Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

Harry Potter

Requested by: siriusly_loves_remy

Lol I just had a sudden burst of inspiration, so I'm writing again y'all

First year

I walked onto the train, following behind my brother, Draco. I held my head down. I don't want to draw too much attention to myself. It's bad enough that the bleached blond is parading in front of me with two boulders as side kicks. Yes, the bleached blond is my twin. We don't look too much alike, fortunately. We look related, but not like we were born at the same time.

His two sidekicks started pushing people out of the way to get us a compartment. I sighed. "Draco, can't we just find an empty one?"

"No! I want this one!" He said. I rolled my eyes, and I turned to the left, feeling someone staring at me. Emerald green eyes meet my e/c ones. I smile. The boy smiles back, and walks into a compartment, followed by a ginger.

I met the boy again at the sorting ceremony. My brother went to introduce himself, but the boy rejected his friendship. I winced at that. Draco doesn't like the word 'no'. Draco grumbled about it all the way to the sorting hat.

I got sorted into Slytherin, like my brother. I didn't really want to be there, and the sorting hat told me I'd be a better fit for Ravenclaw, but I asked the hat to put me in Slytherin, because I wouldn't be allowed to go home if I didn't make it to Slytherin.

So there I was, sitting with my brother and his lumpy friends, and I make eye contact with the green eyed boy again. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. The ginger boy said something, and the green eyed boy's face fell, looking back at the ginger.

A few months in, I had gotten settled into the routine of Hogwarts. My brother was awfully mean to a lot of people. I met a lovely girl by the library. Her name was Hermione. We sat and read together. She asked me a lot of strange questions. Mostly about the Philospher's Stone whatever that was and Professor Snape.

By the end of the year, Hermione has declared me as her best friend. I liked that. She was my best friend too. We wrote to each other, and I even snuck out and went to visit her.

Second year

I broke away from my father and brother at Diagon Alley to go meet up with Hermione. We went to go buy books, but my brother steered me away from her, and she went to her other friends. I wish I could have friends other than Draco and his goonies. My father was acting like an egg, and I stayed behind when they left.

"I'm sorry about him. He's...always like that,"I apologized to the ginger family, Hermione and the green eyed boy. Draco called out to me, and I smiled at the group, and ran off.

I sat with my brother and the two lumps in the train. I couldn't sit with Hermione, as Draco would complain to father, and I don't need that now.

Hermione and I would sit together in the library during breaks, but occasionally she'd sit with her other friends, and I'd go sit at another table. I didn't want to bother or burden her, you see.

One day, she asked me for one of my hairs. She explained that they were brewing a pollyjuice potion to find out who the Heir of Slytherin is. I told her I'd help her any way I can. I helped her brew the potion, and met her other friends Harry and Ron. Ron didn't like me much.

While they were on their polyjuice meeting-hunt-whatever thing, I snuck into the Slytherin archives to look for the house of Slytherin records, which was held here.

"The last known heir was Marvalo Gaunt. He had a daughter, and his son is in Azkaban. There's no record of anything on the daughter, so maybe she had a child, or she died a long time ago or she was disowned," I said to the trio, before I had to run off to Quidditch practice.