Harry Potter Preferences (Maurauder, Golden, and next gen)

How You Met (Extended)

A/N- Y'all the lengths of these are all over the place. Sorry if the one you wanted is short! Hopefully you enjoy them anyway. -FandomLuv

Harry- "Y/n!" a familiar, happy voice called to me. I could recognize my best friend, Luna's voice from anywhere. I sigh, closing my book and setting it on the windowsill where I have been sitting for the past two hours. 
       Knowing Luna, I won't be coming back to it for a long time. I swing my legs over the edge of the windowsill and hop off lightly, landing in front of Luna right as she reached me. I notice that she is carrying a satchel filled with wrapped meat and apples.
       "I take we'll be feeding the thestrals today?" A small smile plays on my lips and I laugh.
       "Yes, we are. And there is someone I'd like you to meet." She says wistfully. I nod and watch her take a seat on the couch before I shake my head in amusement. I run to my dorm to grab a coat and my own bag which holds my sketchbook and some pencils one of my dorm-mates had given me at the end of last year.
       Once we start walking toward the Forbidden Forest I put my coat on and listen intently to Luna's rambling about the Longbottom boy that is in the year above us. When we finally get there, I ask Luna for some of the apple slices she has tucked in her bag, which she hands me without a thought. I walk away from her slightly and over to a tree stump I found last time we were here. I open up the bag of apples and pull out my sketchbook. I'm waiting for only five minutes when I hear the soft crunch of the dried leaves behind me. I smile and pull a pencil from my bag and turn slowly to face the creature I knew was approaching me. 
       The young thestral approached me cautiously, lead by its nose to the juicy fruit I was holding. I pull out an apple slice and put it in the palm of my hand. I slowly extend my arm to hold the apple out to the thestral. She sniffs my hand and takes the apple, prancing a few feet away and glancing at me. I toss her another apple slice and open my sketchbook, continuing the picture I started last time I came.
        I spend the next ten minutes drawing the minute details of the thestral and toss her apple slices every few minutes, when she gets antsy. When I finish my drawing I close up my book and pack away my supplies. I pet the thestral and give her the last two apple slices from the bag. I start walking in the direction of where Luna usually goes to find more of the thestrals. When I find her, I'm surprised to see a human boy, one I can't identify from behind, standing with her. When she told me she wanted me to meet someone, I had assumed she meant a creature. 
       I walk over and call out her name, which makes her and the boy turn around. When I see who it is, I feel like the wind has been knocked out of me. Luna smiles innocently at me, but I see the mischief hidden in her eyes. I do my best to smile and shake his hand when Harry Potter introduces himself to me. I do my best not to stutter when I respond and count all the ways I can get back at Luna for inviting him to join us without warning me. Maybe next time I'll invite Longbottom to study with us in the Library?

Ron- Where is the blasted platform? I've been to Kings' Cross Station hundreds of time and I've never seen a 'Platform 9 3/4'! 
        I shove my cart forward, dodging the masses of people entering and leaving the station. The large crowds do nothing to calm my nerves and I ignore my racing heart. At first I though it would be a bit much to show up an hour early, but now I'm wishing I had left earlier. I wander around for at least fifteen minutes before something catches my attention.
       I see a pair of tall and lanky redhead boys snickering to each other from not far away. They glance around, as if they're getting into mischief when they know they shouldn't. I wonder what their chuckling abou- 
       My thoughts are interrupted by a crash and jolt. I shake my head and look up. I had unintentionally started walking toward them and in the process, I had managed to crash into someone.
       "I'm very sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm just a bit lost..." I stop when I see the wide-eyed look I'm getting from the boy in front of me. He has freckles and a long thin nose, and his face looks to be competing with his hair for which can more closely resemble a tomato. Standing next to him are a girl with bushy brown hair and buck teeth and a slender boy with glasses and messy black hair. I look from face to face, noticing that the others in their group had started to stare at me.
       A cold sweat starts on the back of my neck and I can feel my throat constricting. I try to calm my breathing, but its no use. I can feel my hands start to shake. I look away from the crowd and bend down to pick up my book bag which had fallen. I carefully pick up the carrier where my kitten is mewling angrily. I stay on the floor, hoping that as I try to calm her, the same will happen for me.
       I hear a few quiet whispers and then silence. I let out a shaky breath only to be frightened out of my skin when the boy pops his head around the cart to look at me. 
       "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You alright?" The boy continues to stare at me.
       I nod my head silently, not trusting my voice. He looks away for a moment and then turns sheepishly to face me. 
       "You said you were lost? Are you looking for platform 9 and 3/4?" He whispers. I look at him and see that he is being serious. I nod and slowly stand up, gripping the handle of the trolley tightly.
       "Well, we're going there now, if you'd like us to show you."
       "Yes, please." I manage a smile. It only takes a few turns for us to find the platform. I didn't believe him at first until I saw one of the twins run through the wall. 
       The boy introduces himself as Ron and invites me to sit with him and his friends, Harry and Hermione, on the ride to Hogwarts.