The Prisoner of Azkaban (Hermione Granger x Male Reader)

The Hogwarts Express (For the Third Time)

After Lupin, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Y/N shared pleasantries, Lupin left to go and find the driver of the train, leaving the four of them alone in the compartment, where they hastily continued their conversation about Black.

"They'll catch him, won't they?" said Hermione earnestly. "I mean, they've got all the Muggles looking out for him too..."

"What's that noise?" said Ron suddenly.

A faint, tinny sort of whistle was coming from somewhere. They looked all around the compartment. 

"It's coming from your trunk, Harry," said Ron, standing up and reaching into the luggage rack. A moment later he had pulled something out from between Harry's robes. It was spinning very fast in the palm of Ron's hand and glowing brilliantly. 

"Is that a Sneakoscope?" said Hermione interestedly, standing up for a better look.

"Yeah... mind you, it's a very cheap one," Ron said. "It went haywire just as I was tying it to Errol's leg to send it to Harry."

"Were you doing anything untrustworthy at the time?" said Hermione shrewdly.

"No! Well... I wasn't supposed to be using Errol. You know he's not really up to long journeys... but how else was I supposed to get Harry's present to him?"

Ron stuffed the Sneakoscope into a particularly horrible pair of Harry's uncle's old socks, which deadened the sound, then closed the lid of the trunk on it. 

"We could get it checked in Hogsmeade," said Ron, sitting back down. "They sell that sort of thing in Dervish and Banges, magical instruments and stuff. Fred and George told me."

"Do you know much about Hogsmeade?" asked Hermione keenly. "I've read it's the only entirely non-Muggle settlement in Britain —"

"Yeah, I think it is," said Ron in an offhand sort of way. "but that's not why I want to go. I just want to get inside Honeydukes!"

"What's that?" said Hermione.

"You don't know about Honeydukes?" Y/N asked, shocked. "They've got everything... Pepper Imps — they make you smoke at the mouth — and great Choco balls full of strawberry mousse and clotted cream, and really excellent sugar quills, which you can suck in class and just look like you're thinking what to write next–"

"But Hogsmeade's a very interesting place, isn't it?" Hermione pressed on eagerly. "In Sites of Historical Sorcery it says the inn was the headquarters for the 1612 goblin rebellion, and the Shrieking Shack's supposed to be the most severely haunted building in Britain —"

"– and massive sherbet balls that make you levitate a few inches off the ground while you're chewing them," Y/N continued, ignoring Hermione's history lesson.

"Ooh, those sound great!" Ron chimed.

"Won't it be nice to get out of school for a bit and explore Hogsmeade?"

"'Spect it will," said Harry heavily. "You'll have to tell me when you've found out."

"What d'you mean?" said Ron.

"I can't go. The Dursleys didn't sign my permission form, and Fudge wouldn't either."

Ron looked horrified. 

"You're not allowed to come? But — no way — McGonagall or someone will give you permission —"

"What about Professor Lupin, Y/N?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, right, he just got the job, he isn't Harry's guardian."

"– or we can ask Fred and George, they know every secret passage out of the castle —"