Chapter 8: Hogsmead

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That weekend was the first trip to Hogsmead of the year. All the third years were excited to go, except Harry who hadn't been able to get his form signed.

Harry walked the three of the to the castle gates and waved them goodbye.

"Poor Harry" Hermione said as the entered Hogsmead.

"Yeah shame he couldn't come" Ron said. "Well what'd you guys want to do first?"

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" (Y/n) shouted lobbing a snowball at Ron. Ron tried to throw one back but (Y/n) dodged and it hit Neville.

"Sorry Nev!" (Y/n) shouted to him, and in response Neville threw a snowball and (Y/n). Then Neville and Ron ganged up on (Y/n) and started pelting him with snowballs.

"Aggh Hermione help me!" (Y/n) shouted between snowballs. After a few more poorly thrown snowballs, (Y/n), Ron and Neville had managed to rope the majority of the village into a large scale snowball fight.

The fight ended after (Y/n) over judged his throw and put a snowball through the window of Honeydukes.

After profusely apologize and magically fixing the window, the three of them started to explore Hogsmead.

First they went to Zonko's, much to Hermione's disapproval. There Ron and (Y/n) stocked up on dugbombs and other items.

After that they visited Honeydukes. Well Ron and Hermione visited Honeydukes, (Y/n) had to wait outside as the owner had banned him for smashing the window.

Finally the sat in the Three Broomsticks drinking butterbeer.

"Do you think we should get something for Harry?" Hermione asked once they had gotten their butterbeers and had settled down at a table by the fire.

"Yeah I suppose so, what'd you think though?" Ron asked them.

"What about some stuff from Zonko's and Honeydukes or maybe some quidditch stuff. I think I saw a shop earlier." (Y/n) suggested.

"(Y/n)! You're on fire!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Really I mean it's not that great of an idea, I mean it would be better if we could get Harry here, and Zonko's and Honeydukes is a bit cliché."

"No! (Y/n) you're on fire!" Hermione said pointing to his robes.

(Y/n) looked down and saw that the hem of his cloak had gotten caught in the fire.

"Bugger!" He shouted as he jumped up and ran out of the inn, knocking a lady into the snowbank as he exited the door, and jumped in the snow and starting to roll in it.

As he got up he saw that a small crowd had stopped to watch him, and he gave a few bows to them all. That is until he realized they were there to help the lady he had knocked over.

He then realized who it was. He had knocked over Mrs. Flume, the owner of Honeydukes's wife. He got up to help her and for the second time that day apologized profusely to the owner of Honeydukes.

After the crowd had dissipated he caught sight of Ron and Hermione, who were doubled over in laughter.

"You know you could've just taken off your cloak (Y/n)" Hermione said through her laughs.

"Well I was on fire" (Y/n) said trying to defend his actions.

"I doubt you'll ever be allowed in Honeydukes again mate" Ron said still doubled over.

"I know" (Y/n) said bitterly. "I didn't even get to go in there once"

"We should probably head back to school" Hermione said after she had recovered from her laughter.

"Yeah s'pose so" Ron said. As they left the village (Y/n) yelled "I'm really sorry about the window" as they passed Honeydukes, and then quickly added "and for knocking over your wife!"

This caused Ron and Hermione to laugh again. (Y/n) rolled his eyes and strode away from them.

"So how was it?" Harry asked them when they got back.

"It was alright" Hermione said trying to make it seem as though Harry didn't miss much.

"You don't need to lie, honestly how was it?" Asked Harry once more.

"Zonko's was great Harry they had so much stuff, here we got you some" Ron started as he took a bag out of his robe pocket "and Honeydukes was amazing there were sweets up to the ceiling."

(Y/n) smacked the back of Ron's head. "Oi What was that for, he asked how it was" (Y/n) rolled his eyes.

"So it was that great huh?" Harry said downtrodden.

"Yeah well Ron didn't catch fire" (Y/n) commented darkly.

"It was your cloak (Y/n) not you" Hermione corrected "you make it seem as though your life was in danger"

"Well I was in the cloak so technically it was me, I mean if you think about it" (Y/n) said defensively.

Hermione stared at him for a second, "(Y/n) that doesn't make sense" 

"Yeah well it was close enough." (Y/n) said winking at Harry, causing him to laugh a little.

"Come on lets head up to the common room then." Hermione said and the four of them made their way to Gryffindor tower.

When they got there how ever there was a large crowd standing around the portrait.

"Come on What's taking so long!" Ron yelled to the front of the crowd, impatient as ever.

"I think somethings wrong" (Y/n) said standing on his toes "I think the portrait's empty"

Dumbledore pushed his way through the crowd and asked Peeves what was wrong, and he told them that Sirius Black has tried to get into the common room.

There was a huge commotion after that and the four of them got separate. (Y/n) pushed his way to the front of the crowd and was able to get into the common room.

He had to make sure that it was still there. His thoughts went back to last year when someone had broken into their dormitory to steal Riddle's diary, he had been worried about it then and he was worried about it now.

He dug through his trunk and found that it was still in the sock where he had left it. He pocketed the sock and left through the tattered portrait, and snuck his way into the Great Hall where everyone was spending the night.

He quickly found Harry, Ron and Hermione. Ron was already asleep and Harry and Hermione were talking in hushed voices.

"Good to see Ron waited around for me" (Y/n) said sarcastically kicking Ron as he walked past him.

"(Y/n) where were you we were worried!" Hermione said hugging (Y/n). "We thought Black might've gotten you!"

"And you were scared? If anything Black should be scared of me" "I got lost in the commotion that's all" he added when he saw Hermione's worried face.

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