greyheart; year 4↳h.potter x reader

𝙄𝙑. 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙢𝙧. 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

"Wow," I stepped around Hermione's arm who held open the tent, my eyes scanning the large area we would be staying in for the night.

I had grown up around magic forever but it doesn't change how amazing the whole thing is.

The little tent from the outside exploded into this large magical space large enough for the whole Weasley family plus some.

Hermione joined my side, her eyes taking in the space that was laid out in front of us.

"It's just like magic," Hermione spoke offhandedly, a smile forming on her lips once she realized what she had said.

"You don't say!"

She bumped her shoulder with mine, smiling when Sage called us to pick a bed on their side. Mr. Weasley was yelling at the twins for having their feet on the table, it felt exactly how I imagined.

"I call the top bunk!" Hannah didn't even stop beside Hermione and I before she was running to Sage, trying to call a bed.

"She's going to fall off in the middle of the night," Hermione took her bag, pointing to Hannah who was already crawling to the top.

"Definitely."

Hermione and I waved at the boys from the other side, Noah already trying to rope Harry and Ron into who knew what.

"(Y/N)! Sleep beside me," Sage pointed to the bunk across from hers, smiling when I threw my stuff on top of it with a smile. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching Ginny climb onto the bunk above Ginny, Hannah having her own bunk, and Hermione taking the one above me.

"Who are you cheering for?" Hermione looked down at me, her chin resting in her hand while another light held a small paperback book.

"Ireland, everyone in the family loves 'em," I shrugged, turning and laying my back against the sheets while looking up at her slightly.

"She isn't wrong, Noah used to write the captain letters when he was younger," Sage smirked, looking up when Ginny started to laugh.

"No way, I wasn't even that sad!" Ginny pocked Noah for good fun, something he deserved after all the pranks he and Lee pulled this summer.

"Oi!"

I looked up, spotting the two red-headed twins standing at the opening outside the tent with little wicked smiles.

"We're going to find some Ireland pride, wanna join?" George rocked on his heels slightly while Fred practically jumped up and down.

"I'll come," I pushed off the bed, skipping lightly over to George's side who knew his arm over my shoulder.

"Me!" Hannah almost fell over as she rushed to Fred's side, who almost picked her up before she moved last minute.

"I suppose if you two are going," Hermione slowly slipped from her bed, smiling when Hannah started clapping.

"I'll go if Sage goes," GInny pointed out, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at her brothers.

"Then come on." Sage was at my side in seconds, smiling up at me proudly as we linked arms.

"Half the tent's come, Freddie."

"Should have left without 'em."

The large group left our side of the tent, walking to Noah, Harry, and Ron who all stood at the entrance of the large tent. Nothing was said between anyone else as we slipped from the cool tent to the hot sun of the outside.

I could almost feel my clothes sticking to me, I took off the light jacket I wore and slipped it around my waist.

"I feel like we haven't talked in forever."