TRIGGER WARNING: the f-slur is almost said by someone who's not part of the LGBTQIA+ community.
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The Astronomy Tower became (Y/N) and Hermione's "place".
It was the "place" of many other coupl- friend groups, as well, but the two of them liked to think that it was their own.
They went there every Friday, right after their last class. Thankfully, their last class ended at 3:30PM, so they had a lot of time before they had to head to the Great Hall for dinner. They didn't do anything grand when they went. They just talked. And danced. (Y/N) even sings a bit, every now and then. Apparently, she really can sing. Hermione was baffled when she found out this piece of information.
(Y/N) started keeping her song ideas in the same red box that she keeps Hermione's letters in.
Her happy box.
The howlers starting stopping a few months after the school year started. It definitely took a load off of her shoulders. There were many people, like Luna Lovegood, who stuck by her throughout it all. Luna, bless her, couldn't hate anyone even if she wanted to. She managed to see the good in everyone and everything. Despite being a year younger, (Y/N) looked up to her quite a bit.
Luna came up to her one day in the courtyard, a book in hand. She was reading it upside down, but she didn't seem to mind. "Hello, (Y/N)," Luna says with a smile.
(Y/N) turns, smiling. "Hello, Luna. How are you doing?"
"I'm quite well. None of my shoes have gone missing," Luna says contentedly. (Y/N) shakes her head.
"You should really do something about that. I would be quite upset if people kept taking and hiding my shoes," (Y/N) says.
"It's alright. I know that they're having fun. That's what matters, right?" Luna closes her book and looks at (Y/N). "You seem distressed. Has a Slytherin gone up to you yet? The wrackspurts around you are all green," Luna says worriedly.
(Y/N) blinks and stutters out, "Uh, not that I know of? Why, should I be looking out for one?"
Luna shakes her head, "No. I looked at the wrackspurts wrong. This Slytherin will make you quite happy, (Y/N)," she explains.
(Y/N)'s mouth falls open a bit. "What?"
Luna smiles, waves, and walks away slowly. (Y/N) furrows her brows together, trying to figure out what on earth she means.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walk up to her, holding parchment and books. Harry was in front of Ron and Hermione, with Hermione and Ron's arms interlocked. (Y/N) notices, not realizing that she has a distressed look on her face. Hermione was ranting about something that happened in her Ancient Runes class until she saw the look on (Y/N)'s face. "Hey, (Y/N). You alright?" Hermione asks calmly.
(Y/N) blinks and nods slowly. "Luna just told me to look out for a Slytherin, and that the Slytherin will 'make me quite happy,'" she explains. Hermione turns her head sharply.
"What does she mean by that?" Hermione questions.
(Y/N) shrugs, turning to look at Malfoy's "friend group" that just walked into the courtyard. Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle all walked behind Malfoy, like they were his bodyguards.
"Well, there's a bunch of Slytherins right there," Ron says, rolling his eyes.
Malfoy and his "friends" see them and decide to walk over, probably to start trouble. Malfoy has a smug look on his face, while Crabbe and Goyle try to copy it. They don't look very intimidating.
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