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I gripped my wand tightly, my stomach in knots. The wardrobe in front of me shook and rustled.

"Les, wand at the ready!" Professor Lupin said. I raised my wand in a fighting stance. The people behind me were whispering about what their boggart would be.

But I knew what mine would be. And I was terrified to re-live it.

The boggart emerged and turned into a woman. She was tall, bulky and had lots of tattoos. She shared my blonde hair and grey eyes. My mum. Without being in the state for even a moment she started yelling.

"YOU'RE DELUSIONAL! YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW? YOU'RE HURTING EVERYONE AROUND YOU BY BEING LIKE THIS. YOU CAN'T CHANGE YOUR GENDER, YOU'LL ALWAYS BE A GIRL! NO MATTER WHAT, IN 500 YEARS ARCHEOLOGISTS WILL SEE A WOMAN! YOU STUPID, LITTLE-"

"STUPIFY!" I shouted. The boggart was thrown back into the wardrobe, knocking it over. "RIDICULUS!" I yelled. My mum morphed and she was wearing roller skates. She slipped around and fell over.

The class was laughing but I was on the verge of tears. "Very good Les! Next!" As the next person stepped up I clutched my wand and ran out of the classroom.

"MX. MILLER! WAIT!" Professor Lupin shouted. I just kept running. I sat in the hallway and let it all out.

"Mx. Miller?" I looked up, Professor Lupin was knelt by my side. I wiped my eye with my sleeve.

"Yes Professor?" I asked.

"I'm sorry Mx. Miller. Usually the things students are afraid of are things like, spiders. I didn't expect yours to be about genuine trauma with someone," He explained.

"You wanna know the worst part?" I asked. He nodded. "That was my mum, and that was a combination of every fight we've ever had about my identity," Professor Lupin looked heartbtoken. "I hate going back home for the summer, especially since it's during June," He nodded as I talked about all my issues.

"Wait, did you leave the boggart out?" I asked. His face paled. We ran back to the classroom to see utter chaos. Desks had been knocked over and the boggart in a dragon form was on the ceiling.

"RIDICULUS!," I yelled. The boggart turned into a dragon stuffed animal and fell to the floor. I picked it up and tossed it in the wardrobe.

"I think that's enough for the day, class dismissed,"

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