𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 (Harry Potter x reader)

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The next couple weeks were pretty uneventful. Harry had no luck figuring out the egg. Ron and Hermione made up after their fight in the common room after the yule ball. (Hermione told y/n what happened the next day and y/n went and told Ron what a prick he was so that pretty much fixed it).

Not much else has happened between y/n and Rory the next couple weeks. They talked/flirted now and then but now it seemed to be happening less and less. It was as if Rory was distancing himself from. Thought she didn't think much on it as she had more important stuff to worry about at the moment.

Dora had also sent y/n letter asking about the yule ball and the Rita Skeeter article that had made its way to her. Y/n scolded and told Dora about her time with Rory at the Yule ball and what was written in that article was not true.

Snow was thick on the grounds of Hogwarts as the quartet made their way to Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical creatures one afternoon.

When they arrived at Hagrid's cabin, however, they found an elderly witch with closely cropped gray hair and a very prominent chin standing before his front door.

"Hurry up, now, the bell rang five minutes ago," she barked at them as they struggled toward her through the snow.

"Who're you?" Asked Ron, staring at her. "Where's Hagrid?"

"My name is Professor Grubbly-Plank," she said briskly. "I am your temporary Care of Magical Creatures teacher."

"Where's Hagrid?" Harry repeated loudly.

"He is indisposed," said Professor Grubbly-Plank shortly.

Draco Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins started a unpleasant laughter while joining the class. All of them looked gleeful, and none of them looked surprised to see Professor Grubbly-Plank.

"This way, please," said Professor Grubbly-Plank, and she strode off around the paddock where the Beauxbatons horses were shivering.

Y/n, Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed her, looking back over their shoulders at Hagrid's cabin. All the curtains were closed. Was Hagrid in there, alone and ill?

"What's wrong with Hagrid?" Harry said, hurrying to catch up with Professor Grubbly-Plank.

"Never you mind," she said as though she thought he was being nosy.

"I do mind, though," said Harry hotly. "What's up with him?"

Professor Grubbly-Plank acted as though she couldn't hear him.

"Somethings wrong." y/n said, "if Hagrid was just ill im sure she would of told us."

Grubby-Plank led them past the paddock where the huge Beauxbatons horses were standing, huddled against the cold, and toward a tree on the edge of the forest, where a large and beautiful unicorn was tethered.

Many of the girls "ooooohed!" at the sight of the unicorn.

"Oh it's so beautiful!" whispered Lavender Brown.

"How did she get it? They're supposed to be really hard to catch!"

The unicorn was so brightly white it made the snow all around look gray. It was pawing the ground nervously with its golden hooves and throwing back its horned head.

"Boys keep back!" barked Professor Grubbly-Plank, throwing out an arm and catching Harry hard in the chest. "They prefer the woman's touch, unicorns. Girls to the front, and approach with care, come on, easy does it."

She and the girls, including y/n and Hermione walked slowly forward toward the unicorn, leaving the boys standing near the paddock fence, watching.

"She's so gorgeous," y/n said while stroking the unicorn with Hermione beside her, "So soft."