Infinite Magic (Male Reader x Harry Potter)

My Dumb Friends Find Out

The thick rain splattering the windows made it very difficult to see out of them.  Ron undid his trunk, pulled out his maroon dress robes, and flung them over Pigwidgeon's cage to muffle his hooting.

Ron: Bagman wanted to tell us what's happening at Hogwarts, at the World Cup, remember?  But my own mother won't say.  Wonder what-

Hermione: Shh!

She was pointing toward the compartment next to theirs.  Harry and Ron listened, and heard a familiar drawling voice drifting in through the open door.

Draco: Father actually considered sending me to Durmstrang rather than Hogwarts, you know.  He knows the headmaster, you see.  Well, you know his opinion of Dumbledore, the man's such a Mudblood lover... and Durmstrang doesn't admit that sort of riffraff.  But Mother didn't like the idea of me going to school so far away.  Father says Durmstrang takes a far more sensible line than Hogwarts about the Dark Arts.  Durmstrang students actually learn them, not just the defense rubbish we do...

Ava got up, tiptoed to the compartment door, and slid it shut, blocking out Malfoy's voice.  She then sat back down next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder.  I smirked, Ron and Harry either didn't see or didn't think anything of it.  My best friends are idiots.

Hermione: So he thinks Durmstrang would have suited him, does he?  I wish he had gone, then we wouldn't have to put up with him.

Harry: Durmstrang's another Wizarding school?

Hermione: Yes, and it's got a horrible reputation.  According to "An Appraisal of Magical Education in Europe", it puts a lot of emphasis on the Dark Arts.

Ron: I think I've heard of it.  Where is it?  What country?

Hermione: Well, nobody knows, do they?

Harry: Er, why not?

YN: There's a lot of rivalry between all the big magic schools.  Durmstrang and Beauxbatons like to conceal their whereabouts so nobody can steal their secrets.  But I'm almost positive Beauxbatons is in France.

Ron: Come off it, Durmstrang's got to be about the same size as Hogwarts, how are you going to hide a great big castle?

Hermione: But Hogwarts is hidden!  Everyone knows that... well, everyone who's read "Hogwarts: A History", anyway.

Ava snuck a kiss on my cheek.  Harry and Ron still hadn't noticed.  I facepalmed and Ava started giggling.

Ron: Just you, then.  So go on, how d'you hide a place like Hogwarts?

Hermione: It's bewitched.  If a Muggle looks at it, all they see is an old ruin with a sign over the entrance saying to keep out.

Ron: So Durmstrang'll just look like a ruin to an outsider too?

Hermione: Maybe.  Or it might have Muggle repelling charms on it, like the World Cup stadium.  And to keep foreign wizards from finding it, they'll have made it Unplottable-

Harry: Come again?

Ava put a hand on my chest, still leaning on my shoulder.  Are they blind?

Hermione: Well, you can enchant a building so it's impossible to plot on a map, can't you?

Harry: Er... if you say so.

Hermione: But I think Durmstrang must be somewhere in the far north.  Somewhere very cold, because they've got fur capes as part of their uniforms.

Ron: Ah, think of the possibilities.  It would've been so easy to push Malfoy off a glacier and make it look like an accident.  Shame his mother likes him.