[ON HOLD] My Love at Hogwarts (Harry Potter x Reader)

Chapter 4: It's Levi-O-sa

~~☆☾❀ -Y/n's POV- ❀☾☆~~

"One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation, the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you all have your feathers?" He asks, Hermione raises hers. "Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing, hmm? The swish and flick. Everyone."

"The swish and flick." We chorus.

"Good. And enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go then."

The class begin to enunciate and doing the movements on their feathers

"Wingardium Levio-saaa."

"Wingardium Leviosar! Ron waves his wand really fast numerous times. Hermione stops him.

"Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-o-sa, not Leviosar."

"You do it then if you're so clever. Go on, go on."

Hermione straightens up and swishes her wand.

[Happening at the same time]

"Wingardium Leviosa" Harry says from beside me, trying to get his feather in the air.

"Swish and flick, Harry." I say, laughing at his attempts, "I have no idea what you're doing Harry."

"Wanna show me?"

You roll your eyes and pick up your wand. Swish and flick. "Wingardium Leviosa."

"Wingardium Leviosa." I hear Hermione say. Both of our feathers glow and lift up. We glance at each other and grin as we watch the feathers float.

"Oh, well done! Both Ms. L/n and Ms. Granger have done it! Oh, splendid!"

Ron puts his head on his books dejectedly. Seamus begins swishing at his feather madly.

"Wingard Leviosa!"

"Well done, you tw-"

An explosion flashes. Flitwick gasps as everyone in the class turns to the source of the explosion.

"Whoa! Ooh." Seamus is charred again. His feathers, now smoldering to ashes.

"I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor."

"Well, duh." I say so only Harry can hear.

Neville, Harry, Ron, and Seamus are walking through a courtyard with other students all around. I'm walking with Hermione, just talking about school and homework.

"It's Levioooosa, not Leviosaaaar." Ron mimicking Hermione. "She's a nightmare, honestly. No wonder she hasn't got any friends!"

Hermione rushes past Ron, hugging her books and sniffling in tears.

"I think she heard you."

"Hermione, wait!" But she's gone. I turn back to Ron. "Why would you say something like that, you daft dimbo?!" I say hitting him thrice on the arm with my book.

"Well, it's true!" Ron says, trying to defend himself.

"If you neglected to notice, because you're too busy being a complete arse to Hermione, I'm her friend." I say menacingly. "Now. I'm going to go find her. Don't think she'd want to talk to you right now, but if you haven't apologized to her by the end of the week, they might have to send me to Askaban!" I say and run after Hermione.

"Hermione? Are you here?" I entered the girls' bathroom, I had already looked in the common room, dormitories, great hall, as well as about a dozen classrooms. I hear sniffles coming from a stall. "Hermione?" I hear the lock click open and I gently push open the door. I see that Hermione's eyes are bright red. "Oh..." I rush over to her and pull her into a tight hug. "Ronald's an idiot." I say, rolling my eyes. "Hit him for you, not dead yet though '' She managed to let out a laugh at that. A pull away from the hug and wipe away her tears with my sleeve. "You okay, now?" She nods.