"She's a Potter. It's forbidden."
Harry and (y/n) Potter, the twins who lived are headed to Hogwarts for their first year, and so on. Unfolding the mysteries of Hogwarts and Voldemort, the twins seem to get into more and more trouble every year. It...
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"MORNING EVERYONE." Professor Sprout says to everyone. "Good morning Professor Sprout." Everyone says, giving the attention she had wanted. "Welcome to greenhouse three, second years. Now gather 'round everyone." She says, motioning for everyone to come closer, "Today we're going to re-pot Mandrakes. Who here can tell me what the properties of the Mandrake root." She asks. Instantly, Hermione and Y/n's hand flew up. Y/n had studied just about everything over the holidays, well, as much as she could find, "Ms. Granger, Ms. Potter?" Sprout asks the two girls.
"Mandrake or Mandragora, is used to turn those who've been petrified back to their original state." Hermione says proudly. "It's also quite dangerous, the Mandrakes cry is fatal to anyone who hears it." Y/n adds. "Excellent! Ten points to Gryffindor." Says Sprout as small whispers break out, "Now, as our Mandrakes are only seedlings the cry's wont kill you, yet. But they could knock you out for several hours which is why I've given each of you a pair of earmuffs for protection." Sprout announces, "So can you please put them on, right away." She says. Everyone grabs the earmuffs in front of them and put them on.
"Quickly, flaps tight down and watch me closely." She says, "You grasp your Mandrake firmly, you pull it out of the pot, got it? Now you dump it down into the other pot, and sprinkle a bit of soil to keep it warm." She says. While she sprinkled the soil, Neville fell to the ground, unconscious, "Huh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs." Huffs Sprout, collecting a quiet laugh from Draco whom sat on the left hand side of Y/n while Hermione sat on the right.
"No ma'am. He's just fainted." Seamus says, looking down at Neville then to Sprout. "Oh, well, just leave him there." Sprout shrugs, "Right, on we go. Plenty of pots to go around. Grasp your Mandrake and pull it up!" Sprout says. Everyone does as told, making a loud array of cries fill the greenhouse. Draco, deciding to be a joke, tickles the stomach of his Mandrake and puts one of his fingers in its mouth, not realising that the Mandrake would bite him back, which it did. Y/n bursts into a fit of giggles as she held her Mandrake, watching Draco try to pull his finger out.
"Stop laughing, Potter." Draco blushed embarrassingly as he glared at his Mandrake, smashing it into the other pot. "Sorry.." Y/n mumbles through laughter. "You're still laughing!" He says loudly. "I'm sorry, it just looked, really, really funny." Giggles Y/n as she plants her Mandrake, sprinkling some soil onto it. She didn't look at Draco but a smile was plastered on his face. He then noticed he was smiling and quickly dropped it.
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The students all sat in the hall for lunch and homework while Ron tries taping his wand together, "Say it. I'm doomed." Ron sighed, looking at the tape roll hanging off of his wand. "You're doomed." Harry and Y/n say as they worked next to each other on their homework.
"Hi Harry! H-Hi Y/n!" A boy says out of nowhere and snaps a picture, the flash from the camera catching some peoples attention. "I'm Colin Creevey. I'm in Gryffindor too." He says quickly and nervously. "Hi Colin! Nice to meet you." Y/n says, holding out a hand. "Y-you want me to shake your hand?" Colin stutters and blushes beet-red, "Well, yes, who else would I be holding my hand out for?" Y/n laughs. Colin shakes her hand, "Hi Colin." Harry waves slightly.
