But She's A Hufflepuff // d.h. x reader

Chapter Six

Hello again hoomans, aliens, or anyone reading this. This took a bit too long for me to post, though it has been written for a while. Soz.

"Welcome, students, to your first year of Transfigurations at Hogwarts. As you may remember, I am Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house," the strict lady from last night's feast explained calmly as we entered. I sat in the front once again, where there was an odd table arrangement where everyone sat in threes. I sat with Louise at the front, while Connor and Phil headed off to sit with their friend from Gryffindor, PJ.

"Hello," a suave voice introduced from behind me, "I'm Finn Harries. May I sit here? Most seats are saved or full." I nodded without turning around, so I wouldn't miss a beat of anything Professor McGonagall said. Louise poked me and mouthed lunch boy, pointing inconspicuously at the newcomer. I turned and took one look at his face. Hot damn, it was him all right. The Gryffindor stalker boy from lunch.

"Hello, Finn Harries, I'm y/n l/n, and this is Louise Pentland. Nice to meet you!"

He grinned. "I believe the pleasure is all mine." Cute. I wondered what was going to happen here.

~Time Skip to After Transfigurations~

"That is all for today," Professor McGonagall announced. "You are dismissed." I got up and gathered the loose parchment still on the table. Finn and I had whispered conversations throughout the class, so my notes were not the best to say the least.

"Hey, y/n?" Finn asked. I spun to face him. "Want to sit with me at dinner?" I nodded enthusiastically and waved goodbye. He waved back excitedly and sauntered off with a smirk plastered on his pretty face.

"What happened there, y/n?" Louise questioned happily. "Did he just ask you out? How cute!" I blushed and nodded, looking to the ground. Then, I smashed into someone who was not so happy.

"Goddammit," they muttered, obviously not sure what had just happened either.

"Dan, y/n, are you two okay?" Phil asked worriedly. Ugh. I had walked straight into Dan of all people? Good job, y/n.

"I'm fine," I mumbled, frantically gathering the items that had spilled out of my hands. It would be horrendous to be late for a class on my first day. Dan just got up, taking what was his in a quick swoop of his arm, and strode off towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom wordlessly. Show off. Phil and Louise bent down to help me, gathering spilled quills from across the corridor. Everyone passing by left a wide berth between us, either helpfully, like Hufflepuffs, or while snickering and pointing, like Slytherins.

"Hey, look, it's Dan's definitely-not-girlfriend from Hufflepuff on the floor," a familiar sardonic voice sneered. "How'd you get down there?" I hung my head and refused to retaliate.

"I bumped into Dan on accident," I explained calmly. He and his companions howled with laughter.

"On accident, huh? Who else bets she did it on purpose because of her not-so-secret crush on Dan?" He crowed. His companions jeered and agreed tantalizingly.

"I do not have a crush on that self-centered twat bucket! He has only ever treated me horribly, just like you, may I add!" I yelled. Harrison and his his cronies oohed and backed away slowly.

"Feisty, are we?" Harrison commented. "And I bet Dan won't like hearing that."

I growled and stood up. "And why in the world why would I care, Harrison? Just shut up." He thankfully backed off, seemingly satisfied.

"That little shit," I muttered. "Thinks he can push anyone around." Louise, Connor, and Phil stood there speechless, shocked expressions smothering their usually cheerful faces. Louise silently pulled me into a hug, which I gladly reciprocated.

"Are you sure you want to enter a classroom full of Slytherins right now?" I nodded, still frightened, but not going to miss a pretty important class because of a few dumb-ass dudes. "Wow, you're pretty brave. I would be sobbing in the loo right now if I was in your position!" I smiled hesitantly. Louise had only been my friend for one day and already knew how to calm me down.

"We better get to class," Connor added ever so cheerfully. Phil still stood there shell shocked. I couldn't blame him, really. "You coming, Phil?" He nodded hollowly. Of course I felt bad, but it wasn't like what I had said about Dan wasn't true.

"I'm sorry you had to witness that guys," I apologized. "It was unfair of me."

Phil shook his head, finally speaking. "It wasn't your fault, y/n. I'll admit it was sort of Dan's, but Harrison was mainly at fault. I just can't believe Dan right now." I felt instantly bad.

"Oh, Phil, don't let me ruin your friendship with Dan, or you two's either," I mentioned, motioning to Louise and Connor, "just because we don't get along."

"But you were right!" He insisted. "Dan has only treated you badly for no good reason at all! And I'm sick of it. It's not like he does it to anyone else, either!" I fiddled nervously with my hands as we entered as a group.

"Ah, m-more st-students!" Professor Quirrell stuttered. "S-sit down!" We sat at the back of the room, to attract less attention than we already were. My eyes curiously scanned the room. It definitely seemed like a room fit for the Dark Arts. A dragon skeleton hung from the ceiling, which is something common wizards and witches probably don't have in their homes.

"M-Ms. L/n?" Professor Quirrell called. My head perked up. "Can you tell me wh-where the Kappa is most commonly fu-found?" I nodded. It was early in the textbook, on one of the first pages of the required reading.

"In Mongolia," I responded knowingly. Professor Quirrell nodded and pointed to Dan. Ugh.

"Mr. Howell?" He asked. Dan, who had been chatting casually with Harrison, turned to faced the ever-quivering professor.

"Yes, Professor?" Dan responded politely. Goddammit. He probably knew the answer to whatever Quirrell was going to ask.

"What are the effects of the th-three Unforgivable Curses?" Dan smirked and counted off with his long fingers.

"Crucio is a torture curse inflicting excruciating pain, Imperius gains total control over the person's body, and Avada Kedavra is the killing curse that causes instant death." I was impressed to say the least, and more so was Quirrell. He applauded Howell and addressed the class.

"Bravo, Mr. Howell! Bravo, in-indeed! I see both you and Ms. L/n both did your re-required r-reading." I flushed in embarrassment when classmates turned to look at me curiously. This was going to be a long class.

Haha sorry this is such trash. And for my self-promo of the day, i'll be advertising my other Wizarding World meets Dan and Phil fanfic, called A Slytherin's Secrets. It's an AU, not an x reader, so there's that. Anyway, ya'll have a sticker for putting up with my shit and actually reading this far. Congrats.

So long and goodnight, Mori ^.^