[a/n: This is the last chapter for the first year!!! Thank you so much for 3k reads and 300 votes. It's means so much to me. This chapter is dedicated to everyone who reads this because I love you all. This is also going to be a really long chapter so, I hope you enjoy this.

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*Daisy's Point Of View*

I had just finished my last exam this year. It was pretty easy. I had the exam with Gryffindor's so it was easy to catch up with the golden trio. I'm so glad we're still friends. It was quite hard to concentrate, I've had a headache all day.

"I've always heard Hogwarts' end of year exams were frightful, but I found that rather enjoyable." Hermione chirped. I had to agree. Even with the headache, They were fun. Especially Transfigurations.

"Speak for yourself. Alright there Harry?" Ron asked concerned.

"My scar, it keeps burning." Harry gasped in pain.

"It's happened before." Hermione stated.

"Not like this." Harry continued to rub his head.

"I have a headache." I moaned.

Ron and Hermione just looked at us concerned. Maybe Harry's scar and my headache are the same pain? Hurting for the same reason.

"Perhaps you should both see the nurse?" Ron looked at both of us.

"No, I'm not going there again. I hate it there." I spoke. "Maybe Ron's right Harry."

"I think it's a warning. It means dangers coming. Owe!" He rubbed his head again. We were going to visit Hagrid tonight. Like always. It's become a weekly thing with us. "Oh. Of corse!" Harry started running to the hut. Faster than I could keep up.

"What is it?" Hermione shouted from behind him.

We all caught up with Harry in the end. "Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger shows up and just happens to have one?" We get closer to Hagrid's Hut and there he is, playing some recorder thing to a dragons egg. "I mean, how many people wonder around with dragons eggs in their pocket?" He was a bit mad. Warning, I think it's Harry's time of the month.

"Hagrid, who gave you that dragons egg? What did they look like?" I asked.

"I don't know. I never saw his face. He kept his hood up." He spoke, he was patting the dragons egg gently, ready to play another song on the recorder.

"The stranger, though, he must of talked." Harry demanded the answers now. I can't believe they still think it's my dad.

"Well he wanted to know what sort of creatures I looked after. I told him. I said, "After Fluffy, a dragons gonna be no problem."

"And did he seem interested in fluffy?" I asked. Raising my eyebrows.

"Well, of corse he was interested in fluffy! How often do you come across a three headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him. I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him. Take fluffy for example, just play him a bit of music and he falls straight asleep." He shouldn't of told us that.

We all were shocked. Hagrid just told us how to calm fluffy! Just what we needed.

"I shouldn't have told you that." we all run off back to the castle. "Where you going? Wait!" We hear Hagrid shouting from back at his hut.

We ran through the corridors and up to Professor McGonagall's classroom. I almost hit my side on a desk. Ouch.

"We have to see Professor Dumbledore, immediately!" Harry demanded. That took Mcgonagall by shock. She almost jumped out of her chair.

"I'm afraid professor Dumbledore is not here. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and left immediately for London." She said coldly.

"That wasn't a real letter from the ministry no, he can't go now!" I shouted.

"He's gone? Now? But this is important. It's about the philosophers stone!" Harry said worried.

"How do you know?" She was shocked.

"Someone's going to try an steal it!" I shouted.

"I don't know how you four found out about the stone, but I can assure you it's perfectly well protected. Now would you go back to your dormitories? Quietly!" She demanded.

We left the classroom and walked down the hallway."That was no stranger Hagrid met in the village. It was Snape, which means he knows how to get past fluffy."

"It's not my dad, I'm sure of it." I spoke.

"And with Dumbledore gone." Hermione realised.

"Good afternoon. Now what would three young Gryffindor's and A Slytherin, such as yourselves, be doing inside on a day like this."

"Dad!" I spoke In shock.

"Uh...we were just..." Hermione stutters. Unable to find the reason.

"You want to be careful. People will think you're." Harry looked at my dad and he pauses. My dads face looks shocked? Why? "Up to something." he exits. His cloak blowing behind him.

"Now what do we do?" Hermione asked.

"We go down the trapdoor. Tonight."

"What about me?" I asked. "I'm not in the same house as you?"

"Meet us in the Gryffindor common room, tonight at 11:50pm sharp. The passwords still the same." I missed and headed back the the Slytherin common room.

I waited till 11:45 to leave because it wasn't a long walk for me. I had waited in the common room till everyone went to bed. I wasn't caught on the way to the common room. I just waited in the door way after I said the password.

I see the trio walk down the stairs. Gosh I miss this place. "Trevor." He starts croaking. Stupid toad.

"Trevor SHH! Go, you shouldn't be here!" Ron shouts but it's a whisper.

"Hi guys!" I whisper.

"Neither should you. And a Slytherin in the common room. Oh. You're sneaking out again, aren't you?" Neville says, poking his head from around the chair. Oh great.

"Now, Neville, listen. We were-" Harry gets cut off by Neville.

"No! I won't let you." He gets up from the chair. "You'll get Gryffindor in trouble again! I'll fight you." he stutters a bit. He holds his fists in balls and walks closer to us.

"Neville, I'm really sorry about this..." I take out my wand. "Petrificus totalus." he falls, frozen. "I guess all Slytherins are bad." I laugh a bit. I put my wand away.

Ron gulps at me. "You're a little scary sometimes. Even if you are Slytherin. You know that? Brilliant but scary." I chuckle a bit. Oh gosh.

"Let's go." Harry walks past Neville. "Sorry."

I walk past Neville next. "Sorry Neville. Don't trust Slytherins with spells." I laugh again.

"Sorry." Hermione says, a bit sarcastic.

"It's for your own good, you know." ron mutters. We all get under the invisibility cloak.

"Ow! You stood on my foot." Hermione says to me.

"Sorry." I mutter back. Trying not to be loud.

We get to the third corridor. "Alohomora." Hermione points her wand at the door. It unlocks.

We all walk in the door. There's a puff of air. "Wait a minute. He's asleep." Ron says confused.

There's a harp playing in the corner. Great, someone's already here. "Snape's already been here. He's put a spell on the harp." we walk closer to fluffy.

"It's not my dad that's down there. I passed his personal quarters on the way here. His in there I swear." I exclaimed.

"Uh! It's got horrible breath." Ron said, trying not to smell the air. True. It did smell disgusting.

"We have to move its paw." Harry shouted.

"What?" Ron screamed like a girl. Oh gosh.

"Come on!" We all grab a part of the dogs paw and move it slightly. It was hard work. Gosh I'm so unfit. "I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign." He stops for a second. "If something happens, get yourselves out... Does it seem a bit...quiet?" Harry asked confused.

"The harp. It's stopped playing." Hermione says slowly.

Some drool lands on Rons shoulder. We all look up to see three heads staring at us. He growls at us. "Jump! Go!" We all jumped and landed on a slimy rope pile.

The plant starts to grab onto us. "Oh, AHH!" Ron and Harry moan.

I start wriggling, trying to get out the plant. "Stop moving. All three of you. This is Devils Snare. You have to relax. If you don't, it will only kill you faster." Hermione stated.

"Kill us faster. Oh, now I can relax!" Ron shouted.

Hermione smiles and she falls down. "HERMIONE!" We all shout at the same time.

"Now what are we going to do?" Ron asked.

"Just relax." we hear Hermione shout from underneath us.

I start to relax and I fall through. I land on a stone floor on my bum. Ouch. I stand up, brushing my skirt down. "DAISY." I hear Harry and Ron say.

"Do what I say trust me. Relax!" Hermione shouts. Harry relaxes and he falls through.

"Harry!" Ron shouts. He's still wriggling about. He can't stay still! "Help!" He just keeps moving more.

"He's not going to relax, is he?" Harry shouts.

"Apparently not." Hermione replies.

Ron keeps shouting. "We've got to do something!"

"What?" Harry questioned. I keep telling Ron to calm down but he won't.

"Uh! I remember reading something in Herbology. Um Devils snare, Devils scare, it's deadly fun... But will sulk in the sun. That's it! Devils snare hates sunlight!" She takes out her wand, pointing it at the Devils snare. Me and Harry stand back. "Lumus solem." A big ball of sunlight comes out her wand and Ron finally comes through to the ground.

"Ron, are you okay?" I asked, a little worried.

"Yeah!" He says, relieved. "Whew. Lucky we didn't panic!" He laughs.

"Lucky Hermione pays attention in Herbology!" Harry says.

There was some strange sound from the next room. It sounded like flapping wings. We entered the room. "Curious, I've never seen birds like these." Hermione says.

"They're not birds, they're keys." Harry looks amazed. I look at all of them. They're all so beautiful for keys. "And I bet one of them fits that door." they're all in the air. There's a broom there too.

"What's this all about?" I ask, looking at the broom.

"I don't know, strange." Harry says. Confused.

Ron walks over to the door and rattles the lock. "Alohomora." he shrugs. "Well it's worth a try."

"Ugh! What're we going to do? There must be a thousand keys up there." Hermione shouts, looking at the keys.

"We're looking for a big old fashioned one. Probably rusty like the handle." Ron says, that limits them down well.

"There, I see it. The one with the broken wing!" He points at a key which is bigger than the others and has a bent wing. He looks at broom.

"What's wrong Harry?" I asked him.

"It's too simple." he sighed.

"Oh, go on, Harry! If Snape can catch it on that old broomstick, you can! You're the youngest seeker in a century!" Ron shouts at him.

I start laughing. "Just the thought of my dad on a broom, is enough to creep me out." I laughed even more. Oh gosh.

Harry nods and gets on the broom. All the keys start flying in one direction, right at Harry. He starts flying and swiping the keys so he can see.

"This complicates things a bit!" I say, gulping.

Harry starts flying all over the place as he grabs a key. "Catch the key!" He shouts as he throws it down. Hermione catches the key and puts it in the lock. The door unlocks and we all go in.

"I don't like this. I don't like this at all." Hermione says.

"Aren't Gryffindor's suppose to be brave?" I chuckled.

"Where are we? A graveyard?" Harry questioned.

"This is no graveyard, it's a chessboard." Ron says, Amazed.

We all walk on the board and the lights turn on. Fires illuminating the board.

"There's the door!" Harry points to a door past the White chess pieces. We walk over but the pawn chess pieces swords blocks the pathway.

"Now what do we do?" Hermione says annoyed.

"It's obvious isn't it? We've got to play our way across the room. All right. Harry, you take the bishops square. Hermione, you'll be the queens side castle, Daisy you be the Kings side castle. As for me, I'll be a knight." Ron directs us to squares. Ron get on the horse

"What happens now?" Hermione questioned.

"Well, white moves first, and then we play."

A pawn on the White side moves and they game begins.

"Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like real wizards chess do you?" Hermione looks worried and scared. I'm nervous now.

"You there, d-5!" Ron points to a pawn and it moves. The White pawn smashes the black pawn. We all jump. Ron gulps. "Yes, Hermione, I think this is going to be exactly like wizards chess."

We continue playing. My piece is out, hermione's is out. "Wait a minuet." Harry shouts, realising. Ron has to sacrifice himself.

"You understand right, Harry. Once I make my move, the queen will take me. Then you'll be free to check the king."

"No! Ron! No!" Harry shouts at him.

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"He's going to sacrifice himself! I shout.

"No, Ron, you can't. There must be another way!" She looks so sad.

"Do you want to stop snape or not? Harry, Daisy, it's you two that have to go on. I know it. Not me, not Hermione. You two. Your siblings. You need to do this." He's not going to give up. "Knight to H-3." he's done it.

Ron moves. "Check." he says nervously. The queen turns and moves. It smashes Rons piece and he falls in the floor. "Ahhh."

"Ron!" We all shout. Hermione starts to go running to him. "No! Don't move! Don't forget, we're still playing!" Harry walks and positions his piece. "Checkmate." the sword of the king falls down and we all run to Ron. "Take care of Ron. Then, go to the owlery. Send a message to Dumbledore. Rons right, we have to go on. Me and Daisy."

"You'll both be okay. Your a great witch Daisy and your a great wizard Harry!" She says, reassuring us.

"Not as good as you." we both say.

"Me? Books and cleverness? There's more important things. Friendship, and bravery. And you two, be careful." We nod.

"Come on brother. Let's do this." I smile and we go.

We walk down a long staircase. The mirror of Erised is there. And so is professor Quirrell. Haha I told them. "I was right." I whispered to Harry.

"You? No. It can't be...Snape. He was the one-"

Quirrel turns around and stops Harry mid sentence. "Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to me, who would suspect p-p-poor s-stuttering professor Quirrel." he stutters and looks at us. "Ah Snape's daughter, I see you came, did you think it was your dad too?"

"No, I knew it was you. My friends didn't believe me." I glared at Harry.

"But that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me." I shook my head. Harry doesn't realise does he.

"No, dear boy, I tried to kill you. and trust me, if Snape's cloak didn't catch fire and broke my eye contact, I would have succeeded. Even with Snape and you child, muttering your little counter curses."

"Snape and you tried to save me?" He questioned looking at me.

"Of corse we did. I wasn't going to let my brother die." I said.

"I knew you, Harry, were danger right from the off. Especially after Halloween."

"Then you let the troll in?" I questioned.

"Very good Snape, Yes. Your dad, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running to the dungeons, he went to the third floor to head me off. He, of corse, never trusted me again. He rarely left me alone." Quirrell looks in the mirror and Harry puts his hand on his scar. "But he doesn't understand. I'm never alone. Never. Now, what does this mirror do? I see what I desire, I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?"

"Durr, it's the mirror or Erised. That's Desire backwards." I say and he gives me a death glare. Okay.

A weird, raspy voice says "use the boy." what?

"Come here! Potter, now!" Harry walks forward shyly.

"Tell me. What do you see?" He snaps.

Harry looked in the mirror and he then checks his pocket. He gasps.

"What is it? What do you see?" Quirrell demands.

"I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the house cup."

"He lies." there's the voice again.

"Tell the truth, what do you see?" He's so snappy. Mans time of the month.

"Let me speak to then." the voice sounds again.

"Master you are not strong enough." Quirrel speaks to his reflection.

"I have strength enough for this." the voice says. Quirrell unwraps his tubas and there is another head on his head. Voldemort. "Harry potter, Daisy Snape. We meet again."

"Voldemort." Harry snaps.

"My lord." I say, bowing my head. Better gain his trust. Don't want to get on his bad side.

"Ah, the girl has manors. Let me talk to her!" He turns to me. "Girl, what house are you in?"

"I'm in Slytherin, my lord." I say, trying to put on a fake tone. Harry is glaring at me.

"Ah, my own house, just like your father. You'd be a good follower of mine."

"I'll think about it, my lord." I say, lying. A bit. I will think about it.

He turns back to Harry. "Yes, you see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another. A mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me, but cannot give me a body of my own. But there's something that can. Something , that conveniently enough, lies in your pocket." Harry turns to run. "Stop him!" Quirrell snaps his fingers and a fire erupts all around the room. We're stuck. "Don't be a fool! Why suffer a horrific death when you can join me and live?" He asks Harry. His tone is cold.

"Never!" Harry shouts. I shake my head.

"Harry, calm down." I shout at him.

"Haha, bravery. Your parents had it too. Daisy's mother. Tell me, Harry, would you like to see your mother and father again? Together, we can bring them back. All I ask for is something in return." Harry takes the stone out his pocket. "That's it Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it. Together, we will do extraordinary things. Just give me the stone!" He shouts and snaps.

"You liar!" Harry shouts back, sounding a bit sad.

"Kill him, save the girl." Quirrell flies over to Harry and starts to pin him down. The stone falls out of Harry's reach and I grab onto it. Harry touches Quirrell and his hand turns into ashes. What? He does it again and his face burns off. He stumbled backwards and he turns into ashes. A dust cloud of Voldemort rushes through me and Harry. It knocks me over and I got an instant headache. Harry's knocked unconscious. I get knocked out too.

I wake up in the hospital wing, wondering how I got there. I sit up and see Harry in a bed next to mine. He's awake too.

"Good afternoon Harry, Daisy. Ah. Tokens from your admirers?" Dumbledore walks in and stands between both beds.

"Admirers?" Harry and I question.

"What happened down in the dungeons between you two and professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows." We all smile. "Ah I see your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble of opening your chocolate frogs." he grabs the box and shows us.

"Ron was here? Is he alright? What about Hermione? And you Daisy?" He asked concerned.

"I'm alright." I smile.

"Fine, they're both fine." he smiles at Harry.

"But what happened to the stone, I only remember letting go of it?"

"I remember grabbing the stone and passing out." I laughed.

"Relax, the stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I had a little chat and agreed it was best all around."

"But Flamel, he'll die won't he?" I asked.

"He has enough elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die."

They talk more about the stone while I start eating some sweets. I'm starving, it feels like I hadn't eaten in a week.

"Ah, Bertie Botts every flavour beans. I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit flavoured one, and since the. I have lost my liking to them. But, I think I could be safe with a nice toffee. Mm... alas! Earwax!" He says biting the bean.

Our little reunion with our friends went asking if everyone was alright. Everyone was and I was glad.

The final feast was a mix of green colours. I was sitting at the Slytherin table next to Pansy and Draco.

Mcgonagall taps her glass and everyone quiets down. "Another year gone and now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awardin, and the points stand as thus, in forth place, Gryffindor with 312 points." Everyone claps except us Slytherins. "Third place, Hufflepuff, with 352 points." everyone claps except Slytherin again. "In second place, Ravenclaw with 426 points. And in first place, with 452 points, Slytherin House!" We all clap because we won.

"We won, yes!" I shout.

"Nice one, mate!" Draco shouts. We look at Ron and Draco sneers at him.

"Yes, yes, well done Slytherin, well done Slytherin. However, recent events must be taken into account. And I have a few last minuets points to award. To Miss Daisy Snape for helping others in need, I award 20 extra points to Slytherin house."

I blush a bit and everyone in Slytherin is cheering at me an giving me high fives. My dad is smiling at me. "Well done Daisy!" Everyone is cheering at me.

"To miss Hermione Granger, for the use of cool intellect when others were in great peril, fifty points." Everyone in Gryffindor cheers. We jut look at them. "To Mr Ronald Weasley, for the best played game of chess that Hogwarts has ever seen these many years, fifty points. And third to Mr Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points." everyone cheers.

"We're tied with Slytherin." Hermione shouts. Of corse they are.

"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 ten points to Neville Longbottom."

There is a lot of cheering. Is Slytherins look down fallen. "All I did was petrify him with a body binding spell what?" I mutter to Draco.

"It's because it's Dumbledore's favourite house." Draco speaks and the Slytherins around us nod.

I wasn't paying attention the what was said next. The Slytherin flags change to Gryffindor and everyone but us throw their hats in the air. Stupid house cup.

The next day, we were going home. I was aloud to take the train today and my dad was going to meet me at the station.

We all waved to Hagrid saying bye. "Come on Harry." Hermione says to Harry.

"One minuet." Harry walks over to Hagrid and he hands him a book. We all get on the train, looking out the window at Harry.

He returns and gets in the train. "It feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?" Hermione questioned.

"I'm not going home, not really." Harry says. The train leaves the station and we all wave bye to Hagrid until we can't see him anymore.

This was going to be a great summer with Harry.