I am so, so, SO sorry that I took so long to update! I've been kinda having writer's block for a while, and real life intervened...

Anyway, back on track...review answering time!

CrazyJanaCat: Due to the way wizard magic works, what used to be a green spell of pure intent was, over time, perverted into something that could be used for evil. As for spells not working, that was in a Soul Magic fight, ie a fight between souls. The Stunning spell used to be a very powerful Determination spell that, in essence, knocked the victim out through sheer willpower, but was weakened over time to make it easier for wizards to use.

Drygannon: Maybe it will, maybe it won't. Given time to take a step back from MistTale for a bit, though, I've been given a chance to hear more different types of music, which means what was originally going to be his theme might end up being something entirely different.

iforgotmyname: I've always liked reading through my childhood, and have always been extremely advanced when it came to both comprehension and application. When I started writing in early high school, it was easy for me to come up with ideas, but sometimes hard for me to keep them going. I guess I just...practiced a lot, found my writing style, and rolled with it.

A.M.I.C M.C: No, 'Egghead', as you put it, is not possessing Toriel. She's good. It's all good in the hood.

Uncanny Player: No, actually. The curse hit her head on. Monster magic is just more powerful than Soul magic that was weakened to the point of being unrecognizable. It just left her magically exhausted.

TheNorwegianAuthor: No, Godric's Hollow was not the village. The skeleton village was wiped off the map entirely when it was invaded. Also, yes and yes.

Joannabear43: For a moment, yes.

Thank you as well to Ender the multiverse Detective, buterflypuss, firesage101, Basket in a Nutcase, Her, ivanganev1992, and vampireharry the 2 for reviewing!

"Wait, Madam Pomfrey, you say she was brought in by a unicorn, of all creatures?!"

"makes sense to me."

"Sans, you don't understand! Unicorns are very picky with who they choose to be around. To think that one would associate with a-"

"unicorns like monsters, if that's what you're getting at. s'actually well known that when monsters lived on the surface before, monsters and unicorns worked together a lot."

"WHAT SANS SAYS IS CORRECT. ALL YOUNG MONSTERS LEARN THE TALES OF HOW UNICORNS USED TO HELP MONSTERS WHENEVER THEY COULD."

"...very well then. Would either of you be willing to help lead the unicorn back outside, then?"

"on it."

"yo uni, i'll show you the way out if you follow me."

Thank you, Ambassador. Toriel Stargehser will be will soon, yes?

"yeah. the sage healer's got it under control now."

*You ask what Professor McGonagall means when she says your mother is in the Hospital Wing.

"It means exactly what it sounds like, Ind. Dreemurr. I was informed this morning that Professor Toriel is in the Hospital Wing due to a fit of magical exhaustion. I won't go into details, but you are free to visit her when you have the free time today."

*You thank Professor McGonagall for passing along the information.

"It wasn't a problem, Ind. Dreemurr."

"It is with a heavy heart that I inform you all that Professor Quirrell has departed from our number. I will be teaching all Defense Against the Dark Arts classes from now until the end of the semester, seeing as how we only have a few weeks left.

"yo catsup, you know what really happened? think i overslept this morning."

"You know what my name is, Sans."

"yeah, but when don't i give out nicknames?"

"True. Very well...Quirrell was discovered this morning in the Mad Dummy's room of the Vault. He...didn't make it."

"dummy's a tough customer. even frisk only managed to win through intervention from another monster."

Sans' usual grin looked less forced than usual as he wandered the classroom, watching as the students...his students...did their best to practice calling forth their songs. A quarter of the class had been forced to drop the course, seeing as how they were too uncomfortable with a monster pulling the culmination of their very being into the visible spectrum, but that only made life easier on Sans. Less papers to grade, less people to teach, less work overall.

A theme was quickly noticed between the students before him, showing a way to make it easier to teach students in the future. For example, those with souls of purer color tended to have an easier time learning how to summon their soul than those with more mixed colors. That meant that those with more mixed souls would need to have Papyrus sent after them for extra tutoring, either before finals or in the future.

Sans doubted he'd find the energy to do it himself, even if he was more experienced than Papyrus and knew more about Soul Magic.

It took a week for Toriel to finally recover enough to be able to resume teaching her classes, much to the happiness of her students. Seeing as how Undyne had somehow gotten recruited to teach Monster History, it most likely more out of relief than genuine class enjoyment. Nevertheless, Toriel managed to easily catch her class up on what they had missed while she was gone.

As time passed, final exams fell upon Hogwarts, sending almost all students into a panic. The heat of the rooms they were locked into for exams combined with the stress was enough to get to any of them...except two of the monster students: Fire Girl, who looked completely at home in the heat, and Mistral, who still wore his obviously thick cloak.

It still confused most people that he was able to not be bothered by the temperature.

One of the last exams that the first years had to take was the Soul Magicks exam, which incidentally was the most feared of the exams offered. Seeing as how the class hadn't existed before the current year, no one knew how or what the exam would be on.

The atmosphere was so tense it could almost be cut with a knife when Sans walked into the room, his soul's song playing softly. He sat down at the desk in the front of the room and put his feet up. "ok, i'm handling final exams. first, i want you guys to pull out your souls if you're human."

Half the class gulped in fear as every human collectively held their hands over their chests, made fists, and pulled. Eventually, every human in the room had a different colored heart hovering in front of them.

"cool. you all passed. congratz. now get out."

Everyone stared at Sans. Was he actually serious?

Frisk, being the first one to snap out of the shock, got up from their seat and swaggered out of the room.

Once it was realized that no, Sans wasn't joking, the humans filed out of the room.

"ok, monster test time. mk, get up here." Hesitantly, Monster Kid walked up to the front of the room. "all i want ya to do is to use orange magic to walk through the desk. your parents worked with you on that, right?"

A grin spread itself across Monster Kid's face. "Y-yeah, Professor! I got this!" With a loud cry, MK's entire body began glowing a bright orange. After taking a moment to steady himself, the lizardlike monster charged through the desk.

"nice job. you passed."

MK's eyes widened. "Really? Thanks, Professor! Nyeh-heh-heh!" MK charged out of the room excitedly, almost seeming to have stars in his eyes.

"fire girl." Said elemental monster walked up to the front of the room, leaving Mistral sitting alone in the back. "you know any green magic?"

Fire Girl nodded, reaching over and setting a piece of parchment on the teacher's desk on fire. It quickly burned to ashes. Once it was nothing more than a pile, the elemental held her hands around the ashes, which slowly began to glow and reform into a whole sheet of parchment once more. After a few moments, it looked as though the parchment had never been set on fire.

"nice job. you passed."

Mistral, knowing that he was the last person in the room, walked up to the front for his test. "whaddya want me to do, professor?"

Sans put a finger on his mandible, looking as though he was thinking hard on what he should have his brother do. "how about...think fast!" Mid sentence, a parchment airplane was sent wizzing at Mistral's skull. Before it could collide, though, it turned a dark blue and began zipping around the room at an incredible pace. Deciding that his brother needed a win, the elder of the two skeletons pretended not to notice as it got closer and closer to hitting him in the back of the skull. It hit without so much as a twitch from Sans.

Once it hit, Mistral lowered his left hand, his blue left eye dimming down to its normal white dot. "how'd i do?" he asked with a grin.

Sans' cheek bones raised themselves up slightly. "nice job. you passed."

Slytherin ended up winning the house cup, as the many decorations around the Great Hall for the end-of-year feast proved. Frisk, Mistral, and Hermione didn't seem to care, however. The trio kept to themselves at the end of the table, celebrating the end of the year. They had gotten through what life had thrown at them through the semester, and that was all they cared about."

The train ride back to London was mostly uneventful, other than Mistral successfully daring Frisk to eat every bean in package of Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Beans (which Frisk, through sheer Determination, managed to finish) and Hermione insisting that Frisk and Mistral visit her at least once over the holidays (Make sure you visit us, too.).

When the train finally pulled into the station, the trio were some of the first people to get off the train. Almost the entirety of the monster population had shown up to the station, all wanting to celebrate the return of their children. Only Jerry was missing from the monster crowd (not that anyone cared to notice). Hermione lowered her head slightly, already beginning to miss her friends. Who was to say that they wouldn't forget about her with all the friends they obviously had at home?

"There you are, Hermione!" Said girl jumped as a hand landed on her shoulder. She looked behind her to see her father's face beaming down on her. "Miss Toriel was kind enough to invite us over for a week now that school's over for you, Mistral, and Frisk. You're not too sick of your friends yet, are you?"

A smile threatened to break Hermione's face. "We get to go see Frisk and Mistral?"

"We're leaving with them, in fact."

Hermione could already tell that this was shaping up to be the best summer vacation ever.

Woo! End of Book 1! Later books will also be in this story, but the first book is done. Sorry if it felt a bit rushed at the end, but I couldn't really find a way to make it flow well enough in my mind.

All monsters know about unicorns. Why wouldn't they?

McGonagall acknowledges that Frisk is neither male nor female, at least.

Quirrell, who didn't know that the stone was taken, went through the trapdoor as planned. However, he didn't expect the Mad Dummy to be so hard to get by. Essentially, Dummy killed Quirrell, which released Voldemort into his weird wraith form. YAY DEATH AND DESTRUCTION!

Sans is lazy, so he's gonna do exams in a lazy way.

No extra points to Gryffindor means Slytherin wins the house cup again.

Am I the only one that can definitely see Frisk eagerly taking a dare to eat Every Flavor Beans, if only to put their Determination to the test? Undyne would probably be easier to convince to do it, but I can see Frisk doing it too.