Ms. Horned Serpent (Harry x Reader x Draco)

The FlOoO Powder

           Mrs. Weasley woke you all early the following Wednesday. After a quick half a dozen bacon sandwiches each, you pulled on your coats and Mrs. Weasley took a flowerpot off the kitchen mantelpiece and peered inside. "We're running low, Arthur," she sighed. "We'll have to buy some more today...Ah well, guests first! After (y/n) can go first then, Harry dear!" And she offered you the flowerpot. You stared at them all watching you. "W-what am I supposed to do?" you stammered. "She's never traveled by Floo powder," said Ron suddenly. "Sorry, dear, I forgot." "Never?" said Mr. Weasley. "But how did you get to Diagon Alley to buy your school things last year?"

"I went in a car."you said."Floo powder a lot quicker, dear, but goodness me, if you've never used it before —" molly said. "she'll be alright, Mum," said Fred. "(y/n), watch us first." He took a pinch of glittering powder out of the flowerpot, stepped up to the fire, and threw the powder into the flames. With a roar, the fire turned emerald green and rose higher than Fred, who stepped right into it, shouted, "Diagon Alley!" and vanished.

"You must speak clearly, dear," Mrs. Weasley told you as George dipped his hand into the flowerpot. "And be sure to get out at the right grate..." "The right what?" you said nervously as the fire roared and whipped George out of sight, too. "Well, there are an awful lot of wizard fires to choose from, you know, but as long as you've spoken clearly —" "He'll be fine, Molly, don't fuss," said Mr. Weasley, helping himself to Floo powder too. "But, dear, if he got lost, how would we ever explain to her parents?" Mr. weasley gave her a look. "Well...all right...you go after Arthur," said Mrs. Weasley. "Now, when you get into the fire, say where you're going." "And keep your elbows tucked in," Ron advised. "And your eyes shut," said Mrs. Weasley. "The soot —" "Don't fidget," said Ron. "Or you might well fall out of the wrong fireplace —" "But don't panic and get out too early; wait until you see Fred and George." Trying hard to bear all this in mind, You took a pinch of Floo powder and walked to the edge of the fire. You took a deep breath, scattered the powder into the flames, and stepped forward; the fire felt like a warm breeze.

"Diagon Alley!" you yelled. It felt as though You were being sucked down a giant drain. You were spinning very fast — the roaring in your ears was deafening — you tried to keep your eyes open but the whirl of green flames made you feel sick —something hard knocked your elbows and you tucked it in tightly, still spinning and spinning — now it felt as though cold hands were slapping your face — squinting through the pain— then. "(Y/N)!" fred caught you as you fell out of the fireplace. "Come on!" mr. weasley said waving you over.

Harry got lost it the floo powder, it was around 10 minutes of looking. "(Y/N)!" You looked to see hermione granger. "HERMIONE!" You ran up to her a gave her a big hug. "I've missed you!" you said. "I've missed you too!" she said letting go, when whispered. "So, how's harry and draco." she knows of your crushes on the two boys. "Good, how's ron." you teased back, her face turning red. Then harry and hagrid walked into view. "HARRY!" you yelled, pulling out your wand, fixing his glasses. "Hello, Hagrid — Oh, it's wonderful to see you two again — Are you coming into Gringotts, Harry?" hermione said. "As soon as I've found the Weasleys," said Harry. "Yeh won't have long ter wait," Hagrid said with a grin. You, Harry, and Hermione looked around: Sprinting up the crowded street were Ron, Fred, George, Percy, and Mr. Weasley. "Harry," Mr. Weasley panted. "We hoped you'd only gone one grate too far..." He mopped his glistening bald patch. "Molly's frantic — she's coming now —"

"Where did you come out?" You asked. "Knockturn Alley," said Hagrid grimly. "Excellent!" said Fred and George together. "We've never been allowed in," said Ron enviously. "I should ruddy well think not," growled Hagrid. Mrs. Weasley now came galloping into view, her handbag swinging wildly in one hand, Ginny just clinging onto the other. "Oh, Harry — oh, my dear — you could have been anywhere —" Gasping for breath she pulled a large clothes brush out of her bag and began sweeping off the soot Hagrid hadn't managed to beat away.

"Well, gotta be off," said Hagrid, who was having his hand wrung by Mrs. Weasley ("Knockturn Alley! If you hadn't found him, Hagrid!"). "See yer at Hogwarts!" And he strode away, head and shoulders taller than anyone else in the packed street. "Guess who I saw in Borgin and Burkes?" Harry asked You Ron and Hermione as you climbed the Gringotts steps. "Malfoy and his father." "Did Lucius Malfoy buy anything?" said Mr. Weasley sharply behind them. "No, he was selling —" "So he's worried," said Mr. Weasley with grim satisfaction. "Oh, I'd love to get Lucius Malfoy for something..." "You be careful, Arthur," said Mrs. Weasley sharply as they were bowed into the bank by a goblin at the door. "That family's trouble. Don't go biting off more than you can chew —" "they're not that bad-" you voice was drowned out. "So you don't think I'm a match for Lucius Malfoy?" said Mr. Weasley indignantly, but he was distracted almost at once by the sight of Hermione's parents, who were standing nervously at the counter that ran all along the great marble hall, waiting for Hermione to introduce them. "But you're Muggles!" said Mr. Weasley delightedly. "We must have a drink! What's that you've got there? Oh, you're changing Muggle money. Molly, look!" He pointed excitedly at the ten-pound notes in Mr. Granger's hand. You giving them your money, and getting 50 galleons.

"Meet you back here," Ron said to Hermione and you, you talked with hermione and her parents. Back outside on the marble steps, they all separated. Percy muttered vaguely about needing a new quill. Fred and George had spotted their friend from Hogwarts, Lee Jordan. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were going to a secondhand robe shop. Mr. Weasley was insisting on taking the Grangers off to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. "We'll all meet at Flourish and Blotts in an hour to buy your school books," said Mrs. Weasley, setting off with Ginny. "And not one step down Knockturn Alley!" she shouted at the twins' retreating backs.

You, Harry, Ron, and Hermione strolled off along the winding, cobbled street. The bag of gold, silver, and bronze jangling cheerfully in Harry's pocket was clamoring to be spent, so he bought four large strawberry-and-peanut-butter ice creams, which you slurped happily as they wandered up the alley, examining the fascinating shop windows. Ron gazed longingly at a full set of Chudley Cannon robes in the windows of Quality Quidditch Supplies until Hermione dragged them off to buy ink and parchment next door. In Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop, they met Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, who were stocking up on Dr. Filibuster's Fabulous Wet-Start, No-Heat Fireworks, and in a tiny junk shop full of broken wands, lopsided brass scales, and old cloaks covered in potion stains they found Percy, deeply immersed in a small and deeply boring book called Prefects Who Gained Power.

"A study of Hogwarts prefects and their later careers," Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating..." "Go away," Percy snapped. "'Course, he's very ambitious, Percy, he's got it all planned out...He wants to be Minister of Magic..." Ron told you Harry and Hermione in an undertone as they left Percy to it. An hour later, they headed for Flourish and Blotts. They were by no means the only ones making their way to the bookshop. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd jostling outside the doors, trying to get in. The reason for this was proclaimed by a large banner stretched across the upper windows:

GILDEROY LOCKHART will be signing copies of his autobiography MAGICAL ME today 12:30P.M.to 4:30P.M.