𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞¹⁻⁷ [HARRY POTTER X Y/N]

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋: 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌

"say one more thing about my mother, and i swear -"

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙅𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 | 𝖥𝖮𝖴𝖱
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Y/N STUMBLED over her feet, as she shut the door in front her closed, recreating that situation over and over in her head.  She rushed through the hallways, looking for a sign that pointed to the direction of the restroom. Once she found the girls' compartment, she had to wait in line, which was only three other girls.

Finally, the doorway was clear, and she saw what seemed a small room, but when she entered the restroom, the size had changed into a larger area. There was a mirror above a sink that faced the door and a stall in the corner where she changed her clothes. There was a sudden thud that made Y/n jump when she was putting on her heavy weight cloak.

She slid the door open, scanning her surroundings, locating a brown, bushy-haired girl, already in her Hogwarts robes, searching underneath a wooden cabinet, becoming visibly annoyed.  "Argh - where's the toad," she said, in a bossy sort of tone, backing up with her palms.

"Are you okay?" Y/n  asked, but she must have startled her, because the girl bumped her head on the top of the cabinet, "Oh, I'm sorry," she added, helping her get up.

"No, it's okay," she said. Y/n noticed she had rather two large front teeth when she spoke, "Holy crickets," she whispered once she caught a look at her face, "I know you!"

"You do?" she shouldn't have been surprised by now, but it was still somewhat difficult getting used to the idea that everyone knew her name, her family, and could judge her simply based on what other people knew.

"You're Y/n Sinclair. I've read all about you in some of my books that I bought to learn more about the wizarding world - I'm a muggle born. You're mom got recruited at a young age, didn't she? Are you thinking of playing Quidditch as well -?" the girl stopped once she noticed that Y/n couldn't keep up. "Sorry, let me introduce myself properly. I'm Hermione Granger."

"It's okay, no need to apologize," said Y/n. "Nice to meet you, Hermione. What we're you looking for by the way? Maybe I can lend a hand?"

"It't good to finally meet you as well - I'm looking for a toad. A boy named Neville lost him," said Hermione, "we were sharing a compartment when the door opened and it jumped out."

"Well, maybe we can use the tracking spell?" Y/n suggested, pulling the wand from behind her ear, "there's probably a thousand pets on the train - but we can still try."