Okay, so this is our next-to-last chapter! The first two POVs are Cody and Noah's reflections for this year. Third POV (Courtney's) is about the end-of-year feast.

Cody's POV

In every sense, I think this year has been AWESOME. I mean, I got the highest grades in all my exams, we won the Quidditch cup, and we'll also possibly win the House cup. And all that, in a small way, thanks to me. Well, I don't want to brag about it, but probably if it weren't for me, we wouldn't have probably won the Quidditch tournament this year. Our team is great, but the seeker is ultimately who decides everything. If I hadn't caught the golden snitch so well in all those three matches we would probably have lost against Slytherin or Gryffindor.

I will also remember this year for other more important, non-academic events. We defeated Bellatrix LeStrange on a May night, although I still have nightmares about the pain I felt when the Crucio curse touched me. I felt like I was going to die out right there, without saying goodbye to anyone. But I couldn't leave, not yet. So I struggled to survive the curse. I couldn't leave my friends in such a pathetic way. Adrenaline filled my body, and that's basically what kept me from passing out and subsequently dying.

But what is all this compared to what I achieved a March midday in Hogsmeade? It was none the less than Gwen's love. I can still feel my heart thumping wildly in my chest when she pressed her lips against mine. She had finally realized me. We've been together for three months. She's completely forgotten Trent and she's so happy with me it's like she never liked him.

So this year will be one I will not forget until I'm buried up under a grave.

Noah's POV

What hasn't been perfect this year? Well, yeah. I almost died with the Sectunsempra spell. But I had to protect Courtney. I just did what I considered I had to. Then, when I received the spell, it felt as if a sword had just pierced my stomach from side to side. I felt how warm blood started pouring out of the big cut I had. I closed my eyes. I knew I would pass out in a few seconds. I felt Courtney carrying me somewhere and bandaging me with such a pressure blood stopped coming out of my stomach. The last thing I sensed before passing out was a kiss in my cheek and Courtney whispering.

"It'll be okay."

And then finally, when she visited me in the nursery, I had the guts I'd lacked of during this year to tell her everything. And that kiss. I will always remember how my still slow heart started pumping blood so quick I thought I was having a heart attack. But then, we started talking as we hadn't in many months, without that awkward atmosphere that surrounded us whenever we were alone. And again, I thought everything was the same, but completely different.

Courtney's POV

I sighed. It was our last third grade day. The day after, we would be parting back to London for a long summer. At least I knew I would see my friends pretty often, since we all lived in the city center. But I had the feeling I would miss the school until September.

We were all glad Ravenclaw had won that year. After the feast, McGonagall would give us the cup, and the whole Great Hall would be decorated with the Ravenclaw colors and our eagle symbol would be everywhere.

"You ready?" Noah asked when we met in the common room.

"Sure," I grinned.

We went down to the Great Hall, where we would meet up with Owen, Trent and Lucy. Soon after we sat down, the food started to appear in our tables. As we already knew, Mrs. McGonagall would be giving the End-of-year speech after we ate our dinners, which was kind of a relief, because everyone in Hogwarts knew about McGonagall's ability to babble about Hogwarts for hours. But now, in any case, we'd at least listen to her without a big pit in our stomaches, staring dreamily at the food that was just in front of us but we weren't allowed to eat.

"Mmm..." Cody said, mouthful with pancakes, cream and chocolate syrup "Thif if delifiouf..."

"Cody!" Gwen scolded him "Don't talk while you're eating."

"You just did," he laughed.

"Well, yeah, you just did it again!" Gwen giggled.

"And so did you!"

"Duh! Whatever! Do what you want!"

I looked at them while I rested my head on Noah's shoulder, who sliced an apple into semi-circular pieces.

"I'm full," I groaned.

"Don't worry," he popped a piece of fruit into his mouth, "We'll get another of these when we come back."

"But summer's going to be so boring..."

He turned to me, a surprised expression in his face.

"You kidding me?" he asked "You and me. Muggle London. Does that sound boring to you?"

I giggled, "Not at all."

"Well, then enjoy this few hours remaining from our third grade, because in less than a day we'll be back to King's Cross."

"Another year that has gone by..." I sighed, "fourth grade in September. Whoa."

"Yeah. I remember when I arrived to King's Cross last September. I was all nervous about meeting you again."

I blushed, "So was I."

"By the way, isn't Gwen's brother Mike starting first grade next year?"

"Uh, don't make me think about it," the girl groaned in front of us "he'll be like a pain on the neck. Especially if he ever makes it to Ravenclaw. Which I doubt, because his I.Q is as high as an orange's."

We all laughed, but were silenced by Mr. Thrawe gently tapping his cup with a spoon.

"Attention, please," he said "Headmaster McGonagall wants to share a few words with you."

The old woman stood up.

"Another year that goes by," she said, sighing "Another graduation year which is leaving the school. And next September we'll come back with a new group of first years to renew these students that are leaving us this year. And, as for the students who will return for next year, I wish you the same luck for your following grade-"

"Yeah, right," Noah chuckled "I'll make sure I get cursed with Sectunsempra on May next year."

I giggled, but elbowed him playfully.

McGonagall went on and on and on talking about the excellent grades the school had obtained that year, being the UK's first magical school and one of the best schools in the world and blah, blah, blah, blah. You know, all that garbage headmasters talk about when they get the chance to.

By the time she finished her speech, forty-five minutes later, half of the Great Hall (including some teachers) were fast asleep, while the other half was feeling all groggy. That was why it remained silent for quite a while until some wise teacher noticed McGonagall had finished and started clapping, waking everyone else up. We all started clapping too, while our headmaster went back to her seat, probably annoyed by our lack of interest.

"Now, we shall procede to hand the House Cup," the headmaster said "In fourth place, with 189 points, Slytherin."

Everyone clapped politely to the green-colored table.

"In third place, with 320 points, Hufflepuff."

Everyone clapped again.

"In second place, with 591 points, Gryffindor."

The red table was quite silent. They'd been playing against us for the whole year, but...

"And, in first place and being this year's winners, with 1123 points...Ravenclaw!"

The prefects and Head Boy and Head Girl went to the headmaster, who handed them the cup.

The Head Girl, Liz Gant, said, "We want to talk as all our members of our house. We're very proud about this praise and we especially want to thank four of our students. Please come to here, Courtney Davis, Gwen Kree, Noah Canterbury and Cody Ellen. Without your bravery and cleverness, we wouldn't be holding this cup right now."

I looked at my friends, quite surprised by this. They were just as shocked as I was, but we stood up and went to the Head Boy, who was holding the cup. Then he handed it to us.

"Raise it in unison," he whispered "Everyone will love that."

We did what he told us and, at the count of three, we rose the cup, making our whole table burst out in roars and cheers of happiness.

After the feast was over, we all went back to the common room. It was eleven o'clock in the night and we were feeling too tired to chat for a while.

"I think we should catch a good sleep," Gwen suggested.

"Yeah," Cody agreed "Tomorrow's gonna be a long day."

"Good night," I said to Noah, giving him a peck on his cheek.

"Good night," he repeated.

Gwen and I went upstairs. Lucy was already there, reading.

"Huh," I sighed "We'll all sleep together again next year, but it's the last time we're sleeping in this beds."

"Yeah," Gwen nodded "It's kinda sad."

"Should we leave a note for the girls next year?"

I looked at Lucy. She didn't talk much, and let's just not talk about suggesting cool stuff.

"Sure!" I exclaimed, taking a piece of paper and writing, "I'll write: We're Gwen, Courtney and Lucy. We finished our third grade on 6-26-2013. We hope you future third grade Ravenclaw girls find this paper, and we'll sign it. Okay?"

Lucy and Gwen nodded. I grabbed a quill and scribbled everything, then signed it. Then I gave it to Gwen, who signed the paper and then to Lucy, who signed it too.

After a few tries, I casted a sticking spell (I know, it would've been easier to go to my bag and get a Scotch tape roll...but I wanted to make it cool) on the paper so it would stick behind the closet's door.

"That's it," I sighed.

"We'd better go to sleep," Gwen yawned.

I nodded. As soon as I fell into my bed, I started snoring.