This is a HarryPotterxReader fan fic, this is my first ever fan fiction that I have ever done. I hope you guys enjoy it and if you find a mistake that I put, PLEASE comment about it and correct me. Like I said, this is my first ever story, and I hop...
Y'all I started writing this at 10:42pm so some stuff might be off at the beginning lol. And I'm also writing this like a week or two after I started
(Update): It's been a month since I last edited this 👁️👄👁️
Also, this is gonna be a LONG chapter because I haven't updated in forever.
Also gonna start writing random facts at the end of chapters 😃
(update September 12th 😃) I last updated this in like March bro. Fucking march- this is gonna be a half assed chapter, I don't like writing in Harry's POV idk why 😭)
~Harry's POV~
It's been a couple of days since Hermione has been petrified and Y/n has gone missing.
The whole school is panicking over Y/n's disappearance, including me and Ron. And we're also scared that Hermione has been petrified.
She's the brains in the group. She's really smart and she usually finds out everything.
And Y/n is the one that gets us through everything. She always is there for us if we need her. Despite everything that has happened this year.
Ron and I are walking down the hospital wing to the familiar bed that Hermione's petrified body was on.
We saw the body and I still wince at it. Just looking at her wide-eyed expression.
I sat on one chair beside her, and Ron sat on the other chair.
"D-do you think she'll be like this forever?" Ron asks.
"No," I shake my head. "We can't think like that. The Professors are making potions to un-petrify all the students." I reassure.
I still had a weird feeling in my stomach. I grabbed onto Hermione's clenched hand, and felt something.
I looked down at that hand and I realized that there was something she was holding.
I recognized it as a piece of paper, and I very carefully took it out of Hermione's grasp so I don't rip it.
I ruffled open the paper and Ron looked at me, realizing I have something.
I read the page:
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I read the word "Pipes" in Hermione's handwriting over and over again on the ripped out page, until I processed what it meant.
"Ron, a basilisk! That's it! A basilisk is the thing that has been petrifying everyone!" I exclaim.
"But is says that if you make eye contact with the basilisk you'll die! They're petrified. Not dead!" Ron reckons.
I thought about that for a moment before I realized how everyone got petrified.
