Harry Potter x Reader

Second Year - The Chamber Of Secrets has been opened

"Is famous Harry Potter scared to enter a toilet?"
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Do you know what's weird? The reason why I'm so quick to update chapters is bc I'm two chapters ahead. Like today it's the 12th of June, but this chapter'll be released in the 14th of June. Two days after bc I'm two chapters ahead.

So I reached 700+ views today!! Aaah! TYSM! and I also reached 100+ votes. ILYYY! But by 'today' I mean the 12th of June, you guys are seeing this in the 14th.

Ok, lemme go now.
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Third Person POV

"What's going on here? What's going on?"

Attracted no doubt by Malfoy's shout, Argus Filch came shouldering his way through the crowd. Then he saw Mrs Norris and fell back, clutching his face in horror.

"My cat! What's happened to Mrs Norris?" he shrieked. And his popping eyes fell on Harry. "You!" he screeched, "You've murdered my cat! You've killed her! I'll kill you! I'll -"

(Y/N) ran forwards and grabbed Harry's arm, pulling him towards her and away from Filch.

"Argus!"

Dumbledore had arrived on the scene, followed by a number of other teachers. In seconds, he had swept past Harry,

Ron detached Mrs Norris from the torch bracket.

"Come with me, Argus," he said to Filch.

"You too, Mr Potter, Miss (L/N), Mr Weasley and Miss Granger."

Lockhart stepped forward eagerly.

'My office is nearest, Headmaster - just upstairs - please feel free -'

'Thank you, Gilderoy,' said Dumbledore.

The silent crowd parted to let them pass. Lockhart, looking excited and important, hurried after Dumbledore; so did Professors McGonagall and Snape.

As they entered Lockhart's darkened office there was a flurry of movement across the walls; Harry saw several of the Lockharts in the pictures dodging out of sight. The real Lockhart lit the candles on his desk and stood back.

Dumbledore laid Mrs Norris on the polished surface and began to examine her.

Harry, (Y/N), Ron and Hermione exchanged tense looks and sank into their chairs.

The tip of Dumbledore's long, crooked nose was barely an inch from Mrs Norris's fur. He was looking at her closely through his half-moon spectacles.

Professor McGonagall was bent almost as close, her eyes narrowed.

Snape loomed behind them, half in shadow, wearing a most peculiar expression: it was as though he was trying hard not to smile.

And Lockhart was hovering around all of them, making suggestions.

"It was definitely a curse that killed her - probably the Transmogrifian Torture. I've seen it used many times, so unlucky I wasn't there, I know the very counter-curse that would have saved her ..."