Hogwarts Legacy Oneshots

A Misplaced Apparition

Garreth Weasley x f!MC - (Fluff/Banter)  - 3.2k words

Summary: While helping Garreth forage for potion ingredients, a misplaced apparition leaves you both magic-less and stranded somewhere in the Forbidden Forest.

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"Just stay quiet and stay behind me."

"Yes, ma'am." Garreth gives you a mock salute before he follows you further into the moss-covered cavern. Water drips from stalactites on the ceiling, the sound echoing eerily off the stone walls.

Your wand is outstretched in front of you, a soft glow emitting from the tip of the wood and illuminating the surrounding space. The lair is quiet, too quiet, and your shoulders are strung high with anticipation, reflexes trained to react accordingly to any threat.

At the first sight of an acromantula, Garreth shrieks, before you quickly slash the creature's head off with a slicing hex. Suddenly the cave is not so quiet, the sound of numerous legs scrambling down the stone passageways of the cavern some distance away, quiet hisses and clicking.

"Shout a little bit louder, will you?" You chastise. "I think you only woke about eighty percent of the colony."

"Oh, my bad!" Garreth retorts. "I'll make sure to keep my cool the next time a hairy, eight-legged monster lunges for my throat."

He quickly kneels beside the carcass, grimacing when he slices into the exoskeleton of the creature with a scalpel and black goo immediately drenches his fingers. He makes a small puncture in the venomous gland and collects the liquid into a vial, corking it and wiping his hands with a disgusted shudder. "Merlin, I hate spiders."

"Yet you drag me to an acromantula lair?"

"Uh, duh? I'm not spending 100 galleons a pint on this stuff when I have my own personal body guard to help me extract it for free. Plus, this is—" He interrupts himself with another shriek when a second acromantula, about twice the size of the first, pounces from the shadows, fangs flared. You immediately incinerate the creature with a confringo, but Garreth bumps into you in his fright, knocking your wand out of your hand and sending it rolling out of reach on the stone floor of the cavern, your lumos going out with it.

"Weasley, you dimwit!" You groan, feeling around on your hands and knees for the lost wand. It's pitch black inside the lair, and you know the longer you sit around defenseless and blind, the greater your chance of ending up as spider dinner.

"I found it!" He announces, reigniting the lumos with your wand in hand. He walks back over to you with a smug smile before his eyes catch on something over your shoulder and his expression immediately drops.

You can hear the tell-tale click of pincers behind you and it doesn't take a genius to guess what's got him shitting his trousers. Before you can even take back your wand and defend yourself, he's yanking you into his chest by the collar of your coat and you're feeling your entire body squeeze with the tug of apparition.

A few seconds later, you land flat on the ground on top of him, limbs entangled in one another's. You both wince from the impact, your insides feeling like they've been rearranged in the wrong order.

"I'm...I'm going to kill you." You groan, willing yourself not to throw up your lunch all over him.

"'Oh, thank you, Garreth, for saving us from the big, angry spider.'" He mimics, voice shrill and high-pitched. You're unamused.

"I would've handled it!" You retort, sliding off his chest. You sit up, trying to gain some level of composure after just having all of your atoms immaterialized and recombined. "Where the hell did you even take us?"