The Philosophers Stone - Harry Potter Male Reader Insert

12: Lessons

Y/N L/N opened his eyes, and for the first time in a while, he knew what it like to wake up without being jumped on by a hyper little sister.

After the feast they had been lead to the Gryffindor common room by Ron Weasely's brother Percy, who was a Prefect, it was concealed behind a painting of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress. To enter, they had to say a password.

It was a cosy, round room filled with squashy armchairs. There were also a few fireplaces.

They were then lead into a spiral staircase to the boys dormitories, Hermione had quickly waved him goodbye before following her Prefect to the girls dormitories.

He shared a room with Harry, Ron, Neville and two other boys he didn't know.

Y/N lay in bed for a while. There was still time to do so before breakfast. He remembered how uninterested he was to make friends at Hogwarts. And yet, he had already accidently made one.

Under normal circumstances, he would have found this irritating. But Hermione seemed clever and intellectually curious, she wouldn't be a distraction from education, but a helpful partner.

He could make the exception of one friend.

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There were a hundred and forty - two staircases at Hogwarts. Getting to lessons was rather challenging to say the least. Even with their intelligence, Y/N and Hermione still got lost a few times. There were doors that didn't open unless you asked them politely, or tickled them in exactly the right place, and doors that weren't really doors at all, but solid walls just pretending.

Then there was Peeves the Poltergeist. He was worth two locked doors and a trick staircase if you met him when you were late for a class. He would drop waste - paper baskets on your head, pull rugs from under your feet and pelt you with bits of chalk.

Even worse than Peeves, if that was possible, was Filch the caretaker. He seemed to have a real unpleasant liking towards children, and loves an excuse to unnecessary punish. He owned a cat, Mrs Morris. Unlike Coconuts beautiful elegance this cat was a scrawny, dust - coloured creature with bulging eyes. She patrolled the corridors alone. Break a rule in front of her, put one toe out of line, and she would whisk off for Filch, who'd appear, wheezing, two seconds later.

As expected, Coconut wasn't a big fan of Mrs Norris. Being a cat, she too was allowed to patrol the school corridors, exploring her surroundings. Y/N actually caught Coconut attempting a sneak attack on an unsuspecting Mrs Norris, who was minding her own business being a pest.

And then, when you managed to find them, there were the lessons themselves.

They had to study the night skies through their telescopes every Wednesday at midnight and learn the names of different stars and movements of planets. Three times a week they went out to the greenhouses behind the caste to study Herbology, with a dumpy little witch called Professor Sprout.

Easily the most boring lesson was History of Magic, which was the only class taught by a ghost, Professor Binns. He drowned on and on while they scribbled down names and dates. Hermione never expressed any boredom towards this lesson, she simply wrote without any complaints. Y/N, knowing how important being educated was, simply went with it. Didn't mean he didn't find it boring though.

Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard who had to stand on a pile of books to see over his desk. At the start of the lesson, whilst taking the register, he gave an excited squeak and toppled out of sight. Reaching Y/N's name however, he made an entirely different noise, one that seemed to be a noise of slight, very slight fear. Which his classmates looked at him in confusion.