!!HAPPY ENDING!!
Meet - (𝐘/𝐧) 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬, an ordinary young woman who unexpectedly finds herself transported into the fantastical realm of Harry Potter as the fraternal twin sister of Ron Weasley.
With no knowledge of how the story will unfol...
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"You truly gauge someone's value and sentiments towards you by observing how they treat you when things aren't alright."
A/N : Another unedited chapter, please point out any mistake you'll read tysm!! I hope you like the last part. Comment what you think and please do vote huhuhuhu!!!
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Harry dashed up to the boys' dormitories to retrieve the Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map from his trunk. He was so swift that he and Ron were prepared to leave at least five minutes before Hermione and (Y/n) hurried back down from the girls' dormitories, sporting a scarf, gloves, and one of Hermione's own knobbly elf hats.
"Well, it's chilly out there!" Hermione said defensively, as Ron impatiently clicked his tongue.
Harry ensured that (Y/n) was fully attired to shield against the cold weather outside before they snuck through the portrait hole and hastily covered themselves with the Cloak – Ron had grown so much that he now needed to crouch to prevent his feet from showing. Moving slowly and cautiously, they descended the numerous staircases, pausing occasionally to check the map for signs of Filch or Mrs Norris.
Luck was on their side; they encountered nobody but Nearly Headless Nick, who was gliding absent-mindedly while humming something that sounded dreadfully like "Weasley is our King." They tiptoed across the Entrance Hall and emerged onto the quiet, snowy grounds. They spotted little squares of golden light ahead and smoke curling up from Hagrid's chimney. Unexpectedly, Harry set off at a brisk pace, with the other three jostling and bumping along behind him – (Y/n) gave him a friendly pat on the back to remind him that he wasn't the sole occupant beneath the invisibility cloak.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione eagerly crunched through the thickening snow until they finally reached the wooden front door. (Y/n) wasn't as excited, but she was pleased that Hagrid was finally back.
When Harry raised his fist and knocked three times, a dog began barking frantically from inside.
"Hagrid, it's us!" Harry called through the keyhole.
"Shoulda known!" said a gruff voice.
They grinned at each other beneath the Cloak; Hagrid's voice conveyed his pleasure. "Back in a jiffy... move aside, Fang... out of the way, you daft dog..."
The bolt was drawn back, the door creaked open, and Hagrid's head emerged through the gap.
Hermione let out a scream.
"Goodness gracious, lower the volume!" Hagrid exclaimed hastily, glancing around wildly above their heads. "Under that Cloak, are you? Well, come inside, come inside!"
