Devil's Child (Harry Potter x Reader Years 1-4) (ON HOLD)

~First Day at Hogwarts~

y/n pov

I woke up bright and early around 6am. I noticed everyone was still asleep. I decided to clean up my look a bit so I grabbed my robes and headed for the bathroom. I was about to take off my ring when I realized it was missing. I went to Amica and gave her a stern look. She gave me my ring back but was still upset. I grabbed a few galleons and gave them to her. She forgave me and hid the gold away.

I took a shower, brushed my teeth, put my hair in nice messy braids (a/n shown above), and grabbed my books. I was carrying my bag with my books in it when I felt something move. I looked into it and  I saw Amica hiding behind my Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1).  "Amica, you don't have to hide. I'll bring you with me everywhere," I assured her. She can be very clingy sometimes. It was 6:30am and I started to hear someone calling my name. I turned and saw Hermione with her bedhead hair and a worried expression.

"When did you wake up? I woke up and you weren't there! I got so worried!" she exclaimed wrapping me into a hug. I giggled a little bit. "I wake up really early 'Mione. I woke up at 6 this morning," I said. Her eyes widened. "There's something moving in you're bag y/n!" she yelled. "Shhh. It's Amica," I whispered. Hermione nodded. "Well, I'm going to get ready. Will you wait for me so we can go to breakfast together?" she asks hopeful. "Of course!" I respond. I read Arabian Nights while I waited. It didn't take long. 30 minutes later and we were off to breakfast.

Time skip to transfiguration

Harry's pov

"RON!!! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!!!" I yell at Ron when he comes tumbling out of the dormitory. "Aw man! We missed breakfast!" Ron whines. "This is the first class on the first day at Hogwarts and you're complaining about breakfast!" I snapped at him. "It's the most important meal of the day!" he argues angrily as we're running down corridors to get to transfiguration. "Well this is the most important impression for the next 7 years!" I argue back just as angry.

We ran through the door noticing that the only thing in the front of the room was a tabby cat. "Harry! Professor Mcgonagall is an animagus so don't say anything stupid. She's the tabby cat. Also, HARRY JAMES POTTER WHY ARE YOU LATE!!!" shouted y/n in my head. "We got lost!" I replied. She rolled her eyes indicating she didn't buy my excuse.

"Thank goodness Professor Mcgonagall isn't here," Ron started. I started tugging his robe but he ignored me. "Imagine what Mcgonagall's face would look like!" I tugged his robe again but this time Professor Mcgonagall transformed back into her human self. "That was blood brilliant," Ron says eyes wide. "Thank you for that assessment Mr. Weasley but maybe if I turn you and Mr. Potter into pocket watches one of might be on time," snapped the professor. "We got lost," I lied. "Then perhaps a map. I don't expect you need one to find you're seats," she replied.

I sat behind Hermione and y/n. Suddenly me and Ron wince in pain from something out of no where. It felt like a slap. I looked at y/n and she had a satisfied smirk on her face. Of course it was her. Ron and I glared at her. "Do you want me to do it again?" she asked in what I assumed both me and Ron's head because he started shaking his head violently. "Then stop distracting others trying to learn!" she hissed at us, obviously, in our heads. Hermione looked quite satisfied by the way y/n handled the situation. 

"She's so beautiful, but she's so scary," I told Ron after class. He nodded in agreement. "Who's so beautiful and scary?" y/n asked looking in between us. I knew I turned pink and so did Ron because she started smiling. "You were talking about me weren't you?" "N-no," Ron stuttered. "Oh. Ok," y/n replied. She bought his lame stuttering but didn't believe my excuse? "So it must be Hermione!" she exclaimed. Of course she would start talking about other girls. "I know you and Ron weren't talking about Hermione. I also know that you were talking about me. Just admit it Harry. You like me!" she taunts me in my head. I give her playful shove and she just laughs it off. She laughs her wonderful laugh.