Here is the last chapter, for this story. Let me know if you all you like part three to be posted. I have the entire story which is 7 parts done.

I could feel staring, even in this blissful blackness, I could hear voices so close as I struggled to open my eyes. I was in no pain, but red hair, black hair, and hair the color of a dark red wine blurred my vision. "My sweet girl," it was Auntie Cassiopeia who was staring in worry, her face paler than usual.

My voice weaker seeing Professor Sprout and Ma'dam Pomphrey bustling about in the back wing, "She can go, mending bones is easy work," easy after you blacked out from pain.

Auntie gave her a stern look, even as I stood, "This feels much better," a few tense moments as we walked to the double doors.

Auntie Cassiopeia gave me a small smile, "The feast is about to begin, I suggest you change. Here let me," her wand moved my eyes trailing over my clothes as they turned silver and black, cotton, and now I stood in my pajama's and slippers.

"Everyone is in them,"

I had been to several Hogwarts feasts, but never one quite like this. Everybody was in their pajamas, and the celebration lasted all night. I sit with my friends at the Slytherin table with house's moving around talking to friends, Susan and Hannah, Cho, Luna, Astoria, and Padma, Lavender, Gin, and Parvati at my table just laughing. I was looking at Potter and Ronald who gave me a smile and nod when her now hectic emotions touched mine. I could see the twins nearly out of their seats, but they knew right now they could not come out to the entire school a triad is very rare.

The door's opened and in burst Hermione, Justin, and Daphne. My heart raced my feet moving as we launched ourselves at the other, same with Az and Daphne. Her hair was in my nose in my mouth, but we clung to the other sobbing until we knew to let go. I hugged Daphne as the New Order all came hugging, including Fred and George who finally feet whole. They moved back to Potter and Ronald, hugging and shaking hands, I wouldn't embrace Ronald either.

The rest of the final term passed in a haze of blazing sunshine. Hogwarts was back to normal with only a few, small differences - Defense Against the Dark Arts classes were canceled ("but we've had plenty of practice at that anyway," I told a disgruntled Hermione and faithful to my word Lucius Malfoy had been sacked as a school governor. On the other hand, Hecate Oakham was perfectly happy again.

Too soon, it was time for the journey home on the Hogwarts Express. I am with the new order as Hermione the twins, Ronald, and Harry all have another compartment, she needed her time with them, the three might be the golden trio, but they held nothing on the new order.

They were almost at King's Cross when Harry remembered something.

"Ginny - what did you see Percy doing, that he didn't want you to tell anyone?"

"Oh, that," said Ginny, giggling. "Well - Percy's got a girlfriend." Avery dropped a stack of books on Millie's head.


"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," said Ginny. "That's who he was writing to all last summer. He's been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day,"

"I thought he was ya know, gay," I was very wrong; he had himself a beautiful girl.

The Hogwarts Express slowed and finally stopped.

I dreaded summer at times, but maybe this one would not be as bad. I grabbed Hermione as we exited the train, "Here, this is called a telephone number," he told Ron, scribbling it three times, tearing the parchment in three, and handing it to them. "I told your dad how to use a telephone last summer - he'll know. Call me at the Dursleys', okay? I can't stand another two months with only Dudley to talk to ...

"Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?" said Luna as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. "When they hear what you did this year?"

"Proud?" said Harry. "Are you crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious ...

And together they walked back through the gateway to the Muggle world.

Hermione and I walked to my Uncle and Auntie who happen to be standing next to the Dursley's. "I will be in touch," Daphne and Astoria smiled hugging me one last time.

Avery snorted, "I will make sure to come visit," her mother was waving with this substantial proud smile until her daughter was giving her a hug, not all muggle-borns and muggles are bad.

Aunt Jean was there when Auntie Cassiopeia smirked, "Have a pleasant summer hols, Harry. Petunia, we're watching," not like the arse muggles cared.

"They don't care, Auntie,"

Her very Slytherin smirk grew, "I have a little surprise,"