The Philosophers Stone - Harry Potter Male Reader Insert

32: Games And Puzzles

"Better get the cloak." Ron muttered as the last of the Gryffindors made their way to their dorms that night.

It was night, they had returned from dinner a few hours ago and just sat in the Common Room, with nothing better to do other than wait for the Gryffindors to go to bed.

After the Common room had been completely emptied, Harry ran upstairs to get his cloak and the flute Hagrid got him for Christmas.

"We'd better put the cloak on here." he said, when he came back down. "And make sure it covers all four of us - if Filch spots one of our feet wandering along on it's own-"

"What are you doing?" came a voice from the corner of the room. Neville appeared from behind an armchair, clutching Trevor the toad, who looked as though he'd been trying to escape again.

"Nothing, Neville, nothing." Y/N said quickly. Harry hurriedly put the cloak behind his back.

"You're going out again." he said.

"No, no, no," said Hermione. "No we're not. Why don't you go back to bed Neville?"

Y/N tutted in impatience, Snape could be playing Fluffy to sleep at this very moment.

"You can't go out," said Neville, "You'll be caught again and Gryffindor will get into even more trouble."

"You don't understand." said Harry. "This is important."

"I won't let you do it," he said, hurrying to stand in front of the portrait hole. "I'll - I'll fight you!"

"Neville," Ron exploded. "Get away from that hike and don't be an idiot."

"Don't call me an idiot!" said Neville. "I don't think you should be breaking any more rules!"

"Neville." Y/N said sternly. "What are you trying to prove here? That you're worthy enough to be a Gryffindor? That this will be the only act of courage you'll be able to commit in your life? Don't think like that. You're already more courageous than most people I know. The hat chose you for Gryffindor, and the hat is rarely wrong."

Neville trembled, but held his fists up as Y/N stepped closer. "Go on then, try and hit me!" he said. "I'm ready!"

Harry turned to Hermione.

"Do something!" he said desperately.

Hermione stepped forward.

"Neville," she said shakily. "I'm really, really sorry about this."

She raised her wand.

"Petrificus Totalus!" she cried, pointing it at Neville.

Neville's body went rigid, and tumbled to the floor, flat on his face.

Hermione ran to turn him over. Neville's jaws were clamped shut, so he couldn't speak.

"Full Body-Bind." Y/N said softly, "Harsh but necessary."

"We had to Neville, no time to explain." Harry said quickly. They quickly left.

Surprisingly, the cloak just about managed to cover all of them, Ron had to crouch a little due to his tall stature, but other than that they were fine.

The heard a sound on their way, but it turned out it was just Mrs Norris. "Oh let's kick her, just this once." Ron whispered.

It turned it such a kick was unnecessary, as moments later Coconut came flying in out of nowhere and chased Mrs Norris out of their view. "That's my girl." Y/N grinned.

They didn't meet anyone until they reached the third floor, where Peeves was bobbing halfway up, loosening the carpet so people would trip.

"Who's there?" he called out suddenly. "I know you're there, even if I can't see you. Are you a ghoulie or a ghostie or a wee student beastie?"