Heir of Merlin | Harry x Reader

Hogsmeade Trip

Let's get into it.

First Person POV - Y/n

"Right, let's go."

Hermione and I walked into the classroom, only to find no teacher but all of the Gryffindor and Slytherin 3rd years and a giant wardrobe.

Professor Lupin wasn't there so we sat down next to Harry and Ron.

"Where is he?" I asked.

The doors opened and Lupin walked in and smiled. He placed his briefcase on the desk and turned towards us.

"Good afternoon," said Professor Lupin. "Would you please put all your books back in your bags? Today's will be a practical lesson. You will need only your wands."

"I've been waiting for a teacher like this," I said excited, "No more textbook garbage."

Everyone put their books inside and turned towards the Professor who was standing beside the wardrobe.

"Right then," said Professor Lupin pulling out his wand. "Now, would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside?"

"A boggart, sir," answered Dean from the corner of the room.

"Very good, Mr. Thomas. Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?"

Hermione immediately raised her hand and responded, "No one knows. Boggarts are shape-shifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most. That's what makes them so..."

"So terrifying, yes, yes, yes. Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. Let's practice it now."

Everyone took out their wands before Professor Lupin chuckled and said, "Without wands, please. After me. Riddikulus!"

All the students put their wands away and repeated the incantation.

"Very good. A little louder and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!"

"This class is ridiculous," said Malfoy loudly prompting a few laughs from the Slytherins.

"Like your pathetic life, Malfoy," I snapped back towards him and I saw Blaise smile at me.

"Blood traitor."

"Bleach bitch."

"Ms. Emrys, Mr. Malfoy, please calm down," said Lupin turning towards us.

"Yeah, listen to the Professor, Emrys," mocked Malfoy. "Kiss up."

"Ok, you evil spawn," I snapped and I moved out of my seat but Hermione held me down.

"Do not make me take points from your houses," said the Professor and I nodded and turned away, "Thank you. Now, what really finishes a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?"

Neville stood where he was and Professor Lupin walked over to him and placed a hand on his back before he said, "Come on, don't be shy. Come on. Come on."

Both of them walked towards the giant wardrobe in the middle of the room, with Neville glancing over at us every now and then.

"Now, I want to ask you all, we have a huge advantage over the Boggart before we begin. Have you spotted it, Y/n?"

"Cause there's more of us than it," I answered and he smiled.

"Precisely. Good job, Y/n," said Professor Lupin. "It's always best to have company when you're dealing with a Boggart. He becomes confused. Which should he become, a headless corpse or a flesh-eating slug? I once saw a Boggart make that very mistake, tried to frighten two people at once, and turned himself into half a slug. Not remotely frightening."