Male x Male Reader

Harry Potter

Harry Potter x BottomMaleReader

Y/N POV

"What if they don't like me?" I looked up at my father, he gave me a kind smile.

"Now Y/N, why would anyone not like you, you are a kind boy?" I look down messing with my robes.

"Because of who my parents are." He pat my head, I looked up at him with a frown, he kneeled down.

"You are a generous boy, I know people will love to be your friend, even if they find out who your parents are it'll be okay. You know why?" I shake my head. "Because I will be there if you need any help." I smile up at him, he smiles giving me a hug. "Now are you ready for your first day at Hogwarts?"

"Yes and no, but I won't be afraid." He smiles.

"That's my boy. Now let's get a move on." I chuckle.

"Okay dad." We leave heading to Hogwarts earlier than the other students, he has me stand with Professor McGonagall as we wait for the other first years. "Hello Professor McGonagall, how are you?" She looks down at me and smiles.

"Fine Y/N, what about you?" I frown.

"I'm a little nervous." She smiles patting my head.

"Don't be, I know you'll make plenty of friends." I smile then we hear talking and see them. She does her speech and leaves to check the great hall.

"So it's true then, the great Harry Potter is here at Hogwarts." My eyes widen, father told me everything about my parents and Harry Potter, I look to see a blond-haired boy looking at a brown-haired boy. That must be him, he seems nice. "My name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." A red-haired boy snickers making him look at him. "Think my name's funny do ya. Don't have to tell me yours red hair, hand me down clothes, you must be a Weasley." I frown he isn't very nice, I hope I'm not in a house with him. "Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort, I can help you there."

"No thanks, I can tell the wrong sort myself." I see McGonagall come back and tap him on the shoulder. She leads us into the great hall, I see all the other students and get nervous, we make it to the front.

"Now I'll read your names and you'll be sorted." She grabs a scroll and opens it, I see my father and wave, he smiles. "Hermione Granger." A girl with bushy brown hair walks up, she looks nice to be friends with.

"Gryffindor!" I clap with the others, as she sits at the Gryffindor table.

"Draco Malfoy." The rude kid walked up to the hat, it didn't even touch him.

"Slytherin!" My eyes widen, I frown knowing I might have to be in a house with him.

"Ronald Weasley." The boy that Malfoy was being mean to walked up, I wouldn't mind being his friend.

"Another Weasley, I know where to put you. Gryffindor!" We clap.

"Y/N Dumbledore." My eyes widen as everyone whispers, I walk up to the stool and sit.

"Ah, you're a tricky one. You could go to either Slytherin or Gryffindor, especially with your family background." I close my eyes, I don't care which one as long as I can make friends. "Hmm, tricky indeed, how about. Slytherin!" I open my eyes and stand up and walk over to the table, I sit down as people pat my back, I look at father, he smiles and nods, I smile.

"Harry Potter." Again people start whispering, I watch him sit and debate with the hat.

"Gryffindor!" I smile and clap for him, the Slytherin table has some friendly looking people but a lot look mean and unfriendly. After everyone was sorted father made a speech and we had dinner.