The Son of Mystery - Harry Potter Male Insert

The Wand and The Weasley's

Y/N Lynx was not usually a boy who got nervous. He had never had a real reason for it, growing up in an orphanage where the most exciting thing that happened rare trips out together, as though they were a real family, Y/N had never held an idea to the emotion of nerves, except for today.

Today was the day when Y/N and David, the owner of the Lynx orphanage, would be visiting a place only listed as 'Diagon Alley'. After several days of communication with the stranger only known as M.McGonagall, David had been given a time and location for the two of them to meet the wizarding family that McGonagall had so very kindly asked to help them. This had not however, helped in calming Y/N's nerves. In fact, it only seemed to make them worse.

Now, riding the on a bus sat next to David, Y/N was getting more and more scared every second. They had been informed to take the bus into London, which cost them a fair amount of money, and then were told to wait once they had got off the bus. Y/N had ran this information through his head so many times that he thought it might explode.

David could see that Y/N was nervous, so in a comforting manner, he rubbed his hand across Y/N's white hair, completely messing it up in the process. David gave Y/N a cheeky grin, to which he responded with one of his own, feeling slightly more at ease knowing that at least one person he knew would be experiencing this at the same time as him.

A little while later, the duo had arrived at their destination and exited the bus. Y/N looked around nervously, what if this had been some sort of elaborate prank? David was looking around for any sign of what could be a 'wizarding family' when suddenly, there was a loud pop behind them, briefly followed by what looked to be some strange green smoke as three people emerged from a hole in the side of an ally-way just behind where David and Y/N were stood.

The three people were definitely not what could be considered normal. The two older ones, who were obviously the parents, were dressed in elaborate robes that stood out, whilst the young boy who was with them had tried his best to look 'normal'. The three people had dazzlingly ginger hair, with the older male seemingly losing some of his, as he was balding. The woman dusted herself off and her son, and they approached David and Y/N.

"Excuse me" began the woman, "your name wouldn't happen to be David would it?" she asked David as she walked over to them, with the two males straggling behind her. David, who was shell shocked by their magical appearance, simply nodded his head.

The woman clapped her hands joyfully, "Oh wonderful! We're in the right place, which means you must be the young wizard we have been told about! What is your name dearie?" she asked Y/N as she looked towards him, very motherly like. The young boy facepalmed behind her and winked at Y/N and couldn't help but giggle before responding to her, "My name is Y/N Lynx, pleasure to meet you!"

It was as though a cold wind had passed down the necks of both of the parents, they both stopped for a moment, seemingly shocked, before recomposing themselves. The father, attempting to look as inconspicuous as possible, stepped in front of his son. The woman had seemed to regain herself, as she began speaking again, "Ah... I see. W-well, my name is Mrs. Weasley, you can just call me that, follow us" she said loudly. With that, she turned on her heels and began walking down the street, having a hushed conversation with her husband. The young ginger boy, who Y/N still didn't know the name of, had slowly broken away from his parents and was now walking side by side with Y/N, rather awkwardly, before he decided to break the tension.

"Sorry about that, sometimes my parents are a bit strange around muggle-borns, my dad especially. I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley." the boy extended his hand to shake, and Y/N, not completely convinced about Ron's tale of his parents, shook the hand anyway, and let out a sigh of relief that he was nicer than expected.