(Various!Harry Potter x F!Reader) (REWRITTING IN PROGRESS)
↳❝𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬.❞
It all began with an acceptance letter that you discovered the world of wizardry and witc...
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GRYFFINDOR SCORES!
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The weather quickly shifted from chilly to freezing as November entered. The mountains around the castle had become icy gray, the grass surrounding the grounds had become covered with pure snow, and The Great Lake, whose murky waters contained a variety of inhabitants, had frozen into thick ice. You sometimes imagine yourself ice skating on the lake— it was a shame you left your skates back home.
Every morning, the grounds would be covered in frost. Hagrid would be seen from the upstairs window defrosting the school broomsticks on the Quidditch field, bundled up in his winter outfit with a red knitted scarf that had seen better days. The evident patches and fix-ups told you that it was quite an old scarf for it to look like that. Yet, despite looking ordinary, your eyes lingered on it a little too frequently than you would have foreseen. Perhaps because it looked warm.
Nevertheless, Quidditch season has begun, and this Saturday would be your and Harry's first match after weeks of training. It had been decided that you are against Slytherin— something which made Harry more nervous and you excited. If you managed to win, Gryffindor would move up into second place in the House Championship.
Hardly anyone had seen you and Harry play (except for your teammates) because Oliver decided, as their ace and wildcard in the field, that you should be kept a secret. But nothing ever goes to plan when the news leaks about Harry as seeker and you being the newest chaser. He was distraught when he found out, but you quickly tried to calm him down.
A lot of people were surprisingly supportive, and a lot of them praised you. They were looking forward to seeing you play. You have made it a goal that you wouldn't disappoint— you'll show them exactly how you, a(n) [Surname], handle Quidditch.
But the last-minute practices Oliver was making you all do were starting to irk you. It was a godsend how you still worked through your piles of homework every day. Hermione was kind enough to help you and Harry when needed— it makes your work easier and breathable through your Quidditch training.
Speaking of Hermione, she became more flexible about rule-breaking since the troll incident. She was much nicer when telling you, Harry, and Ron off.
It was currently the day before your first Quidditch match. You, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the frosty courtyard during break time. She had conjured up a bright blue fire that could be carried around in a jam jar— other than your winter uniforms, it kept the four of you warm from the freezing weather. Schrödinger wore an adorable cat sweater with a hood that allowed his ears to pop out. Grandmother made it for him about a year ago, you recall. You held him close to you for extra heat.
