Who Fell First? (YEAR 2) [Male Reader x Wednesday Addams]

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The next morning the second years were in Herbology for the first class.

"Morning everyone." Professor Sprout said as the class chatter died down, she tapped on a pot three times to get their attention. "Good morning, everyone!"

"Good morning, Professor Sprout." The whole class said in unison.

"Welcome to Greenhouse three second years. Now gather around everyone. Today, we're going to re-pot Mandrakes. Who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root?"

Immediately and predictably, both Y/N and Hermione's hands shot up with Y/N putting his hand back down when he decided to let his friend win this one, just once.

"I'm getting the next one." Y/N whispered into Hermione's ear, she turned and smiled at Y/N with a silent thanks.

"Yes, Miss Granger?" Sprout said.

"Mandrake, or Mandragora, is used to return those who have been petrified to their original state. It's also quite dangerous. The Mandrakes cry is fatal to anyone who hears it." Hermione said as Sprout looked pleased with the answer.

"Excellent, 10 points to Gryffindor. Miss Granger is right." Sprout said. "Now, as our Mandrakes are only seedlings, their cries won't kill you yet but they can knock you out for several hours, which is why I've given each of you a pair of ear muffs, for auditory protection. So could you please put them on right away?"

The class all began to put on their earmuffs with Y/N putting his on earning a few laughs and points, some people began to talk to their friends but Y/N could lip read.

"Quickly." Sprout urged. "Flaps tight down, and watch me closely. You grasp your Mandrake firmly...you pull it sharply up out of the pot..."

The room was filled with a high pitched squealing sound as students went to cover their ears even while wearing the headsets.

"Got it? And... now you dunk it down into the other pot.. and pour a sprinkling of soil to keep him warm." Sprout demonstrated as Neville fainted. "Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs."

"No ma'am, he's just fainted." Seamus diagnosed.

"Yes well, just leave him there. Right, on we go. Plenty of pots to go around, grasp your Mandrake and pull it up!"

The room was immediately filled with the sound of multiple high pitched cries. Malfoy stuck his finger in his Mandrakes mouth and it bit down on the finger, as Malfoy was fighting his Mandrake, Y/N had already Re-potted his and was laughing internally at Malfoy being an idiot.

That lunchtime in the great hall at the feast, Ron was repairing his wand with some Sellotape. He looked at the wand and then to Harry and Y/N.

"Say it, I'm doomed." Ron said as Y/N heard a voice over his shoulder.

"You're doomed." Harry said as they heard a click. 

"Hi, Harry." The voice said, Y/N turned to see a first year with a camera. The flash went off right in Y/N's eyes, practically blinding him for a moment. "I'm Colin Creevey, I'm in Gryffindor too."

The boy seemed excited, it was like he was on the worlds biggest sugar rush.

"Hi, Colin. Nice to meet you." Harry said as an owl screeched.

"Ron, is that your owl?" Dean Thomas asked as all eyes turned to the owl flying in with a red envelope. The owl flew in and crashed on the table scattering food every where.

"Bloody bird's a menace." Ron said as he took the red envelope and examined it as the bird got back up and flew off. "Oh no."

"Look everyone! Weasley's got himself a howler." Seamus pointed out to everyone.

"Go on, Ron. I ignored one from my gran once. It was horrible." Neville stated.

Ron opened the letter and Molly's voice echoed through the great hall, out of fear Ron put the letter back on the table but it quickly formed itself into what looked like a mouth.

"RONALD WEASLEY! 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!" Mollys voice roared, Ron looked like a spider had just pulled a gun on him. The letter turned to face Ginny's direction. "Oh, and, Ginny, dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud."

The Howler turned back to Ron and Blew a Raspberry at him before tearing itself into pieces.

Y/N looked to Ron who looked horrified. in order to avoid the awkward stares, the golden quintet decided to head off to Lockhart's classroom to avoid being late to their first Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson...