The End of the Year
Harry slowly began to wake up. He looked to his left not really seeing anything but blur. He sits up and reaches for his glasses. Once they’re on he notices the array of “Get Well” cards and sweets. That only distracted him for a minute until everything came rushing back to him and began to panic as he thought about his sister.
“Good afternoon Harry. Do not worry. Your sister is in the next bed.”
Dumbledore pointed to the bed off to the left. Harry leaned forward to see that his sister was still out of it. On the table by her bed were cards and treats.
“Tokens from your admirers.”
“What happened down in the dungeons between you, your sister, and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So naturally the whole school knows.”
Buffy had become restless and was tossing and turning caught up in some kind of nightmare. Harry moved the covers back and got out of bed. Dumbledore watched as he climbed on his sister’s bed and took her hand.
“HARRY!” She shot up and immediately wrapped her arms Harry.
“What were you dreaming about?”
“I dreamt that Voldemort killed you.”
“He didn’t. You saved us with the shield you put up. Professor Dumbledore is here and he’s probably getting suspicious.”
“Just don’t let go yet.”
Harry assured her. She stopped hugging and made room for him to sit beside her.
“Miss Potter good to see that you are awake.”
“Hello Headmaster, is all this for me?” Buffy asked seeing the cards and candy appearance.
“Yes, it looks like your friend Ronald has saved you both the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs.”
“Ron was here? Is he alright?” Harry asked.
“What about Hermione?” Buffy asked.
“Fine. They're both just fine.”
“But, what happened to the Stone?” Harry asked.
“Both of you may relax. The Stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat and agreed it was best all around.”
“But then Flamel, he'll die won't he?” Buffy asked.
“He has enough Elixir of Life to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die.”
“How is it I got the Stone sir? One minute I was there staring in the mirror and then the next…”
“Ah, you see only a person who wanted to find the Stone, could find it, but not use it would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And just between us that is saying something.”
Both Buffy and Harry giggled at that.
“Does that mean with the Stone gone that is, that Voldemort can never come back?” Harry asked.
“Ah, I'm afraid there are ways in which he can return. Harry, Buffy, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him? It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for both you. And that kind of act leaves a mark.”
Harry reached for his scar but Buffy knew that wasn’t what Dumbledore was talking about.
“No, no this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.”
“It lives right here right?” Buffy said pointing to her heart. “She gave us the gift of love.”
“You are correct Miss Potter.”
“Headmaster, there is something else that we would like to know.” Buffy began.
“You want to know how you were able to perform those spells?” The twins nodded.
“Mr. Ollivander told you both that the wand chooses the wizard. Your wand chose you Buffy because it knew deep inside that you were brave at heart, have remarkable courage, and you show daring, nerve, and chivalry. Those are all qualities that Godric Gryffindor used when he possessed this wand. All the qualities of a true Gryffindor/”
“Are you saying my wand used to belong to Godric Gryffindor? The Godric Gryffindor? One of the founders of Hogwarts Gryffindor?”
Harry laughed at his sister’s astonished face and Dumbledore chuckled. His eyes twinkling merrily as he thought how Buffy just reminded him of James.
“The very same. This might be difficult to explain. Godric Gryffindor enchanted the wand so that in certain times of need the wand can give knowledge to the user but only the user it has chosen.”
“So that was how Buffy was able to save me during the Quidditch match?”
“The wand sensed her need to save you and gave her the spells to do just that, but in doing so drains her energy much faster since she is only a first year.”
There was a moment of silence as Buffy and Harry thought over what Dumbledore had said.
“ Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.” Dumbledore said picking up the box. “I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit flavor one. Since then I'm afraid I've lost my liking for them. But I think I could be safe with a nice toffee. Alas! Earwax!”
Buffy and Harry grimaced at first but then they laughed. Dumbledore bid them good day and they watched him leave. An owl flew in that neither Harry nor Buffy recognized. The owl dropped the letter to Buffy. She caught it and looked at it not recognizing the writing. She opened the envelope.
“Dear Elizabeth, Professor Dumbledore told me about yours and Harry’s school year and what happened with Professor Quirrell. I am glad that both of you are all right. By this time you are probably wondering who I am and why I am writing to you. My name is Remus Lupin and I was one of your father’s closest friends. I am also your Godfather Buffy. I tried to get custody of you and Harry but due to certain circumstances the Ministry wouldn’t allow it. I hope to visit you and Harry at the Dursley’s soon. I hope that both of you will write. Love your Godfather, Remus Lupin
“Do you think this is for real? Should I write him back?” Buffy asked her brother.
“Maybe, he could probably tell us more about our parents. Maybe he would even have pictures.” Buffy nodded.
“I’ll write him back before we leave.” PTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPT
Both Harry and Buffy were released and they went in search of Hermione and Ron. After a very happy reunion they made their way to the Great Hall for the feast and the awarding of the House cup. Buffy was sitting by Fred and George and Ron was next to her. Harry and Hermione were sitting across from them. The hall colors were Slytherin as they were in the lead for the House cup. The students were talking excitedly about everything that had gone on recently. Dumbledore looked at McGonagall and she tapped her glass and the Hall quieted instantly.
“Another year gone. And now as I understand it, the House Cup needs awarding. And the points stand as thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points.”
Buffy and the others shook their heads knowing it was their fault.
“Third place, Hufflepuff with 352 points. In second place Ravenclaw with 426 points. And in first place, with 472 points, Slytherin House.”
Slytherin cheered loudly which only made the Gryffindor look more sadden.
“Yes, yes. Well-done Slytherin. Well-done Slytherin. However recent events must be taken into account. And I have a few last-minute points to award. To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect when others were in grave peril. 50 points.”
Gryffindor began to cheer loudly at the thought that they might have a chance.
“Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen these many years. 50 points. And third, to Mr. Harry Potter, for pure nerve 30 points. And to Miss Elizabeth Potter for outstanding courage. I award Gryffindor House 30 points.”
The cheering became loudly as a thought hit most of them about where the points were at for Gryffindor.
“We're tied with Slytherin!” Hermione whispered.
“And finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies. But a great deal more to stand up to your friends. I award 10 points to Neville Longbottom.”
“All right! Go Neville!” Buffy cheered as the rest of the students clapped. Neville looked like a deer caught in headlights.
“Assuming my calculations are correct I believe that a change of decoration is in order.”
Dumbledore clapped his hands together and the banners that were once with Slytherin’s colors were now red for Gryffindor.
“Gryffindor wins the House Cup!”
Loud cheering and clapping broke out as the Gryffindors went wild. Buffy looked to see that even Hagrid rooted for them. At once Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff all threw their hats into the air. The Gryffindors began to crowd around Harry, Hermione, Buffy, Ron, and Neville patting them on the back. In Harry’s case they were messing up his already unruly hair. Buffy laughed as Fred and George hoisted Buffy up on their shoulders. She shrieked at first but then laughed. Soon Harry was up their with her on the shoulders of Lee Jordon and another student. Buffy and Harry just looked at each other before high-fiving. PTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPT
With the school year over for another year Buffy and Harry found themselves sadden. They were hoping that Dumbledore would allow them to go back to the Giles’s but Dumbledore explained that they needed to stay the Dursleys for protection because it would keep them safe from any of Voldemort’s followers. He explained about the protection spell that had been placed on the house years ago. Dumbledore told them that he had spoken to the Dursleys himself and made it very clear that he would not lay another hand on either of them without facing consequences.
“Come on now. Hurry up, you'll be late! Train's leaving. Go on. Come on, hurry up.”
Harry was giving Hedwig to one of the station workers to be loaded onto the Hogwarts express. Buffy was right beside him. Her empty cage had already been loaded. She had sent Cinnamon to deliver a letter to her Godfather. As they walked toward the train to get on Harry and Buffy saw Hagrid who waved at them.
“Come on Harry, Buffy.”
“One minute.” Harry and Buffy made their way over to where Hagrid was standing.
“Thought you were leaving without saying good-bye did you?”
“We could never do that Hagrid.” Buffy said giving him one her hundred watt smiles.
She then moved to hug him. When their hug was over Buffy stepped back and Hagrid reached into his pocket pulling out a red book.
“This is for both of you.” He handed the book to Buffy.
Harry moved closer as she opened to see a picture of their parents holding them as babies. Their father was holding Harry and Buffy was being held by their mother. They truly looked like a real family.
“Thanks Hagrid.” Harry said as he took his turn giving the giant a hug. They both noticed that Hagrid was becoming a bit misty eyed.
“Oh. Go on. On with you. On with you now. On with you. Oh, listen, if the Dursleys don’t treat you right remind them of Dumbledore’s words, and if that don’t work write to me and someone will come get you.”
“Okay, thanks again Hagrid for everything.” Buffy waved one more time as she and Harry went to get on the train. Ron and Hermione were waiting for them.
“Feels strange to be going home doesn't it?” Hermione asked.
“We’re not going home. Not really.” Harry told them.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t call the Dursleys a home, not like staying with the Giles’s or being here at Hogwarts. Come on, we’d better find our seats.”
Buffy told them as the train whistle blew signaling that the train would be leaving very soon. Harry and Buffy took one last look and knew they couldn’t wait until next year. That’s the end of this one. I hope I brought you all some joy.