"You're joking!" Ron exclaims in Harry face after explaining what happened moments ago.
It isn't long until dinner and Harry finishes telling Ron and Y/N about what happened after he left the grounds with Professor McGonagall.
"Seeker? But first years never- you must be the youngest in about-"
"- a century." Harry finishes with pride.
"I think you'll do fine, Harry." Y/N confidently says. "Your dad was pretty good according to Mum."
Harry widens his eyes. "My dad played Quidditch?"
As the three boys continue to walk through the corridor, Hermione catches sight of them whilst reading with three other students. She quickly forgets her reading and speed walks towards them, deciding to walk besides Y/N.
"Follow me." She urges to the trio.
She eventually leads them to a trophy case that Harry has seen before, but never took notice of. Y/N has throughly looked it over and knows most of the players already.
"See, look." Hermione points out a large plague that reads. "Greatest Gryffindor Quidditch Players of All Time."
Harry quickly follows her finger and sees a large golden plaque that says:
James Potter
1970
Chaser
"Harry! You didn't tell me your dad was a Chaser!" Ron cries out as Harry simply stares at the plaque.
"I...I didn't know." He whispers as Y/N puts a firm hand on the dazed Potter's shoulder.
"Hey look!" Ron says as he points at a bigger golden plaque. "Y/N's mum!"
Diana Truheart
1970
Seeker
Hermione turns towards Y/N. "Your mom played Quidditch?"
"Yep." Y/N nods as he continues to smirk at his mother's plaque. "They called her "The Light Streak."
"The Light Streak?" Harry asks. "Why?"
"Well-" Y/N doesn't have a hard time remembering since his mom brings it up ALL the time.
"They said she was so fast and fluid on the broom, that she looked like a streak of light."
"Hey Y/N." Ron starts off with a giddy tone.
"You think you can introduce me to your Mum later?"
Y/N simply groans in response.
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Minutes later, the four students stop in their tracks as Malfoy struts up to them with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Where you headed to, Potter? Your last meal I presume?"
"You're a lot braver now that you're on the ground and you've got your little body guards with you." Harry fires back.
"Oh really? I'd take you on any time on my own." Malfoy sneers. "Tonight, if you want."
"Malfoy." Y/N says with a warning tone. "I'd drop it if I were you."
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The Wizard Who Could (Male Reader X Hermione Granger)
FanfictionGo through the journey of a young boy named Y/N Mavros, who is the product of two worlds that have fated him to fight for the survival of the magical world. DISCLAIMER: RATED M FOR MATURE All rights go to J.K Rowling. I obviously don't own any of t...
