Harry x F!Reader {Year 1}

Nicholas Flamel

Your p.o.v.

"Hi, Hedwig." Harry greeted his owl as she landed on our table.

The four of us were studying together.

Well, Hermione and I were studying.

Davina decided to hang out with some Slytherins.

It's still snowy outside, but it's early spring.

We're studying for exams.

"Look at you playing with your cards. Pathetic! We've got final exams soon!" Hermione scolded Harry and Ron.

They gave me a look to do something.

I just shrugged.

Ron then looked to Hermione with confidence and said, "I'm ready! Ask me any question."

"All right, what are the three most crucial ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?" Hermione asked him.

Ron looked defeated.

"I forgot. . ."

I rolled my eyes.

"What do you get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" I asked Ron with a smirk on my face.

He gave me a confused look.

Hermione smirked at me, remembering that my Dad had asked this question in our very first Potions lesson.

"I don't know." He said.

Harry and I laughed.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?" Hermione asked Ron.

"What are you? His mother?" I asked her with a smirk.

Harry chuckled.

"No." Hermione looked offended.

Ron didn't know how to react, so he answered her question instead.

"Copy off you?" He told her, more like asked.

"No you won't!" She exclaimed.

"Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills." I told him.

"What, what for?" He asked, clearly confused.

"It's bewitched with an anti-cheating spell." Hermione explained.

"It's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us!" Ron exclaimed, clearly offended that he couldn't cheat off of anybody.

I rolled my eyes.

"Gee, I wonder why." I told him, pretending to think.

Ron then checks his chocolate frog card.

He then gets irritated and complains, "Dumbledore again!"

Just then, Neville comes hopping towards us.

Students laugh at his despair.

His legs seemed to be bound together by magic.

"Leg-Locker Curse?" Ron asked Neville.

"Malfoy." Harry grumbled.

Neville made it towards us.

"You have got to start standing up to people, Neville." Ron told him.

Neville wobbled uncontrollably.

"How? I can barely stand at all." He said, trying to stand.

Seamus then stood up.

"I'll do the counter-curse!" He exclaimed with his wand ready.