In the hospital wing the two days later, Harry is lying in bed with his arm bandaged. He awakens, puts on his glasses, and sits up. There are cards and candy all over. Dumbledore approaches him.
Dumbledore: Good afternoon, Harry. Ah. Tokens from your admirers?
Harry: Admirers?
Dumbledore: What happened down in the dungeons between you, Y/n and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows
Harry: Where's Y/n
Dumbledore smiles and points to the chair next to Harry's bed with a sleeping Y/n is on
Dumbledore: He never wanted to leave his little brother's side
Harry smiles and Y/n starts to wake up, he opens his eyes to see his little brother looking at him
Y/n: Finally, I was about to say they could pronounce you as dead
Harry then Chuckled at that
Dumbledore: Ah, I see your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs.
Harry: Ron was here? Is he all right? What about Hermione?
Y/n: There Fine
Harry: But, what happened to the Stone?
Dumbledore: Relax, dear boy. The stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I had a little chat and agreed it was best all around.
Harry: But Flamel, he'll die, won't he?
Dumbledore: [sits on the bed.] He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die
Y/n: how did I get the stone
Dumbledore: Ah. You see, only a person who wanted to find the Stone, find it, but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me that's saying something.
Harry: Does that mean, with the Stone gone, I mean, that Voldemort can never come back?
Dumbledore: Ah, I'm afraid there are ways in which he can return.
Y/n: Don't matter what way he's does it, I'll be there to stop him
Dumbledore and Harry both Chuckled and Dumbledore soon stands up
Dumbledore: Ah. Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit flavored one, and since then I have lost my liking for them. But I think I could be safe with a nice toffee.. Mm. Alas. Earwax.
Harry with his arm still bandaged enters a corridor where up on a stairwell balcony, Hermione and Ron are talking. They stop when they see Harry and Y/n and lean over the railing.
Harry: All right there, Ron?
Ron: All right? You?
Harry: [as he shrugs] All right. Hermione?
Hermione: [smiling] Never better.
Harry: How bout you Y/n
Y/n: Fantastic, absolutely fantastic
Now everyone was in the Great Hall,. There are green and silver banners with the Slytherin symbol above their heads, already indicating the house with the most points. Dumbledore gives a slight nod to professor McGonagall, who then clinks her spoon to her glass, to ask attention from the students. The crowd falls silent. Dumbledore stands up and speaks with his magically magnified voice.
Dumbledore: Another year, gone! And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarded and the points stand thus. In fourth place: Gryffindor, with 312 points!
