.6. Troll in the Dungeon

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     You felt someone staring at you the next day. You looked up to see Aiden squinting his eyes at you as if trying to figure something out. You glanced towards Raven's seat to see it empty. She had forgotten one of her books and was gone to retrieve it. You looked back at him to see him still having the same look on his face. You got annoyed and finally asked him what he was doing staring at you.

     "Oh, nothing. Just trying to figure out what you were doing outside the common room way past midnight." He responded looking at you with suspicious eyes.

     "I had to go somewhere." You said not wanting to elaborate before turning back to your breakfast.

     "Well, someone is staring at you, and it's not me-" Aiden muttered looking towards the Gryffindor's table. You followed his gaze and locked eyes with green ones. The said person's cheek turned a bit pink due to embarrassment before he looked away.

     "I am ... back. " Raven said breathing heavily. She sat down and poured herself some water.

     "Woah! Calm down. Did you just run a whole mathron or something?" Aiden said mixing the muggle word 'marathon' with 'mathron'. But you didn't feel like correcting him.

     As the owls flooded into the Great Hall, as usual, your attention was caught at once by a long, thin package carried by six large screech owls. It was dropped near a certain famous ravenette.

     "Is it just me or does that parcel look like a broomstick? Aren't first years not allowed to have broomsticks?" Aiden remarked while pouring himself some coffee.

     "Y/N you got a letter. " Raven told you and you saw Sebastian landing near your plate. You untied the letter and this time he didn't turn away. You patted his head but he didn't bite your finger. At least he wasn't mad at you anymore.

     On Halloween morning you woke up to the delicious smell of baking pumpkin wafting through the corridors. You couldn't help but have a bad feeling about today. Were you forgetting something?

     You and the others were on your way to Herbology when the doors to Charm's class opened. It seemed like their class just ended. You and your friends stopped to let them pass when you heard Ron say, "It's no wonder no one can stand her, she's a nightmare, honestly."

     You had a sudden urge to punch Ron in the face when you caught a glimpse of a tearful Hermione. But just then Professor Flitwick came out of the class. Not wanting to get detention you just walked by the duo, but not before bumping your shoulder into Ron's back. You heard him yell a 'Hey!' but you didn't turn around to apologize. You just kept walking with your friends who were arguing over how much sugar you should add to coffee.

     The movie didn't do justice to the Halloween Feast. It was ten times better than you expected. But they still didn't have cold soba. Maybe next time you should visit the Kitchen in your free time. You were helping yourself to a desert when Quirrellmort came sprinting into the hall, his turban askew and look of terror, which he probably practiced in front of the mirror, on his face. You frowned at him as he reached Professor Dumbledore's chair, slumped against the table, and gasped, "Troll — in the dungeons — thought you ought to know."

     'Wait- I forgot about Hermione!' You cursed yourself for forgetting this scene while all the students around you were panicking. It took several purple firecrackers exploding from the end of Professor Dumbledore's wand to bring silence.

     "Prefects," he rumbled, "lead your Houses back to the dormitories immediately!"

     "Sucks to be a Slytherin then," Aiden commented before glancing at the 'unconscious' Quirrellmort. "Isn't he supposed to be our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?"

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