Harry x F!Reader {Year 1}

Fluffy and Birds???

Your p.o.v.

It's finally nighttime.

Everyone has gone to bed.

I had Harry's cloak so I can sneak out and head for their Common Room since I'm further away.

I snuck out and went to the Gryffindor's Common Room.

Luckily, that Fat Lady wasn't there.

I knocked three times.

I had to wait a few minutes before they finally came out of the portrait hole.

"What took you guys so long?!" I whispered-yelled at them.

"Sorry." Harry apologized.

"Neville caught us." Hermione told me.

"He actually tried to stand up to us." Ron said.

"Good for Neville! Just bad timing." I said.

They nodded in agreement.

"Let's go." Harry said.

We all got under the cloak and made our way to the third corridor.

"We're following the leader, the leader, the leader, we're following the leader, wherever he may go~" I sang.

"Would you shut up already?" Ron grumbled.

"I find it rather amusing since we're following Harry." I told him.

Hermione giggles.

"Shhh. We don't want to get caught." Harry scolded us, but I can see a small smile.

"How do we get pass Fluffy?" I asked.

They shrugged.

I rolled my eyes.

"Luckily for you guys, I have my flute." I told them, pulling out my flute.

"I didn't know you can play." Harry shook his head in disbelief.

Ron and Hermione looked shocked, too.

"I rarely play it. I learned through a book that I found." I shrugged.

They also shrugged, and we kept walking.

We open the door, it was unlocked.

Fluffy was fast asleep.

In the corner of the room was a harp.

The person must've cast a spell on it so it can play itself.

"Snape has already been here. He's put a spell on the harp." Harry informed us.

"Not my Dad." I grumbled.

I rolled my eyes, "Anyways, let's get that paw off the door."

We approach Fluffy.

"Ugh, it's got horrible breath!" Ron swatted at the air in front of his nose, trying to get the smell away.

"They're so cute! I want to pet them!" I exclaimed in awe.

"In that case, pet his paw and help me move it!" Harry instructed me.

"Sir, yes, sir!" I saluted.

"She's mental." Ron told Harry.

"I'm better than you, Ronald." I glared at him.

We all moved Fluffy's paw out of the way and opened the trapdoor.

Harry sat down, he turned to us and said, "I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign."

We nodded.