Hogsmeade is a wizard-only village. The only village like that in Britain, as a matter of fact. Like (F/N) had seen before, the village had joke shops, taverns, inns, and a post office, but seeing it now was a stark contrast from the first time he's seen it. The lights were on, the people of the village were walking around, and the shops were lively with other students.
It was like Diagon Alley, but more spacious. But with all of the students of Hogwarts there, it felt like Diagon Alley all over again.
(F/N) stood at the edge of the village, looking down at the buildings and street with a rather nervous glance. He wasn't sure how he'd get through the crowd, but as soon as the question popped in his head he was answered by his cloak. Catching up to him and wrapping itself around his shoulder. Students going to Hogsmeade were allowed to wear what they want, and since they were out of school he was able to wear the cloak with no teacher approaching him to enforce the dress code. He cleared his throat and tugged on his gloves, making sure they were secure on his hand.
"Are you ready?" Luna asked. (F/N) took a curious glance, before nodding his head.
"Yeah," he said, "I'm looking forward to this." He tried to say it in a convincing way, doing his best not to let slip that he got a quick view of the village.
(F/N) and Luna walked through Hogsmeade, passing by the different buildings, allowing (F/N) the opportunity to see stuff in great detail. He walked up to the post office, where Luna approached the man behind the counter with a letter she had prepared. Handing him the money, this allowed (F/N) the opportunity to watch as the man handed the letter to an owl and sent it off through the country. Along with that, he saw some owls return, some landing on their perches under the "local" banner, and some landing on their perches under the "international" banner. When Luna walked back over, (F/N) motioned to the owls.
"Who did you send the letter to?" He asked.
"My father," she answered. "He's an editor."
"An editor?" (F/N) asked. "As in a televised editor or an newspaper editor?"
"He's an editor for a magazine. The Quibbler."
"Oh!" (F/N) replied. "Mind if I take a look?"
"Sure," Luna replied. "We'll want to go here." Luna led (F/N) out of the post office and to a local shop for the people. When they walked in there was a wide selection of quick snacks, some school supplies, and newspapers. Luna guided him over to where the newspapers were, and showed him a selection of papers. He could see that the most sold newspaper was the Daily Prophet, and then next to it were some magazines, and then there was The Quibbler. (F/N) grabbed an issue and examined the front page.
"'The Council's Existence in Modern Wizarding'," (F/N) read aloud. "What's the 'Council'?"
"You know how there are gods of the sea and the underworld?" Luna asked. "My father believes that there are powerful entities behind time, space, nature, civilization, and chaos." (F/N) skimmed through some pages of the magazine, understanding the style of publication that Luna's father does: a tabloid. He wasn't really ready to accept anything Luna's father had published, and it had brought into question the kind of things that Luna was dealing with. (F/N) examined the front page a bit further, seeing a rendition of a council table, along with emblems representing the different aspects of existence. When he opened the magazine, he looked through the book, and later found some stuff that was sent to the editor by Luna, seeing that she's credited for any kind of evidence found at Hogwarts.
"How many times are you credited in here?"
"Almost every issue," Luna answered. She spoke with some pride in what she helped make. "At first, I wasn't really into it."
YOU ARE READING
Strange Times Ahead (Harry Potter x Male Strange Reader)
FanfictionHogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A school dedicated to teaching young wizards the right way to help the world and survive within their own dimension. But a fear begins to spread, as every student is subjected to nightmares every night, le...