Harry Potter x Reader

First Year - Fabulous 4 vs the troll

"Oh, is that a challenge?"
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Harry's POV

Me, Ron and (Y/N) were having a good laugh at seeing Malfoy's face, shcoked at the fact that we're still in the school.

By the next morning we thought that meeting the three-headed dog had been an excellent adventure. In the meantime, I filled Ron in about the package that seemed to have been moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts, we spent some time wondering what could possibly need such heavy protection.

"It's either really valuable or really dangerous," said Ron.

"Or both," I said.

"It has to be, or it wouldn't need such protection." (Y/N) told us.

Anyways, neither Neville nor Hermione showed the slightest interest in what lay underneath the dog and the trapdoor. Neville seemed scared to death.

Hermione was refusing to speak to the us, but we thought that'd do us some good. All we really wanted now was a way of getting back at Malfoy, and to our great delight, just such a thing arrived in the mail.

As the owls flooded into the Great Hall, everyone's attention was caught at once by two long, thin package carried by six pairs of large screech owls. Much to my surprise (and (Y/N)'s), they dropped the two odd parcels right infront of us. Another owl dropped a letter in the middle of the table.

(Y/N) opened the letter and leaned in
with Harry to read it.
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DO NOT OPEN THE PARCEL AT THE  
TABLE.

It contains your two new Nimbus Two Thousands, but I don't want everybody knowing you've got a broomstick or they'll all want one. Oliver Wood will meet you tonight on the Quidditch field at seven o'clock for your first training session.

Professor McGonagall
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I passed the note to Ron feeling all giddy.

"Nimbus Two Thousands!" Ron moaned enviously. "I've never even touched one."

"C'mon, we'll open them back in the common room!" (Y/N) said, as she practically jumped off her seat at the table grabbing the parcel and dragging both me and Ron along.

Halfway across the entrance hall we found the way upstairs barred by Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy seized the package from me.

"That's a broomstick," he said, throwing it back to me with a mixture of jealousy and spite on his face. "You'll be in for it this time, Potter, first years aren't allowed them."

"It's not any old broomstick, it's a Nimbus Two Thousand. (Y/N)'s got one too!" he said, gesturing to (Y/N) as Malfoy's face turned to another level of jealousy, "What did you say you've got at home, Malfoy, a Comet Two Sixty?Comets look flashy, but they're not in the same league as the Nimbus."