Infinite Magic (Male Reader x Harry Potter)

That's a Weird Looking Dog...

I sighed as Harry and Ron pulled on their bathrobes and picked up their wands.  The three of us crept across the tower room, down the spiral staircase, and into the Gryffindor common room.  A few embers were still glowing in the fireplace, turning all the armchairs into hunched black shadows.  We had almost reached the portrait hole when a voice spoke from the chair closest to us.

Hermione: I can't believe you're going to do this, Harry.

A lamp flickered on.  It was Hermione Granger, wearing a pink bathrobe and a frown.

Ron: You!  Go back to bed!

YN: Why are you sitting here waiting in the dark like a supervillain?

Hermione: I almost told your brother.  Percy, he's a prefect, he'd put a stop to this.

I couldn't believe anyone could be so interfering.

Harry: Come on.

He pushed open the portrait of the Fat Lady and climbed through the hole.  Hermione wasn't going to give up that easily.  She followed us through portrait hole, hissing at us like an angry cat.

Hermione: Don't you care about Gryffindor, do you only care about yourselves, I don't want Slytherin to win the house cup, and you'll lose all the points I got from Professor McGonagall for knowing about Switching Spells.

YN: You mean the points you, Ava, and I got?  It wasn't just you, Hermione.

Ron: Go away.

Hermione: All right, but I warned you, you just remember what I said when you're on the train home tomorrow, you're so-

But whatever we were, we didn't find out.  Hermione had turned to the portrait of the Fat Lady to get back inside and found herself facing an empty painting.  The Fat Lady had apparently gone on a nighttime stroll, and Hermione was locked out of Gryffindor tower.

Hermione: Now what am I going to do?

Ron: That's your problem.  We've got to go, we're going to be late.

We hadn't even reached the end of the corridor when Hermione caught up with us.

Hermione: I'm coming with you.

YN: What?  Why?

Hermione: Do you think I'm going to stand out here and wait for Filch to catch me?  If he finds all three of us I'll tell him the truth, that I was trying to stop you, and you can back me up.

Ron: You've got some nerve-

YN: Shut up, both of you!  I see something down the hall.

Hermione: How could you possibly see anything?  You're wearing pitch black glasses!  Which, by the way, I'm surprised the teachers haven't confiscated!

YN: They're to protect my eyes.  I have a magic ability that's always activated through my eyes.  If I take them off, I get tired and it hurts.  Now shut up.

Ron: Is it Mrs. Norris?

It wasn't Mrs. Norris.  It was Neville.  He was curled up on the floor, fast asleep, but jerked suddenly awake as we crept nearer.

Neville: Thank goodness you found me!  I've been out here for hours, I couldn't remember the new password to get in to bed.

Harry: Keep your voice down, Neville.  The password's "pig snout" but it won't help you now, the Fat Lady's gone off somewhere.

YN: How're you feeling after that fall?

Neville: Fine.  Thanks for saving me, by the way.

Harry: Well, look, Neville, we've got to be somewhere, we'll see you later-