Harry Potter Imagines

one in the same - Draco Malfoy

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Summary; you meant for it to be harmless fun, you never thought it would dig up one of his darkest secrets.

Warnings; swearing, angst, mention of abuse

Word Count; 1.7k

Notes; READER IS GRYFFINDOR

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The wardrobe wobbles, causing your fellow peers around you to gasp. You tilt your head, seeing yourself in the mirror on the closet, behind the crowd of people that stand in front of you. The wood structure is clearly containing something, and from the way it shakes a second time, it's definitely big. Possibly even dangerous.

"Intriguing, isn't it?" Professor Lupin's voice comes from behind you all. A few of you turn to see him coming into the room, calm and collected. There's a smile on his face, an eyebrow quirked, "Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside?"

"That's a boggart, that is." Dean says.

"Very good, Mister Thomas." the wardrobe shutters again, Ron jumps in the air. It's really not all that startling, you can expect it to shake now, "Now, can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?"

"No one knows."

Hermione's voice scares you, making you whip around at the same time Ron and Harry do. You swear she wasn't here a second ago.

And it looks like Ron was thinking the same thing, "When did she get here?"

You shrug.

"Boggarts are shapeshifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most. That's what makes them so..."

"So terrifying, yes, yes, yes." Lupin moves from where he was leaned up against a table, towards the wardrobe, "Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart." he stops directly in front of it, only looking when it shakes, "Let's practice it now. Without wands, please.

"After me. Riddikulus." he says.

"Riddikulus." you all repeat.

"Very good." he says, the wardrobe shutters, everyone takes a step back except for you, Ron nearly steps on your shoes, "A little louder and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus."

"Riddikulus." You all repeat.

"This class is ridiculous." you hear Malfoy mutter. It's rich, hearing that come from him. He's got his arm in a sling because he got too cocky with Hagrid's animal the other day. What a joke.

"Very good." Lupin praises again, "So much for the easy part. You see, the incantation part alone is not enough . What really finished a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?"

The wardrobe shakes, Neville looks around nervously. Of course, out of everyone Lupin could possibly choose, it would be him.

"Come on, don't be shy." Lupin says, "Come on."

Neville starts forward, you bet his hands are sweating.

"Hello. Neville, what frightens you most of all?"

Neville's voice is quiet, you can't hear him the first time around. When Professor Lupin asks him to speak up, he says, "Professor Snape."

A few of you laugh.

"Professor Snape," Lupin's got a smile on his face, "Yes, frightens all. And I believe you live with your grandmother?"

"Yes, but I don't want that boggart to turn into her, either." Neville says.