Gryffindor boy - Ron Weasley x male oc

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To say that Harper is nervous for his Eight Year was an understatement. He can't believe that he decides to go back to Hogwarts after everything that has happened.

He looks at the mirror in front of him, fixing Gryffindor tie that is wrapped around his neck. That day at the Diagon Alley was the time he had gotten a new clothes and robe for the eight year, new books and other stuff.

The Professors at the Hogwarts are still the same, except Lucius was asked to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor again. And if the students have a problem with it, they can talk to Headmistress McGonagall.

Harper's seer ability has now completely disappeared from his body and since then, his body has felt more comfortable and relaxed. The last visions he had seen was the Battle of Hogwarts with Voldemort, ever since that, nothing.

Knocks sounded at the door, and Harper told the person to come. The door open and Narcissa walks in with a motherly smile on her face as she looks at Harper like her own son.

"Hello, Narcissa." Harper said, turning away from the mirror, smiling at her.

"Hello, Harper," Narcissa said, as Harper looks over her shoulder to look at Draco and Cayden who seems to be playfully fighting outside his bedroom. "Don't mind them, you know how they are." She said, laughing softly

"Yes," Harper said, letting out a laugh of his own. "I do."

Narcissa softly runs her hand through Harper's curly hair. "I can't believe you still kept your old hair," She said, playing with one part of the curl. "It's suits you though." She said, pulling her hand away to look at Harper.

"It will always suit me." Harper said, flinching when he heard a thump from the doorway and when he and Narcissa turns to look at the doorway, they sees Draco on the floor with Cayden on top of him, with his hands around the blond's neck.

"Alright, I yield!" Draco exclaimed, and Cayden instantly get off the blond with a small laugh.

"You really should stop fighting with Cayden, Draco," Harper said, waving his wand to the trunks on his bed, shrinking it down and floats it towards his hand and place it in his pocket. "You won't win, Cayden have a fighting experience." He said, looking down at Draco.

Draco sighs, still on the floor. "Is there something I can win in?" He asked, looking up at Harper.

"You have the best sneer in the world." Cayden said, laughing loudly when Draco let out a loud groan.

"Please don't." Draco groaned out, placing his arms over his eyes making Harper and Narcissa laugh.

"Alright, let's go before we got late," Narcissa said, as Harper pulls Draco up. "Your Father is already there, I presume." She said, smiling softly at the thought of McGonagall calling Lucius up and told him to become that Dark Arts professor for Hogwarts.

Lucius couldn't believe it at first, until Harper pinched him to show him that he's not dreaming. Let's just say that Harper got tickled until the brunette apologize for pinching him, even though it's for a good reason.

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Harper walks over the busy compartment with Cayden and Draco behind him. The three are making their way towards a compartment made for the Eight Years.

He opens the door to the compartment and walks in, holding the door for Cayden and Draco before turning back to look at everyone in the compartment. He instantly caught Harry waving towards them, takes Cayden's hand and starts walking towards them.

"Hello, Harper. Cayden. Draco." Harry greeted, smiling kindly at the three. Smiling at the shocked expression on Draco's face, having not expected the dark-haired boy to greet him.

"Harper." "Draco, Cayden." Hermione and Blaise talked at the same time, as the three still standing up looks at their respective person.

"Sit here." Hermione said, pointing at the seat beside Ron, who's eyes widened at her, though she ignored it with an innocent smile.

Harper looks behind him at where Draco and Cayden walks towards Blaise and sat down with them. Harper slowly sat down beside Ron, suddenly feeling very awkward at being placed to sit next to his ex-boyfriend.

Ron was the first to break the silence, turning on his seat to look at Harper. "How are you doing, Harper?" He asked, watching as Harper looks around the compartment. As if he's looking for the words to respond to him.

Harper closes his mouth, turning his head so he could look at Ron. "Good." He says, nodding slowly. "H-how are you?" He asked, slapping himself internally at the stutter. But Ron was nice enough to ignore the stutter.

"Good." Ron said, turning his head away to look at Harry and Hermione who seems to be amused by the interaction. "Hows both of your relationships going?" He asked, wanting Harper to feel comfortable and be with them again.

"Ron!" "Ronald!" Harry and Hermione exclaimed at the same time, face flushing red, and their voice was loud enough to get some of the Eight Years attention.

"What?" Ron asked, feigning innocence into his voice. "I just wanted to know." He said, trying to keep a smile from appearing on his face, but failed when he heard Harper laughing beside him.

And it seems to work like a charm, as after that, Harper can now talk about his experience at the Malfoy's Manor without hesitation. With Draco and Cayden joining in from time to time.

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"... Let the feast begin!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed over the Great Hall as food starts appearing in front of them.

"I miss this." Ron said, looking at the food in front of him.

"Close your mouth, you're gonna droll all over yourself." Harper said, shaking his head softly and ignoring the looks he's getting because of his eye patch and scar.

Ron instantly close his mouth, wiping his hand over his mouth just in case there's a droll. He starts placing multiple foods in his plate, and instantly noticed that Harper is not placing foods in his plate. And when he turns to look at the brunette, he sees that he's looking around at the Great Hall nervously.

Ron places down the last food and leans towards Harper, noticing that the brunette didn't mind the closeness. "You alright?" He asked as Harper turns his head to look at him, the brunette shaking his head softly. "What's wrong?" He asked softly, ignoring his foods to focus on his talk with Harper.

Harper hesitates, wondering if he should talk with Ron about what he's thinking or not, but he decided to do it. What's the worse that can happen? "Just... nervous..." He answered truthfully, looking at the Tall Table where Lucius is and sees him looking towards him with concern in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you'll have peoples protecting you if they decided to do something to you, Cayden, or Draco," Ron said, bringing Harper's attention back to him. "You have the Headmistress and Lucius on your side, that's pretty powerful, don't you think?" He asked, looking at Harper's brown eye.

"What if I don't need their protection and only need you?" Harper asked, making Ron's breath hitched. Harper turns away, shaking his head. "Nevermind, jus--"

"I'll be there." Ron answered before Harper could put on a mask over his face. "I'll be there. Just call, shouts, anything. I'll be there." He said, watching as Harper turns his head to look at him with widened eye. "Now, why don't you eat something before Lucius blames me for the reason you're not eating, hm?" He suggest, picking up his cutlery and is filled with satisfaction when Harper starts eating. "Good job." He said, noticing that Harper froze from beside him and that Hermione chokes on her food from laughing.

Ron turns his head to Harper and sees his face flushed red. Whoops...?