Everlasting (H.P x fem.reader) YEARS 1-4

Year Two: Chapter Four

I can't wait to get to year three, it's my fav.

3rd Person POV 

Life at the Burrow was as different as possible from life at Privet Drive. The Dursleys liked everything neat and ordered; the Weasleys' house burst with the strange and unexpected. Harry got a shock the first time he looked in the mirror over the kitchen mantelpiece and it shouted, "Tuck your shirt in, scruffy!"

The ghoul in the attic howled and dropped pipes whenever he felt things were getting too quiet, and small explosions from Fred and George's room were considered perfectly normal.

What Harry found most unusual about life at Ron's, however, wasn't the talking mirror or the clanking ghoul: it was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him.  Mrs. Weasley fussed over the state of his socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal.

Mr. Weasley liked Harry and Y/n to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard them with questions about life with Muggles, asking them to explain how things like plugs and postal service worked.  "Fascinating!" he would say as they talked him through using a telephone. "Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic." 

Harry heard from Hogwarts one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived to the Burrow. He, Ron, and Y/n went down to breakfast to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny sitting at the kitchen table.

The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter. Ginny seemed very prone to knock things over whenever Harry entered a room. She dived under the table to retrieve the bowl and emerged with her face glowing like the setting sun.

Pretending he hadn't noticed this, Harry sat down next to Y/n and took the toast Mr. Weasley offered him. 

"Letters from school," said Mr. Weasley, passing Harry, Ron, and Y/n identical envelopes of yellowish parchment, addressed in green ink.  "Dumbledore already knows your here, Harry, same with Y/n — doesn't miss a trick, that man. You two've got them, too," he added, as Fred and George ambled in, still in their pajamas. 

For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters. Y/n's told her to catch the Hogwarts Express as usual from King's Cross station on September first. There was also a list of books that she'd need for the coming year. 

Second-year students will require: 
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2  By Miranda Goshawk, Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart  Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart, Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart, Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart, Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart, Wandering with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart, and Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart.

Fred, who had finished his list, peered over at Y/n's.

"You've been told to get all of Lockhart's books, too!" he said. "The new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher must be a fan — bet it's a witch." 

At this point, Fred caught his mother's eye and quickly busied himself with the marmalade. 

"That lot won't come cheap," said George, with a quick look at his parents. "Lockhart's books are really expensive....." 

"Well, we'll manage," said Mrs. Weasley, but she looked worried. "I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Ginny's things secondhand." 

"Oh, are you starting Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked Ginny. 

She nodded, blushing to the roots of her flaming hair, and put her elbow in the butter dish. Fortunately no one saw this except Harry and Y/n, because just then Ron's elder brother walked in. He was already dressed, his Hogwarts prefect badge pinned to his sweater vest.