"So,"Daphne said, sticking a forkful of vegetables in her mouth. "You-Know-Who was actually on the back of Quirrell's head? Kinda creepy."

"How else can you explain the turban?"Blaise asked. "I highly doubt a prince, or whatever he said at the beginning of the year, gave it to him."

"But what was up with the garlic?"Addriene questioned. "Is that what You-Know-Who smelt like? Gross."Blaise and Daphne laughed.

The End of Term feast. Addriene, Daphne, and Blaise had survived their first year in Slytherin House and all their efforts had been rewarded. They were dining under Slythern colours tonight, winning the House Cup easily since Gryffindor had been knocked into last place because of two-thirds of the dream team. Other Houses may not be happy that Slytherin won the cup for the eighth year in a row, but the Slytherins sure didn't mind. Severus kept sending a smirk to Professors Sprout, Flitwick, and McGonagall, the Heads of the other Houses.

"I can't believe that Quirrell died though,"Addriene said thoughtfully. "How did Potter get him again?"

"No one knows,"Adrian pitched in from beside her. "He's not telling, even though the whole school knows about the Stone and everything that was guarding it."

"I wonder what they did with poor Fluffy?"Daphne questioned.

"Probably set him loose in the Forbidden Forest. I'd hate to get caught in there. Werewolves, minotaurs, and Fluffy, Oh My!"Blaise quipped. The four of them laughed.

Everyone fell silent once Dumbledore stood up. He smiled at the entire hall, his eyes just glancing over at the Slytherin table.

"Another year gone!"he said cheerfully. "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are a little fuller than they were...you have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before next year starts.

"Now, as I understand it, the House Cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points,"meager applause from the Gryffindor table."In third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two,"Hufflepuffs are finally happy that they finished in something other than last."Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six points and Slytherin, four hundred and seventy-two."

The cheering and rooting from the Slytherin table was loud, filling the entire Great Hall even if the other tables were glaring at them. Some people were even banging their goblets on the table to make the noise louder.

"Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin,"Dumbledore said. "However, recent events must be taken into account."

"Old man say what?"Daphne asked. There were no smiles at the Slytherin table, the entire room was still.

"Ahem,"said Dumbledore. "I have a few last minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes...

"First -- to Mr. Ronald Weasley for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor House fifty points."

"WHAT!"but the Slytherins remark was dulled over by the Gryffindor cheers. Then there was silent again.

"Second -- to Miss Hermione Granger for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor House fifty points,"the cheers from the Gryffindors were even louder than before. They were a hundred points up. Addriene took a glance up at her father to see that he was angry at Dumbledore for doing this.

"Third -- to Mr. Harry Potter,"even though the room was deadly quiet, all the Slytherins had a 'Of course' look on their faces, "for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor House sixty points."

The cheering was deafening. Those who could add up knew that Gryffindor now had four hundred and seventy-two points -- exactly the same as Slytherin.

"Dumbledore is sure making a lot of enemies,"Adrian muttered darkly. The Slytherins around him nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore raised his hand for silence. "There are all kinds of courage,"he said, the snarky bastard. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."

The cheering was loud, no House - besides Slytherin anyway - wanted Slytherin to win. Daphne put her face in her arms, she was crying quietly. They had worked so hard all year. Blaise rubbed her back and Addriene looked up at her father. He was glaring at Dumbledore and didn't even look as McGonagall smirked his way.

"Which means,"Dumbledore called over the storm of applause, "we need a little change of decoration." He clapped his hands and the green hangings that had flown proudly from the ceiling became scarlet, the silver became gold; the huge Slytherin serpent vanished and a towering Gryffindor lion took its place. Severus was shaking Professor McGonagall's hand with a horrible, forced smile.

"Bloody lions,"were the words that every single Slytherin at the Slytherin table said under their breath.

Soon it was time to leave. All the wardrobes were empty and all the trunks were back. They were handed warning papers to not perform magic over the summer. Instead of traveling with the other first years back across the lake, Addriene was staying in the castle for the next two weeks while her father finished getting everything together. She said her goodbyes to her friends before they left.

"See you next year,"Adrian said to her before getting with his - now third year - friends and getting in a horseless carriage that would take them to Hogsmeade Station. Addriene waved him goodbye before turning back to her two best friends.

"Promise you'll write?"Daphne asked the both of them.

"Of course Daph,"Blaise said. "Why would we not?"

"Maybe we can get together to do some school shopping in Diagon,"Addriene suggested. "After our supply lists arrive." The other two nodded and all three were soon in a huge group hug.

"Friends till the end?"Daphne asked.

"To the end of the end,"Addriene and Blaise replied. All three laughed and they broke apart from their hug. Addriene waved the entire time that they got in the boats and were magically transported back across the Black Lake.

Addriene felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned around to see her dad. She smiled up at him and leaned against his chest. Her first year was now complete and it was everything she had always dreamed it would be.

Hopefully there would be no corrupt Defense teachers, You-Know-Who, or ransacking trolls next year. Once was enough for a lifetime.

We have reached the end of Addriene Snape's first year! Tadah! One last time for now, Disclaimer: I ONLY OWN ADDRIENE!

Review please, make me happy! :)

-Write in Raine