𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓'𝐬

One and only | Ron Weasley

Y/N L/N is a half-blood girl, with H/C hair and glittering E/C eyes. She has been best friends with Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter since they all met in the train. But usually, Y/N and Hermione would always bond, since they're the two girls.

Y/N's personality is brave, kind and helpful. She also worries a lot, though, her friends are always there to help her.

She fell for one certain redhead boy of her age. He is her best friend, and the boy that would never fail to make her smile even in her darkest days.

But that boy, would never stop getting hurt every year, making Y/N scared. Like in their first year, when Ron sacrificed himself. Second year, when Ron almost got eaten by a spider. Third year, when he was dragged to the Whomping Willow. And plenty more.

But usually, Hermione would be there to help her calm down. Sometimes Y/N even want to punch the hell out of that boy for giving her such a fright.

It was now their sixth year, and it was time for Potions. Hermione and Y/N walked inside their Potions classroom near the Dungeons.
Y/N's wondering where Ron was. She shrugs and decided to listen to her Professor, when suddenly the door bursts open, Ron and Harry walk in and the other students turn in unison.

"Harry m'boy!" greeted Slughorn. "I was beginning to worry! And I see we've brought someone with us..."

"Ron Weasley, sir." Ron smiles slightly. "But I'm dead awful at Potions, a menace actually, so I probably should just be going—"

"Nonsense, we'll sort you out." Slughorn cuts. "Any friend of Harry's is a friend of Mine. Right then, books out—"

"Umm, sorry, sir, but I haven't got my book yet—nor's Ron. You see—" Harry reasons.

"Not to worry. You can get what you need from the cupboard." smiled Slughorn.

Y/N and Hermione roll their eyes, and shake their heads.

Slughorn resumes, gesturing to the cauldrons bubbling before him. "Now, as I was saying, I've prepared a few concoctions this morning. Any ideas what these might be? Yes, Miss...?"

"Granger, sir." said Hermione, as she puts her hand down. "That one there is Veritaserum. And that would be Polyjuice Potion. And that..is Amortentia! The most powerful love potion in the world."

"It's rumored to smell differently to each person, according to what attracts them. For example, I smell freshly mown grass and new parchment."

Slughorn regards her. "One of my best friends is Muggle- born. She's the best in our year..."

Harry, settling into his seat with the soiled textbook, looks up just as Slughorn's eyes shift to him for confirmation.

"Now Amortentia doesn't create
actual love, of course. That's impossible. But it does cause a powerful infatuation or obsession." explained Slughorn. "For that reason, it is probably the most dangerous potion in this room."

Y/N takes in the scent, and smells blueberries that is...Ron's shampoo...? Slughorn turns, finds a sea of dreamy faces leaning into the vapours. Instantly, he clangs a cover onto the cauldron, bringing them round. As Ron blinks, he finds Lavender still staring dreamily at him. Noticing, Y/N's eyes narrow.

"Sir? You haven't told us what's in that one." Katie Bell points at tiny vail.

"Ah, yes." Slughorn nods. He takes the golden liquid inside the tiny vail and shows it to the class. "What you see before you, ladies
and gentlemen, is a curious little potion known as Felix Felicis. But it is more commonly referred to as --"