When an Hufflepuff accidentally gets a harem of yandere's instead of a good grade in her OWL exams.
"You are one of a kind, my dearest."
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(Yandere! Hp x reader)
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The only thing that was considered edible to Y/n's appetite was the blueberry muffin from the pantry basket. She loved biting the soft, and moist texture of the bread. The blueberry worked with the combination of the sweetness of sugar, contrasting to its main type; Savory.
She never realized she could go into depth about a muffin. Perhaps it was because she was really hungry, and wanted to eat the whole plate of the sugary pastries that was plated to the far right of her.
Y/n let out an deep yet needed sigh that helped let out the breath of stress out of her lungs. She didn't realize how yesterday had such an tiring affect on her, especially if she met up with a person whose been an enemy to Hogwarts for a whole lifetime.
It sent stings through her brain when she knew nobody know's that Voldemort was still alive. They thought Harry had killed him, for good. The savior of Hogwarts.
But Y/n knew saviors came with a price, and unfortunately she became the victim of the price.
Damn it, what the hell am I doing? Her hand slapped her forehead hard enough for a sound to squeak out of it, making a few people around her look with strange glances.
Immediately, she used the hand to cover her forehead. She wanted nobody to see her flustered state as she shivered.
This is so damn embarrassing. Be normal.
But how could she be normal when an pain was developing in her head whenever she thought of the word magic. It was indeed a curse to be related to such a power.
Yet every student in Hogwarts must think it's a blessing.
Through Y/n's toughest arguments with herself, gazes of people within different tables caught her figure. Certain people to be exact, as their eyes looked at her with interest nobody held before.
Through the eyes of the anonymous people, they can see she stood out to them. Among the students of Hogwarts. Her figure had a different presence, yet it couldn't be described why.
Yes, it was frustrating.
But it only made them worse.
"When will lunch end?." Voices of muttering came into hearing.
"In 2 minutes, but did you hear about the incident in the girls lavatory?" This made Y/n halt her breath as her head lifted up a bit.
"Girls bathroom? What happened?"
"There was this mess in the faucet where every structure there is completely gone. It's really bad since there is this big ass hole in the middle of it. The ministry is checking it out right now-" The rest of the voice fades away as Y/n can only now realize what they had meant. When she summoned the route to where Tom was, she must've forgotten to close the path with her Parseltongue.
