This story doesn't use "y/n", they're given a female name, so sorry if it offends anyone, but in the introduction, i said you can make suitable for yourself and your preference however you'd like <3 (i use fancast, like Mattheo Riddle, Lorenzo, T...
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"𝐫𝐨𝐧'𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐫":
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It was lunch time and Elizabeth was next to Jane and Mattheo. Mattheo didn't really care who she hung out with as he knew it wasn't his business and so he made sure to stick his nose away from it. He didn't like Harry and his friends but he tolerated Elizabeth so he knew he had to deal with seeing them occasionally. That's when they heard a screech, it was an owl.
"Ron, is that your owl?" a Gryffindor boy asks
The owl flies towards them and falls in their bowl of potato chips, the owl had something in it's mouth. It was a read envelope. Ron stared and grabbed it terrified.
"Oh no!" squealed Ron as he saw what it was
"Look everyone! Weasley's got himself a howler!" another Gryffindor boy said with a thick Irish accent.
Everyone started laughing and whispering once they heard what it was, Elizabeth and Jane just frowned and were worried as to what it would say.
"Go on Ron! I ignored one from my gran' once. It was horrible!" advised another Gryffindor boy.
Ron looked even more terrified when he had said that and while he was opening his letter everyone in the great hall was quiet to hear what the howler had to say. Ron opened it nervously and quickly.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" shouted the howler, "HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR? I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME!" the howler then stopped yelling as Ron nodded his head in fear and quickly and kindly said to Ginny, "And Ginny, dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud."
The letter then took it's 'tongue' out at Ron then shredded to pieces. Elizabeth giggled a bit as it was quiet and smiled at Ron to help him feel slightly better.
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Elizabeth and Jane were walking to the library, but then the Gryffindor quidditch team and Slytherin team had caught their attention on the field. They both walked over towards them, curious over the bickering. That's when Draco emerges from the Slytherin team.
"Malfoy?" Harry asked confused,
"That's right, that's not all that's new this year." bragged Draco.
"Those are Nimbus 2001's! How did you get those?" questioned Ron.
"A gift from Draco's father." sneered the captain of the Slytherin team.
"You see Weasley, unlike some, my father could afford the best." boasted Draco.
Just as Elizabeth was about to argue back at him Hermione beat her to it, "At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in, they got it on pure talent."
Draco stepped closer towards her then angrily said, "No asked your opinion. You filthy little mudblood."
Elizabeth's and Jane's eyes widened and they gasped as they heard what came out of his mouth. That when Ron took out his wand,
"You'll pay for that one Malfoy!" he scolded. "Eat slugs!" he yelled out.
The spell backfired and Ron fell to the ground. The whole Slytherin team laughed at Ron while the Gryffindor team, Jane, and Elizabeth ran up to him.
"Ron!," Elizabeth yelled out, "Are you okay? You look sick!", her voice sounded worried
"Say something!" cried out Hermione
That's when Ron barfed out a slug. Some kid came up with a camera and took a picture,
"Wow! Can you turn him around Harry?" asked the boy in excitement.
"No Colin! Get out of the way!" snapped Harry
Both Hermione and Harry helped Ron get up.
"Let get him to Hagrid's," insisted Harry as Ron barfed out another slug, "He'll know what to do!" then they both rushed Ron to Hagrid.
"I'm going with them!" yelled out Elizabeth to Jane as she ran with them.
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Hagrid's hut was pretty small, but very homey.
Hagrid came back holding a bucket, "This calls for specialist equipment!"
He gave the bucket over to Ron for him to barf in.
He sat on his couch and says, "Nothing to do but wait till it stops I'm afraid."
Just as he said that, Ron had barfed out another slug,
"Better out than in," blurted out Hagrid, "Who's Ron trying to curse anyway?"
"Malfoy," said Harry annoyed but calmly, "He called Hermione...uhm, well I don't know exactly what it means." he admitted.
That's when Hermione got up and faced her back towards them, "He called me a mudblood." she angrily said.
Hagrid's expression changed as he went surprised,
"He did not!" he said quietly.
"What's a mudblood?" asked Harry.
Hermione then turned around with tears, "It means dirty blood!"
Elizabeth sighed, "Mudbloods a really foul name for people muggle-born." she explained.
Hermione then added, "Someone with non-magic parents, someone like me!", she furrowed her eyebrows "It's not a term one usually hears in a civilized conversation."
Hermione then sadly looked down as Elizabeth went up to her and rubbed her back.
"See, the thing is Harry there's some wizards like the Malfoy family think their better than everyone else because they're what people call pure-blood." Hagrid explained.
"That's horrible!" Harry fumed.
Just as then, Ron barfed out another slug. "It's disgusting." complained Ron.
"And it's codswallop to boots. Dirty blood. Why there isn't a wizard alive today that's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can do. Come here,"
Hermione put her hand on Hagrids as he said that,
"Don't you think on it Hermione, don't you think on it for one minute." he advised.
