smiled. "You alright there Ron?" Harry asked. "Alright. You?" Harry shrugged at Ron's question. "Alright. And you Hermione." Hermione smiled. "Never better."

As they made their way to the final feast, Hermione talked about a dream that she had. "It was definitely odd. I fell asleep after you entered the last chamber. I dreamt that I was being carried. By figures in white." She explained. "And the strange thing was, I felt like I knew them." Harry looked at Hermione, then at Ron.

"Hermione… I don't think that was a dream. During my fight with Quirrell, four figures in white saved me. It was incredible! They could use magic! Without wands!" Ron and Hermione stopped, and looked at Harry, not believing what he said. "Magic without wands? That's impossible Harry." Ron scoffed, doubtful.

"But it's true guys!" Harry argued. "Hermione, you believe me, right?" Hermione hummed and rubbed the back of her head. "Well, there are some groups that can use magic without wands…" Harry felt a ping of hope, knowing he wasn't wrong. "But no one but Dumbledore can use magic without their wands. Or so I've read." Harry could feel his spirits plummel a bit.

"Don't worry Harry. Maybe you were hallucinating." Ron reasoned. "But Hermione saw them, and I saw them. So we can't be." Harry argued back. Ron rattled his brain for a good counter-argument. "If I see it, I'll believe it." He finally decided, before walking again, his friends following close behind.

The Grand Hall was decorated with the flags of the four houses. Everyone was smiling, eating and laughing away, excited for their long break. "Hey guys! Over here!" Natsu waved, lamb in hand, Ron's brothers, Seamus and Neville waving as well. "You're just in time! Their about to announce the House Cup winners."

As Fred finished his sentence, a bell tone from McGonagall's glass could be heard. Everyone shushed and looked at the front. "Another year has passed. And now as I understand it, the House Cup needs awarding. And the points stand thus…" Everyone took a deep breath and gulped.

"In fourth place Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points."

Everyone clapped, but Gryffindor was upset, clapping slowly, and throwing things on the table. But unnoticeable of course. Natsu was annoyed, as he hated to be in last place. But he somehow refrained himself.

"In third place, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty two points."

Gray snickered a bit, knowing that with this information, he could pick on Natsu that his house was stronger than his.

"In second place, Ravenclaw, with four hundred and twenty six points."

Lucy was shocked a bit when they got second place. Despite all the blunders she made during that first day…. It all seemed to have gone away. She smiled, happy with the results.

"And in first place, with four hundred and seventy two points… Slytherin."

Slytherin bolted up and cheered, banging the table and whooping. Hermione leant on her hand, not bothering to clap. Draco gave Ron a snarking stare, Natsu mad that Gajeel was better than him. Which Gajeel laughed with all the teasing coming down Natsu's way. Snape clapped stiffly, looking like he was content, but at the same time, knew that it wasn't the end.

"Yes yes, well done Slytherin, well done Slytherin, HOWEVER!" Everyone stopped cheering and looked at the Headmaster. "Recent events must be taken into account. And so, last minute points will be added."

Everyone looked around, confused at what was happening.

"To Miss Hermione Granger. For her use of cool intellect, while others were in great peril. Fifty points." Everyone cheered, Harry patting her on the back. "Second, to Mister Ronald Weasley. For the best game of chess, that Hogwarts has seen, in so many years… Fifty points." Everyone cheered, Ron and Harry surprised. "And third, to Mister Harry Potter. For pure love, and outstanding courage…. I award Gryffindor house… sixty points."

Everyone clapped, Gryffindors cheering loudly. "We're in tie with Slytherin!" Hermione noted excitedly. "Wait, we are?!" Natsu asked, shocked. "And finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies…. But risk of war to stand up to your friends…. I award ten points… to Neville Longbottom."

Neville couldn't believe it. It was only after he heard the cheering and clapping with pats on the back from Natsu that he realised….that he helped Gryffindor win…

Draco looked around, biting his lip.

"Assuming that my calculations are correct, a change of decoration is in order." Dumbledore clapped his hands, the flags flapping in the wind, before all of them changing to the Gryffindor colour and house emblem.

"Gryffindor wins the House cup!"

Gryffindor leaped in happiness and cheers. Finally, after all that time… Gryffindor had won! Lucy smiled and laughed, happy for the Red house.. Gray and Gajeel sighed, a bit sad that they couldn't tease Natsu with this. "Oh well, guess there would be another time." They thought. Natsu laughed, happy that they got first place.

Everyone threw their hats into the air, symbolising their graduation. But Draco slammed his down to the ground, grumbling. Harry, Ron, Neville, and Hermione were surrounded by their housemates, giving them a pat on the back. Harry looked at Hagrid, smiling the biggest smile ever. Hagrid nodded at him, clapping towards him, before Harry went back to cheering with his house.

The next day, everyone lined up at the station, ready to board the Hogwarts Express. "Come on now. Hurry up or you'll be late." Hagrid clapped and rubbed his hands together, before noticing Lucy, Gray, Gajeel, and the exceeds trying to pull Natsu onto the train.

"Come on Natsu! We gotta go!" Happy grunted, straining from the pull. "No way!" Natsu whined back, holding onto a fixed bench. "Stop it right now Natsu, and get in the train!" Lucy scolded, pulling her with the free hand she had. "No no no no no no no no no!" Natsu refused. "You're gonna attract a crowd at this rate! Now get in!" Gray yelled. "I don't care!" Natsu cried. "Listen Salamander, if you don't let go right now, I'm gonna punch you in the face! Even I have motion sickness, and I don't care!" Gajeel shouted, not wanting to put up with this crap.

Lily sighed and let go of Natsu. "I didn't want to do this…" He muttered, as he flew up to Natsu's injured ankle, and twisted it slightly. "YEOW!" Natsu yelped, as he let go to tend to his ankle. But as he let go, everyone pulling him flopping down underneath him.

"Oh, sorry." Lily sweat dropped, looking at the mess he made. Hagrid chuckled at the scene, watching the undercover students drag the now unconscious Natsu on board the train. "Come on, hurry up." Hagrid gently brushed the children in the train, smiling at Harry, who stopped. Hermione, who was already on the train, turned around telling him to get a move on. "One minute." Harry promised, running up to Hagrid.

"Though' without saying goodbye did ya?" Hagrid chuckled, digging through his pockets. He pulled out a red book, with a beautiful gold and three dimensional design. He opened it, and there was a picture, of him as an infant with his mother and father.

He smiled and nodded at the photo, his parents waving and looking at baby Harry, kissing him. He closed the book, and thanked Hagrid, before giving him the biggest hug he could muster. Hagrid chuckled, before letting go.

"You'd better skedaddle. Oh! And if that cousin of yours Dudley, is giving you any grief... You could always threaten him with a pair of ears with that tail." Hagrid chuckled. "But Hagrid, you're not allowed to use magic outside of school. You know that." Harry told him. "Oh I know, but your cousin don't know that now does he?" Hagrid winked.

Harry smiled, as Hagrid gestured his head towards the train. Harry ran back to his friends, who were waiting for him at the door. "Feels a bit strange going home, doesn't it." Hermione hummed. "I'm not going home." Harry smiled, looking at Hogwarts, smiling. "Not really." The whistle blew for the train to depart. Harry stepped into the door, closing it behind. Hagrid waved as the train moved into motion, Harry waving back. As the train disappeared, Hagrid made his way back to Hogwarts. After all.

Much had to be done for next year.

Lucy sighed, looking out the window, the mountains rolling by. "I wonder what this Muggle World is going to be like…" She told her peers. "Well, according to everyone, they cannot know about magic. So we will have to refrain ourselves from that." Lily said. "So you and Happy will be hidden?" Lucy asked. "Yes. Speaking of which, Dumbledore set up residences for us in the Muggle World to spare us from finding a place." Lily told her.

"Well, it's going to be an interesting experience, that's for sure." Gray snickered. "Do you think the others will be alright?" Lucy asked, turning her head towards Gray. "Of course! After all…"

Erza watched the smoke of the train disappear into the mountains, all her guildmates and master smiling as they all individually watched the train leave. "They're crazy strong." Gray finished. "I understand that, but I'm a bit worried they'll over do it is all." Lucy confessed. "I'm more concerned about those two…" Gray muttered.

Lucy and Gray panned watching Gajeel and Natsu puff up their cheeks with vomit and sickness. "Oh yeah…. Shame we don't know Troia yet…" Lucy sighed.

"Hello! Would you like-"

"A bucket! I need a bucket! The windows are shut! I need a bucket!" Natsu pleaded with the nice lady who was bringing snacks around. "Natsu! Stop harassing her!" Lucy scolded. "But I-BLEAH!"

"KYAAAA!"

"Oh ew Natsu!"

"Will you get a grip on yourself already!"

"You made her run away! I was hoping for something fish like!"

"Oh no, not you too!"

"Bllleah!"

"ARGH! Not in my bag!"

"You have a bag?! I need that!"

"Buzz off Salamander I was here first!"

"DRAGON SLAYERS ARE DISGUSTING!"

Yep, and interesting experience alright….