Harry x F!Reader {Year 1}

Realization

Your p.o.v.

A few weeks have passed and we just finished our exams.

"I think I did pretty well on my exams." I told the Trio.

"I'd always heard that Hogwarts end of the year exams were frightful, but I found they're rather enjoyable." Hermione said.

"Speak for yourself. You alright, Harry?" Ron asked.

Harry keeps rubbing his scar.

"My scar, it keeps burning." He told us, rubbing his head in pain.

"It's happened before. . ." Hermione said.

"Not like this." Harry informed.

"Perhaps you should see the nurse." Ron suggested.

"I don't think Madam Pomfrey can help with this." I told him.

"I think it's a warning. . . It means danger's coming." Harry told us.

Harry then gets a look of realization.

"Oh! Ah! Of course!" Harry yelled and started running, making us run after him.

"Where are we going?" I yelled after him.

"Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger turns up who just happens to have one?" Harry asked us.

"That is rather odd. I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pocket? It's illegal." I said.

"Why didn't I see it before?" Harry asks.

We approach Hagrid's Hut to find him sitting outside playing a flute.

"Hagrid." Harry said, trying to get Hagrid's attention.

Hagrid stops playing and turns to us.

"Who gave you that dragon egg?" I asked him.

"What did he look like?" Harry asked.

"I dunno. I never saw 'is face. He kep' his hood up." Hagrid informed us.

"This stranger though. . ." I started.

"You must've talked." Harry finished.

"Well, he-he wanted ter know wha' creatures I looked after. I told him. I said af'er Fluffy, er dragon's gonna beh no problem." Hagrid said confidently.

"Did he seem interested in Fluffy?" I asked him.

"Well, o' course he was in'erested in Fluffy! How of'en yeh come across a three-headed dog, even if yeh're in a trade? But I told 'im, I said, I said, 'Deh trick with any beast is teh know how teh calm 'em. Take Fluffy fer example, just play 'im a bit o' music, and he falls straight ter sleep.'" Hagrid said happily, then his expression changes to one of worry as he says "Shouldn't 'ave said that."

We looked at each other in worry and ran off.

"Where are yeh going?" I heard Hagrid call after us.

"We have to tell Professor Dumbledore!" Harry exclaimed to us.

"But where is his office?" I asked.

"I don't know." He said, coming to a realization.

None of us knew.

"We can ask a teacher." I suggested.

They all nodded in agreement and went to Professor McGonagall since she was more trusting.

My Dad is trustworthy, but not to them.

We ran into McGonagall's classroom.

"Professor McGonagall!" I called to her as we ran into her class and stopped in front of her.

She looks at the four of us in shock.

"We have to see Professor Dumbledore immediately!" Harry told her pleadingly.

"I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore is not here. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and immediately left for London." She informs us.

"He's gone?! Now?! But this is important!" Harry exclaimed, clearly panicking and frustrated.

"It's about the Philosopher's Stone." I whispered to her.

She looked at me in shock.

"How do you know -"

She was interrupted by Harry yelling, "Someone's going to try to steal it!"

"I don't know how you four found out about the stone, but I assure you it is perfectly well protected. Now, would you go back to your dormitories. . . quietly." She told us.

We leave her classroom and go out into the hall.

We walk a little farther away from her classroom and stop.

"That was no stranger Hagrid met in the village. It was Snape! Which means he knows how to get past Fluffy." Harry said

I rolled my eyes.

"How many times do I have to tell you? It's not my Dad!" I yelled at him in frustration.

"And with Dumbledore gone -"

Hermione was interrupted by my Dad saying. "Good afternoon."

We all turn to look at him.

"Now, what are three young Gryffindors, such as yourselves and my daughter doing inside on a day like this?" He asks us.

"Uh. . . W-w-we were. . . Uh. . ." Hermione stuttered.

"And what are you doing inside on a day like this?" I asked back at him.

"You ought to be careful. People will think you're. . ."

He turns to see Harry glaring at him.

". . .up to something. . " He said and walked away.

"See you later!" I yelled after him.

"Now, what do we do?" Hermione asked.

"What else? I'm going to prove to you guys that my Dad is innocent." I said as a matter of fact.

"We go down the trapdoor, tonight." Harry said with a determined look.

"No, dilly, dally." I told them.

They just looked at me.

"What? I'm here to lighten the tension." I smiled at them.

I saw Harry give a small smile.

"Onward, my fellow friends! Dun da da duuuunnn!" I yelled, running down the hall.

I heard them laugh, but follow me.

"You're so weird." Hermione told me.

"Weird is my middle name." I smiled proudly.

"Nice to meet you, Y/n 'Weird' Snape." Harry smiled and stuck out his hand for me to shake, which I gladly did.

"Nice to meet you, Harry 'Scarhead' Potter." I smiled.

We all laughed and made our way to our own Common Rooms.