Devil's Child (Harry Potter x Reader Years 1-4) (ON HOLD)

~Quartet United~

y/n's pov

I woke up around 9:30 in the morning and decided to get ready. Harry was still asleep with his arms around my waist so I tried to escape his grip carefully. Once I started to wriggle free, his grip tightened. "No...stay.....you're warm," Harry murmured. I rolled my eyes but smiled nevertheless. "Harry, I have to get ready and I'm pretty sure Hermione and the Weasleys are here. They bicker quite loudly," I laughed. He laughed groggily before he loosened his grip. "Once you're ready come back to lay with me," Harry mumbled. "You need to get ready too, sleepyhead," I whispered into his ear. I felt him shiver and I smiled to myself.

I escaped his grasp and headed to the bathroom where I showered and changed. I wore a large black shirt that I stole from Harry and some jean shorts. I put on some black converse and put my hair into a messy bun. (a/n it just occurred to me you might not be able to do that so if you can't just keep your hair down) Harry was still laying down on the bed. I sighed and sat next to his lying figure. "Harry, babe, you've got to wake up and get ready," I whispered to him. "5 more minutes?" he mumbled. "No, you need to get ready. I'm going downstairs to meet with our friends. Hurry up!" I told him. I kissed his cheek and left the room.

"Control your cat Mione! It's gonna kill Scabbers!" Ron spat angrily. "Cats chase rats Ronald! It's common knowledge!" Hermione shot back. "I don't care why you're fighting but I want that rat dead!" I shouted over them. "What? Why?" Ron huddled over his rat protectively. "I just needed something to stop your bickering somehow and if threatening to kill your rat will do it then that's what I'll do," I told him. I glared at the rat in Ron's hands, knowing it was Pettigrew, and the rat hid in Ron's shirt. I sat down in a chair that was tucked into a long table. 

"I'm warning you Hermione! Keep that bloody cat away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!" Ron threatened. "How intimidating. It's not like she won't know how to turn it back," I muttered to myself. "It's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in their nature!" Hermione defended. "A cat? Is that what they told you? Looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me!" "That's rich coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush!" My attention was now on Harry who silently descended the stairs and was now watching the argument. "Finally! Now I won't be the only one suffering!" I exclaimed. "Harry!" Ron noticed his best friend on the staircase. "Harry!" Hermione now noticed the raven haired boy on the steps.

"Egypt. What's it like?" Harry asked Ron as he took the seat next to me. "Brilliant! Lots of old stuff like mummies, tombs, even Scabbers enjoyed himself!" Ron exclaimed. At the mention of Scabbers I tensed up. Harry seemed to take notice because he put a gentle hand on my shoulder to calm me down. It worked like always and I was now, again, engaged in the conversation about Egypt. "You know Egyptians used to warship cats!" Hermione remarked. "Yeah, along with the dungbeetle!" Ron retorted. I banged my head on the table and groaned in pain and annoyance. Harry chuckled, Hermione glared, and Ron stifled a laugh trying to hold a steady threatening glare.

"Not flashing that clip again are you Ron?" Fred said. "I haven't shown anyone!" Ron returned offended. "Oh, no, not a soul!" George continued. "Unless you count Tom-" "-the day maid-" "-the night maid-" "-the cook-" "-the bloke who came to fix the toilet-" "-or that man from Belgium!" Fred and George finished listing. Wow. "Yeah, Ron mentioned it too no one Harry," I teased even further. "Shove off, y/n!" Ron glared. I just laughed and started playing with Harry's hair. His hair had gotten longer so I was able to make small braids. "What are you doing?" Harry asked as I continued twisting his hair. "Braiding your hair. Why?" I answered. He just shook his head and let out a breathy laugh. "Harry? May I speak to you please?" Mr. Weasley asked once he approached us. They talked for about five minutes but I knew they were talking about Black and how he might be out to kill Harry. I'm honestly surprised Scabbers hasn't tried to yet.

Once we finished breakfast, me and Harry quickly grabbed our belongings and supplies for the year. We headed to Kings Cross around 10:45am. I was teleporting us all to the platform. Even though it was tiring I knew I could regain strength on the train ride. Once we arrived Harry gave me some water knowing that it would help with the exhaustion. "Thank you," I muttered and he nodded his head. 

"I didn't mean to blow her up! It just happened," Harry explained. "Still, it's hilarious!" Ron laughed. "Honestly, Ronald! He's lucky he didn't get expelled!" Hermione scolded. "I think I was lucky not to be arrested actually," Harry replied. There was a compartment with a man in it, huddled and sleeping. He looked oddly familiar. "Come on! This probably the best we've got," Hermione pointed out. We all sat down and I took a sip of my water. "Who is that?" Ron asked as I took another gulp of water. "Professor R. J. Lupin," Hermione answered as I choked on water. Remmy got a job and didn't tell me?! "Are you alright?" Harry asked as started rubbing my back in a comforting way. 

"I'm fine. But he won't be when he wakes up," I muttered back to him. Seeing as I was sitting right next to Remmy, Harry took my shoulders and pushed me towards the other end of the booth while he sat next to Remmy. I laughed to myself. Remmy is like my big brother. I wouldn't actually hurt him. "How is it that she knows everything?" Ron asked me which snapped me out of my thoughts. "It's on his suitcase Ronald," I told him pointing at the suitcase above me. I knew the suitcase he always packed with was probably above my head. Hermione nodded in agreement. "Do you think he's really asleep?" Harry asked. "There's only one way to find out. Ahem. I'm gonna set the train on fire," I muttered next to Remmy. I always check if he's awake that way because he knows I'll really set things on fire. "Don't set the train on fire! We need to get to school somehow!" Ron exclaimed quietly. "It's fine. He's asleep," I murmured to the group. "I've got to tell you something," Harry whispered.