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A/N: Sorry, once again. I feel like I say sorry in each chapter, but each time, I genuinely am. I know how annoying it is when authors take forever to post, and I'm such a hippocrite (I can't spell!) for it, since I take forever to post. Welp, this is it. The final chapter. And probably the shortest. (Sorry about that!) I really hope you guys like what I did with the ending. If you do, review. If you don't, review. Either way, please review. And tell me if you want me to continue the series and write the third one next! Thanks, loves. :3 :)

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After Fawkes had miraculously carried the five wizards from the Chamber, Dumbledore had requested to speak to them in his office, excluding Gilderoy Lockhart. The diary, or what was left of it, sat in front of the bearded wizard on his desk. He examined it before addressing the students gravely.

"Simply ingenious," He murmured with a sullen tone, "Of course, Tom Riddle was probably the most brilliant student Hogwarts has ever seen. I taught him myself fifty years ago. After he left, I would hear stories of his activities - dark rumors - but after awhile, even the rumors stopped. When he finally resurfaced as Lord Voldemort, most people had completely forgotten the clever Head Boy he'd once been."

"I didn't know whose diary it was, sir," Ginny insisted, "I found it in my cauldron," She turned to Harry, Ron, and Skylar before adding, "The day we all went to Diagon Alley." Skylar frowned as she recalled the moments in the bookstore from her eidetic memory, stopping her imaginary reel at the scene between Arthur Weasley and Lucius Malfoy. While everyone had been distracted, Malfoy - Draco - had slipped a textbook into Ginny's cauldron. He must have replaced one of her textbooks with the diary, using a false cover. Skylar gasped as she put the pieces together. They all turned to her and she quickly shook her head, murmuring "Spider" and succeeded in both scaring Ron and drawing attention away from herself. "But I understand if…" Ginny looked down at her feet, "Given all the trouble I've caused… if you-"

"Wiser wizards than you have been hoodwinked by Lord Voldemort, Miss Weasley," Dumbledore interrupted her, "No, I think you've endured enough. I would suggest a bit of rest, however. And perhaps, a large mug of hot chocolate. I always find that cheers me up. Minerva, will you show Arthur and Molly up to the hospital wing?"

"Oh!" Skylar piped up, "May I go along, please, sir? I really want to see Hermione!" She begged, bringing out the infamous puppy eyes.

"Of course, I'll… just have these two," Dumbledore gestured to Ron and Harry, "Pass a message on to you." Skylar nodded and raced through the corridors, ignoring Professor McGonagall's shouts for her to stop running. Once she had reached the Hospital Wing, many previously petrified students were up and about, including Hermione. She was attempting to lift her stack of books by herself. Skylar giggled and ran up behind the brunette quietly before loudly asking, "Need any help with that?" Hermione froze, dropping the books to the ground before spinning around to crush the redhead in a tight hug.

"Skylar!" She squealed, releasing the petite witch.

"Oh my god, Hermione, I'm so sorry!"

"For what?" Hermione cocked her head in confusion.

"Um, it's my fault you were petrified," Skylar began, "If I had just told Ron and Harry then you-"

"No, stop it!" Hermione interrupted her ramble, "It's not your fault, Skylar. I chose to go after it. There was nothing you could have done. If anything, we both would have been petrified. The only reason I have to be upset with you is the fact that you figured it out before me!" She made a mock angry face before bursting into laughter, shortly followed by Skylar.

"You solved it!" Hermione squealed, hugging Harry once he entered the Great Hall for the final banquet. She stopped right as she was about to embrace Ron, opting for a handshake instead. Skylar shook her head and laughed.

"Geez, you'd think the two of you were harboring feelings for each other, with that much awkwardness in the air." Hermione and Ron laughed, genuinely. Skylar pulled Hermione beside her and they sat down across from the boys. They turned their attention to Professor Dumbledore, who was preparing to make a grand speech in lieu of the Chamber of Secrets being closed.

"Before we begin our feast, let's give a round of applause to Professor Sprout and Madame Pomfrey, whose Mandrake Juice has been successfully administered to all those who had been petrified." The Great Hall broke out in applause, Skylar cheering and hugging the brunette beside her in joy. "Also, in wake of recent events, as a school treat, all exams have been cancelled." The students cheered, save for Hermione.

"Oh no!" She cried, burying her face in her hands, the redhead beside her bursting into a fit of giggles, clutching her stomach from the laughter. The doors squeaked open, sending a wave of silence over the Great Hall. Hagrid awkwardly entered, eyes shifting back and forth nervously as everyone stared at him.

"Sorry I'm late." He addressed Dumbledore, "The owl deliverin' my release papers got all lost 'n confused. Some ruddy bird named Errol." This sent Skylar into a second fit of giggles, drawing the eyes of all the students.

"Ron," She gasped out between giggles, "That's...that's your… bloody… bird!" She cried, the boy's face blossoming with red.

"I jus' want to say…" Hagrid addressed the four of them after Skylar had calmed down, "That if it wasn't for you, Harry… you an' Ron… an' Skylar and Hermione… Well, I jus' want to say thanks." He finished, staring at his muddy boots. Skylar got up from the table and tackled him in a giant hug.

"There's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid." Harry added. Dumbledore began slowly clapping, the whole of the Great Hall joining in. Hagrid, who was already getting teary-eyed from the hug and Harry's comment, began swiping at the tears from his eyes. Students surrounded Hagrid and the whole Hall rejoiced.

Skylar entered the boy's dormitory as Harry finished packing up, the last student besides Ron, Neville, and Hermione. They had decided they would find a cabin on the Hogwart's Express together.

"So…" Skylar rocked back and forth on her heels as she cradled a pile of black fur in her arms. She had already changed out from her school robes, sporting a plain gray t-shirt, jeans, and a black hoodie, "What did Dumbledore say?" She walked over to what was previously Harry's bed and plopped down on the edge, laying Celeste in her lap, who was fast asleep.

"Well he started by telling us we broke enough rules to be expelled…" Harry gaged Skylar's reaction for worry, but she only chuckled, "Oh, we all received 200 points each-"

"Oh, that's why we won the House Cup!" Skylar butted in, "Sorry, go on."

"Yeah, apparently Voldemort put a bit of himself in me when he tried to kill me…" He looked at Skylar's unvexed expression and frowned, "Why are you acting like you already knew?"

"I didn't, if that's what you're asking, "Skylar assured him, "It just… adds up. You said you almost got into Slytherin, you're a Parselmouth…"

"Okay, well, apparently that sword was Godric Gryffindor's and only a true Gryffindor could pull it from the Sorting Hat." Harry added. Skylar beamed at him.

"Hah! I told you, you know, last year? I said you're the bravest person I've ever met! A true Gryffindor!"

"Oh, and you want to hear the best part?" Harry asked with a sly smile. Skylar clapped her hands together in excitement.

"Oooh, tell me!" She squealed, imitating a child.

"I tricked Lucius Malfoy into freeing Dobby." Skylar's jaw dropped.

"That's… bloody hell, Harry… that's great!" She burst into laughter, "Oh, I wish I could have seen his face!" Her own face was growing pinker by the second, "Oh, and what did Dobby do to repay you?"

"I made him promise to never try and save my life again." Harry muttered, ensuing a momentary silence.

"That's priceless!" Skylar chuckled before sobering up, "Harry?" She looked up at him with a serious look in her eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Aren't you afraid that something like this is going to happen again?" She stared at her kitten, petting it gently.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, a perplexed expression plastered over his features.

"So far, something crazy, and related to Voldemort," She added, "Has happened to us here. I just… have this weird feeling… like it's going to keep happening."

"I'm sure you're just over analyzing this whole situation." Harry reassured her, sitting down beside her to pet Celeste. Skylar sighed.

"I suppose you're right, I mean, Hermione said the same thing… "

"Well then, you know it's true!" Harry joked, earning a smile and playful punch on the arm.

"Anyways," Skylar picked up her feline companion and grabbed her luggage after hopping off the bed, "We should get going. The train won't wait for us." Harry nodded and picked up his luggage, following behind with Hedwig by his side, in her birdcage, of course. Once they made their way to the train, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and Neville had already found a cabin. A spot by the girls was available for Skylar, right across from the empty space that was presumably for Harry. Skylar sat down and looked around the cabin. Lord knew how much she would miss her friends this summer. As the train took off from the station, Skylar stared out the train window at the Hogwarts castle, longing for the summer to pass as quickly as the school year had.