Butterflies (Harry Potter x reader)

The Unusual Quidditch Game

(I recently learned you can sit at other house's tables, not realizing that's literally what Luna did. Sooooo.... yeah that's whats going to happen basically :))

The next morning I decided to sit with my new friends, I can't believe I get to call them that, at the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Caroline!" I called to her.

"Y/n!" she exclaimed. "I didn't get a chance to ask you what happened last night."

"Uh I'm not sure if I'm allowed to disclose that information, but I can tell you it cost me 5 points to Hufflepuff." I nervously stated.

"Oh.. ok" she said.

"Oh also, I think for breakfast this morning I'm going to sit with Harry, Ron, and Hermione." I said.

"Ok... you know you've been spending a lot of time with them lately..." she stated.

"Are you upset?" I asked.

"No no, it's.. It's fine," she spoke.

"Alright. If you say so." I hugged her and skipped to the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Y/n!" Hermione exclaimed upon seeing me.

"Hi" Ron casually said.

"Hey guys!" I beamed.

I looked to Harry who was nervously picking at his food.

"Harry, you alright?" I asked, concerned.

"Mhm" He mumbled, still looking down at his food.

I looked to the others, asking with my eyes what's going on.

"He's nervous for his first Quidditch game." Hermione stated. "So what are you doing over here Y/n?"

"Oh I just wanted to sit here with you lot if that's alright," I answered.

Hermione nodded with a smile on her face, seeming to be happy at my being here.

I looked to Harry again, worry consuming me.

"Take a bit of toast, mate, go on." Ron suggested to Harry.

"Ron's right, Harry. You're going to need your strength today." Hermione remarked.

"I'm not hungry,"

Suddenly, Professor Snape appears.

"Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you. Even if it is against Slytherin." he spits in disgust to Harry. Then walks off... limping?

"That explains the blood." Harry mumbles.

"Blood?" Hermione questions.

"Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping." Harry confirms.

"But why would anyone go near that dog?" Hermione asks.

3 headed dog? What on earth were they talking about?

"Um sorry don't mean to interrupt, but what's this 3 headed dog you're talking about?" I inquired.

They seemed to widen their eyes as though, I thought, maybe they weren't supposed to say that?

"Um just a second Y/n," Ron told me.

He pulled the other 2 in a small circle reaching across the table.

I awkwardly sit there while they are whispering things to each other.

I hear bits of the conversation.