{Half A Hero} Hufflepuff!Reader

Chapter 22: Dreams and Extra Lessons

You hazarded a request for help from Harry, while you three and Snuffles continued to lay about your room depressively. Each of you making your efforts together yet separately to distract that Hermione would be busy with more than just course work and the two boys for homework.

"Why do you need to sneak around your father's castle at night?" He asked.

"Well, when you put it that way, it seems like I'm allowed to stroll around with the paroling teachers of the night."

"Aren't you?"

"Don't be daft. Why would I ask for help if I'm allowed freedom of movement?"

Snuffles had hopped onto the bed. He lay beside Harry as a bored puddle. You hazarded a pet at his head, and was allowed this time. Harry mentioned that he had an invisiblility cloak, but the price would be the reason for needing it.

"Raven invited me out the castle tonight." You relented. "I'll tell you why when you get me the cloak."

Ron whistled at the request. A high pitch screech of approval that irritated Snuffles. He bit at the air towards Ron as he apologized.

"Where did you learn to negotiate from?" Ron asked.

"When my dad used to let me tag along for poaching surveillance, I was allowed to listen to the ease dropping. When are you gonna get me the blanket, Hazard?"

"Its a cloak, and I can get it to you after dinner." He said, with a coyness about him as he told you where to meet him.

You couldn't help but be suspicious. Not when the meet up spot was nearest to the path you needed tonight. He was going to make you take him. The reason of why you needed to be invisible did not matter clearly, it was that you were going to meet Raven.

This idea was reinforced when Ron waggled his eyebrows at you after Harry said the spot is least surveyed by the teachers. It would only be Flich to watch for. As always.

"And that cat." Ron reminded. "Mrs Norris like patrolling for the minpins."

"Minpins? At the castle?"

"What are minpins?" Harry asked.

Ron choked on a chip at his friend's pronunciation. He thumped a fist to his chest, struggled over to your drink station and grabbed the first thing he could. Ron let out a breathe of relief. Placed the bottle-like jug down, counter to three in his head and picked up the refilled drink to bring to the bed.

"You want anything?"

Both you and Harry choose chocolate milk. Each having different descriptions of it. So the enchanted tea tray your father had gifted you conjured two jugs of different milks. Ron looked at you both with exhaust, before bringing the tray to your bed side snack trolley.

"I love this place." Ron said opening up a container of chocolate truffles.

"What the heck is a minpin?"

You ate more chips and wondered if your father had plans to fatten you up so you can't run around the castle. You'd summon more healthy snacks. Harry looked like he wanted to say minpins again so you let him ask again.

"Tiny people. They like living in the forest, and use birds to move around." You explained. "It's sewer side if they live on the ground. Why are they here? They hate people."

"There's something worse to hate apparently. But Hermione got invited into that hero fan club before she could tell us more."

You tried to summon roasted cashew nuts, but the trolley did not have it in stock. You poked at the handle for it to project it's inventory, and went through the list. It was all comfort snacks, which made you feel right about him wanting you to roll from classroom to classroom.