Serendipity | Fred Weasley X Reader

⋅•☆Chapter 21 - Pixies☆•⋅

Y/n's POV

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We were currently attending DADA with Lockhart being the teacher today. I love DADA but this wasn't DADA, it was "10 things about Gilderoy Lockhart taught by the man himself".

I looked towards Hermione to see that she looked quite infatuated. I cringed at the sight. I looked at Harry and Ron to see that they've got the same uncomfortable look as I. Nearly the majority of the girls were having that in-awe look, even some boys. I just read my book, hoping for the class to be over.

My attention was brought back into the class when he proceeded to walk towards an object that was covered with a cloth.

"Now what you are about to see is one of the many creatures you may encounter in your life. Just know that no harm will befall you whilst I am here." He tapped the object with his wand then it began to shake.

"I must ask you not to scream. It might provoke them." He pulled off the cloth to reveal a cage full of cornish pixies.

"Cornish pixies? Professor, you aren't planning on releasing them into the classroom are you?" I asked him.

"Why yes, but don't worry. Nothing bad will happen." He said, opening the cage.

Like opening Pandora's box, chaos broke out. They pulled on our hair. Threw books at us and ripped out the pages. I looked towards Neville and it seems that the pixies have chosen him as their victim.

I ran towards him as quickly as I could so that the pixies wouldn't get him. I grabbed onto his hand. I looked at Lockhart and yelled for him to help but all he did was stand there. It was as if he didn't expect this to happen. I let out a sigh and started to pull Neville down as much as I could.

Neville's hands began to slip from mine. But before I lost my grip Draco was able to get to us and grabbed onto Neville's hands. With the both of us pulling him down we were able to get Neville down.

Neville quickly thanked us and started to fight off the pixies once again.

Back at the reserve somewhere in the forest there were a bunch of cornish pixies. Whenever they would start acting up mum would use this one spell. I just had to remember what it was.

I watched as the pixies unlatched the dragon skeleton off the ceiling making it fall to the ground. I looked towards the professor to see that he was retreating back to his office. I shook my head in disappointment.

That was when I heard a voice in my head. The same one I heard at Diagon Alley.

"Immobulus"

I lifted my wand up to the ceiling and casted the spell. All of the pixies in the room froze. I let out a sigh as me and the others placed them back inside the cage.

"What was in Dumbledore's mind when he hired this professor. He doesn't know anything." I said to the group as I grabbed the fallen books on the ground.

"Don't say that. He is very experienced in the Dark arts so of course Dumbledore hired him." Hermione argued.

"My dad is experienced in the Dark arts. He on the other hand has the same knowledge we have when it comes to the dark arts. Maybe even less. You just can't see that because of his "charming smile" as you would call it." I retorted. The others laughed at my words.

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Everyone knows Oliver's love for Quidditch. If he had a choice between losing a game or losing a year of his life. He would choose the latter. Nearly every week we would practice so it wasn't a surprise when he woke us up early on a friday morning to get to the quidditch pitch for practice.