Bit of a good omens crossover
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The enchanted platform at King's Cross Station was filled
with bustling students and teary-eyed parents saying their goodbyes. Amidst the sea of excitement and apprehension, a peculiar family stood out. Aziraphale, with his kind eyes and immaculate attire, and Crowley, with his dark sunglasses and confident smirk, watched as their daughter, Y/N, prepared for her first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Are you sure you have everything you need, dear?" Aziraphale fussed, smoothing an invisible crease on Y/N's robes.
"Yes, Dad, I've checked twice," Y/N reassured him, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and nerves.
Crowley ruffled Y/N's hair, earning a playful swat from her. "Remember, kiddo, don't let them push you around. And if you ever need anything, well, you know how to find us."
Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with the love and support of her unusual but loving parents. "I know, Papa. I'll be fine. Hogwarts is going to be amazing."
As the train whistle blew, signaling the final call for boarding, Y/N hugged her parents tightly before grabbing her trunk and making her way onto the train. She found an empty compartment and settled in, her mind buzzing with thoughts of the adventures that lay ahead.
The train journey to Hogwarts was long but filled with new faces and budding friendships. Y/N quickly made acquaintances with a few students, exchanging stories and laughter as the lush countryside sped past the windows.
When the train finally arrived at Hogsmeade Station, the first-year students were led to the castle by the towering figure of Hagrid. The sight of Hogwarts, with its majestic towers and glowing windows, took Y/N's breath away. She felt a thrill of anticipation as they crossed the lake and entered the grand castle.
The Sorting Hat ceremony was a blur of excitement and nervous energy. When it was finally her turn, Y/N stepped forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She sat on the stool, and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head.
"Ah, interesting," the hat mused. "A unique heritage and a brave heart. But where to place you... I see loyalty, intelligence, courage, and ambition. Difficult, very difficult. But I think... Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table erupted in cheers as Y/N joined them, feeling a sense of belonging wash over her. As the feast began, she marveled at the array of food and the magical atmosphere of the Great Hall.
Over the next few weeks, Y/N settled into her new life at Hogwarts. She attended classes, explored the castle, and made friends. One of those friends was Pandora Lovegood, a quirky and kind-hearted Ravenclaw with a penchant for the unusual.
Pandora and Y/N quickly became close, bonding over their shared love of magical creatures and the mysteries of the wizarding world. They spent hours in the library, pouring over books and discussing their theories on various magical phenomena.
One afternoon, as they sat by the lake, Pandora glanced at Y/N, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Do you ever wonder about your parents' lives before you were born?" she asked, skipping a stone across the water.
Y/N smiled, her eyes reflecting the sunlight dancing on the lake's surface. "All the time. Dad and Papa have such incredible stories. Sometimes it's hard to believe they're real."
Pandora nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Your family is truly unique. It's amazing how different they are from each other, yet they fit together perfectly."
Y/N laughed softly. "That's true. They've taught me so much about love and acceptance."
Pandora's gaze lingered on Y/N, a warmth spreading through her chest. She found herself drawn to Y/N in ways she didn't fully understand. The connection they shared was deeper than friendship, but Pandora was hesitant to explore those feelings. She valued their bond too much to risk complicating it.
As the weeks turned into months, Pandora's feelings for Y/N grew stronger. She cherished their time together, savoring every laugh, every shared secret, and every moment of understanding. Yet, she kept her emotions in check, fearing that expressing her feelings might change the dynamic between them.
One evening, as they walked back to the castle after a particularly challenging Potions class, Pandora turned to Y/N, her heart pounding. "You know, Y/N, I'm really glad we met. You've become such an important part of my life."
Y/N smiled, her eyes warm and sincere. "I'm glad we met too, Pandora. You're like the sister I never had."
Pandora's heart ached at Y/N's words, but she smiled nonetheless. "We'll always be friends, right?"
"Always," Y/N replied without hesitation, linking her arm with Pandora's as they continued their walk.
As their first year at Hogwarts drew to a close, Pandora made a silent promise to herself. She would cherish the bond she shared with Y/N, supporting her as a friend and keeping her deeper feelings hidden. For now, just having Y/N in her life was enough. And maybe, one day, she would find the courage to reveal the full extent of her heart. But until then, she would be content with the friendship that meant the world to her.
