saint potter- h.p

1.7

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troll bogies
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Hermione and (y/n) didn't return to their classes that day, not even showing up to the Halloween feast that came afterwards.

Harry thought it was a bit odd that (y/n) ran off after Hermione, after Ron had insulted her. Ron told him it was a just a girl thing, 'women supporting women' as he put it.

But Harry was still worried about the two of them. Mainly Hermione instead of (y/n), maybe he wouldn't mind so much if she was in trouble. He had tried countless times to be nice to her, but whenever he did she would instead fire back with some insult or join Malfoy to try and make fun of him or someone else. She might just be a lost cause.

"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked the Gryffindors around him.

"Parvati Patil says she wouldn't come out of the girls bathroom, she says that shes been in there all afternoon crying." Neville whispered to him.

Assuming the worst he started to resent (y/n) more and more. "She probably went off after her to make fun or her some more, and that's why Hermione hasn't left, But then where would (y/n) be?" He thought to himself scoffing.

Ron looked at him, his mouth stuffed with food and shrugged his shoulders.

Suddenly the doors burst open to reveal a particularly perturbed Professor Quirrell.

"TROLL!!!! IN THE DUNGEON!!" He yelled running up the tables towards the other professors.

"Oh so that's where (y/n) is." He thought smiling before scolding himself, "Not funny Harry, not funny."

Every student turned to face Dumbledore who got up slowly, each of them with a worried look on their face.

"Thought you ought to know." Quirrell mumbled before collapsing.

Then the sound of lighting thundered through the hall, like something out of a movie, causing everyone to start panicking.

"SILENCE." Dumbledore's voice boomed. "Everyone will you please, not panic. Now prefects will lead their house back to their dormitories, Teachers follow me to the dungeons."

Everyone started to disperse out of the Great Hall and toward their dorms.

"Wait a minute Ron, Hermione." Harry whispered.

"Oh yeah right." They silently snuck away from the crowd and towards the girls bathrooms. But before they make it there they heard a loud growl up ahead.

"I think the trolls left the dungeon." Ron said worriedly, Harry pulled him behind a door the both of them watching as the massive troll trudged through the halls.

"He's going into the girls bathroom!" The two boys gasped, quickly following it.
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"No Hermione i'm telling you Draco must've come out of the womb with that smirk because-"
Without warning (y/n) was cut off by a large growl coming from outside the girls bathroom.

"(y/n) did you hear that?" Hermione whispered running beside her.

"Yeah but I was hoping it was just my imagination."

The two (now extremely frightened) girls both slowly looked up, only to be met with the most ugly, crusty, probably has mold growing in its armpits looking troll they've ever seen.

"Hermione why's Harry in the girls bathroom?" (y/n) asked shaking, walking back.

Hermione grabbed her hand, "(y/n) not the time."

She pulled her into a stall as the troll lifted up its club and smashed through the tops of each stall. Hermione let out an ear splitting scream and (y/n) held onto her for dear life shutting her eyes tight.