Everlasting (H.P x fem.reader) YEARS 1-4

Year One: Chapter Six

If you see any mixups between third and first person please tell me, I tried to switch it over very quickly so I'm sure I missed a few. 

3rd person POV:

Malfoy couldn't believe his eyes when he saw that Y/n and Harry were still at Hogwarts the next day, looking tired but cheerful.

Indeed, by the next morning they thought that meeting the three headed dog had been an excellent adventure, and they were keen to have another one.

Looks like Y/n was right, she thought to herself smugly, something about running for your life gave you such an adrenaline high.

In the meantime, Harry filled Ron and Y/n in about the package that seemed to have been moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts, and they spent a lot of time wondering what could possibly need so much protection.

"It's either really valuable or really dangerous," said Ron.

"Or both," said Harry.

"Probably," Y/n said, thinking it over. "But if they had it in Gringotts at first, then it has to be valuable."

Harry hummed, "That makes sense."

All they really knew for sure about the mysterious object was that it was about two inches long, they didn't have much chance of guessing what it was without further clues.

Neville nor Hermione showed the slightest interest in what lay underneath the dog and the trapdoor. All Neville cared about was never going near the dog again. Hermione was now refusing to speak to them, but she was such a bossy know-it-all that they saw this as an added bonus.

All they really wanted now was a way of getting back at Malfoy, and to their great delight, just such a thing arrived in the mail about a week later.

As the owls flooded into the Great Hall as usual, everyone's attention was caught at once by two long, thin packages carried by six large screech owls on each.

Y/n had been just as interested as everyone else to see what was in those two large parcels, and was amazed when the owls soared down and dropped them right in front of her and Harry, knocking his bacon to the floor.

They had hardly fluttered out of the way when another owl dropped a letter on top of the parcels. Harry ripped the letter open, read it over, then handed it to his h/c counterpart with a grin.

DO NOT OPEN THE PARCEL AT THE TABLE. 

It contains your new Nimbus Two Thousands, but I don't want everyone knowing you two got a broomstick or they'll all want one. Oliver Wood will meet you two tonight on the quidditch field at seven o'clock for your first training session.

Professor M. McGonagall

The two had difficulty hiding their glee as Y/n handed the note to Ron to read.

"A Nimbus Two Thousand!" Ron moaned enviously. "I've never even touched one."

After that they left the hall quickly, wanting to unwrap the broomsticks in private before their first class, but halfway across the entrance hall they found the upstairs barred by Crabbe and Goyle.

Malfoy seized the package from Y/n and felt it.

"That's a broomstick," He said, throwing it back to her with a mixture of jealousy and spite on his face.

"You'll be in for it this time, Potter and L/n, first years aren't allowed them."

Ron couldn't resist it.