I'm a What? (Harry Potter Girls x Harry Potter Twin! Male Reader) Book 1

5 - Seeking Legilimency and Occlumency Lessons

(A/n Be prepared, it's a long one)

"You're joking,"

Dinner time had arrived and Harry and (Y/N) had just finished telling Ron and Draco about what had happened when they had left the grounds with Professor McGonagall earlier in the day. Ron had a piece of a steak and kidney pie halfway to his mouth, but had completely forgotten about about it, and, due to being rapt with awe, Draco completely forgot about the salt he was putting on his steak, leaving the piece of meat buried under a mountain (Literally).

"(Y/N) is seeker and Harry is chaser?" Draco said

"But first-years never - you two must be the youngest house players in about-" Ron said

"- a century," Harry and (Y/N) interrupted, with Harry shovelling pie in excitement and (Y/N), taking a more civilised approach to eating his stir fry than Harry was with his pie. However, neither boy could deny they felt really hungry from the earlier excitement, "Wood told us."

Ron was so amazed and impressed that he just sat there and gaped at the two, but Draco was very enthusiastically shaking (Y/N)'s hand saying congratulations more than was probably needed.

"We start training next week," Harry said

"Only don't tell anyone, Wood want is kept a secret," (Y/N) finished.

Fred and George had come into the Great Hall, spotted the twins and rushed over.

"Well done," George said, "Wood told us. We are on the team too - beaters,"

"I tell you we are going to win that Quidditch Cup this year," said Fred, "We haven't won since Charlie left, but this year's team is going to be brilliant. You two must amazing. Wood was practically skipping when he told us."

(Mini timeskip, brought to you by Ron choking on a piece of steak and Draco slapping his back, only for this piece of steak to slap Blaise Zabini in the face, much to the enjoyment of the Gryffindor table)

"Having a last meal? When are you two getting on the train back to the muggles?" Zabini spat

"You're a lot braver now you are on the ground and have your little trolls to protect you," Harry replied coolly. Of course, there was nothing little about Crabbe and Goyle, but as there was teachers at the high table they could do little more than crack their knuckles and scowl.

"I'd take you on any time on my own," said Zabini, "Tonight, if you want. Wizard's duel. Wands only - no contact. What's the matter? Never heard of a wizard's duel before, I suppose?"

"Of course he has," said Ron, wheeling round, "I'm his second, who's yours"

Zabini looked at Crabbe and Goyle as if he was sizing them up.

"Crabbe," he said. "Midnight alright? We'll meet you in the trophy room. That's always unlocked."

When Zabini had gone, Harry looked desperately towards (Y/N), Ron and Draco and asked, "What is a wizard duel? And what do you mean you are my second?"

"Well, dearest brother, a second's there to take your place if you die," (Y/N) said casually, continuing to eat his now cold stir fry. Catching the look on Harry's face he quickly added, "But people only die in proper wizard duels, you know, with real wizards. The most you and Zabini will be able to do is throw sparks at each other. Neither of you know enough magic to be able to do any serious damage. I bet he expected you to refuse anyway."

"And what if I wave my wand, and nothing happens?"

"Throw the wand away and punch him on the nose," Ron suggested.