(Yandere) Various Harry Potter x Reader

Revengeful Hearts

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"Freak like me.
You want a good girl that does bad things to you."

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Rage. Pure rage was all Y/N could feel. Could you even blame her? She adjusted her makeshift uniform, still needing a cloak from somewhere, as well as a tie.

She rushed through the halls, smoothing her hair down the best she could in order to not look like she'd been completely abused by three boys. Why was that what she was worried about?!

Thank goodness she ran into a group of Hufflepuffs. All of them noticed her appearance, confused, to say the least.

"Sleep in?" One of the boys teased, but was quickly shushed by a glare from Y/N.

However, her eyes became more gentle as they reached the one she truly could rely on, "Do you have a cloak I could use? And a tie? If I'm late to the next class..."

She couldn't even finish before Cedric removed his own cloak and wrapped it around her, "I've got you, calm down."

The three males he was with exchanged looks of genuine confusion, but shrugged it off, marking it off as nothing but Cedric's usual kindness. Cedric quickly offered Y/N his tie as well, swiftly shaking it off his neck and placing it in her hands. He looked concerned, to say the least.

Y/N gratefully accepted his tie, "Thank you..."

"What's that, Y/N?" Cedric's finger lingered upon a spot on her neck. Almost a maroon coloured bruise, "Who did this to you?"

"I'll tell you everything later, I promise. Please, just... don't think about it," Y/N knew perfectly well it was all he would be thinking about during his classes.

Before she could rush off, he gripped her wrist to make her stay, "Y/N, if anyone... if anyone made you uncomfortable, please tell me. I'll handle it."

"Thank you, Cedric," She whispered before finally admitting to the perpetrators, "The Slytherins did some- "

"I'm gonna murder them!" Cedric's hand left Y/N's wrist, and he walked off.

Y/N couldn't see his face, but she imagined he was furious judging from his tone. The three other Hufflepuffs followed behind him, all looking at each other funny.
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Completely oblivious to what happens in the courtyard while she is in Defense Against The Dark Arts, Y/N actually tries to be attentive, only fidgeting slightly in order to adjust the oversized cloak on her, which she finds painfully obvious to the public that it isn't hers. The tie is a bit long too, but at least she has something. Wyn sits next to her, looking her over in a concerned manner, yet not questioning it quite yet.

However, another student interrupts the class when entering the room, "Professor Quirrell! Professor Quirrell! There's a fight in the main courtyard!"

"A-a fight?" The professor looks a bit spooked, but grabs his wand without a second thought, following the student to the courtyard.

A few moments pass before the students pile out. Y/N and Wyn exchange looks, wondering whether or not they should follow. The census agrees, apparently, since both of them silently follow the other students outside. Y/N can't even comprehend anything when she sees the platinum blond being beat by an older student. Wyn is quick to reroute her as he sees who the older student is first.

"Don't look," He warns, walking down the other hallway, hands on Y/N's shoulders as he leads her down, not allowing her to even turn back.

Y/N agrees to his orders, walking down the hallway he basically pushes her down. That is, however, until Nott catches up to them.

"Wyn! Wyn, wait!" Wyn places Y/N behind her protectively as he hears Nott's calls.

"What?" Wyn is quick to snap, his patience waning every moment a Slytherin stands before him.

Nott isn't aware Wyn hasn't a clue of anything that happened to Y/N, "Look, I'm sorry. Y/N, I'm really sorry. I didn't really know... I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry."

Y/N doesn't even bother, "Wyn?"

Wyn's voice is gentle when he speaks to Y/N, "Yeah?"

"Can we go to the library after we get our bags?" Y/N is patient, or more than Wyn at least.

"Of course," Wyn also nods, turning from Nott to do as Y/N wishes.

But Nott is relentless, "You're not even going to say anything? That damn Hufflepuff is literally trying to murder Malfoy because of this?! And you think you can ignore that?! I'm not usually this angry or loud or whatever, but he clearly wants you, Y/N! He's beating up a literal child just to prove it!"

Wyn glares, still unsure of what happened, but just wanting Y/N to be safe, "Go away, Theo."

Nott looks from Wyn to Y/N a final time before giving up, "Fine, but none of this is my fault anymore."
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"Thank you," With gentle hands, Y/N wipes at Cedric's black eye, one from Berkshire who doubled up with Malfoy later in the fight, "For being a good person."

"And thank you," Cedric lifted up one of her hands and kissed its back, "For being a good nurse."

Y/N let out no emotions, other than a soft huff of amusement, "You're welcome."

"And thank you," Like a true gentleman, he placed another kiss to the back of her hand, "For allowing me to help you today. I know you didn't want to do that, but I appreciate you a lot for letting me help you. It makes me really happy knowing you trust me enough for that."

"You're a good person, Cedric," Y/N responds simply.

"How good?" Cedric ponders aloud, hand still clutching Y/N's extremely close to his lips.

Y/N knows what he's expecting now.