The Wizard Who Could (Male Reader X Hermione Granger)

2Face (End of Year 1)

VERY LONG CHAP, SO BE READY FOR THAT

The four of them are standing on the edge of the giant chessboard, behind the black chessmen. Facing them, on the other side are the white chessmen.

"Now what do we do?" Harry asks.

"Well, isn't it obvious?" Ron replies. "We have to play to get across."

"How?" Hermione asks nervously.

"I'm guessing.." Ron stares at the pieces on the board. "We have to be chessmen."

"Or.." Y/N cuts in as he lifts a finger up.
"We could just GO AROUND."

"Go around?" Ron repeats. "No way could it be that easy."

"Wouldn't hurt to try." Y/N shrugs as he steps forward and goes around the chessboard. Before he can get any further, a white knight steps to the side and blocks his way, holding its weapon forward.

Y/N gulps as he slowly walks backward to his friends.
"I stand corrected. Lets get this game over with."

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In a surprising act of bravery, Ron takes a bludgeoning during the Chess Match. Hermione managed to work out the Potions Portion.

"I got it. The smallest one will get us through to the stone." Hermione's face goes from delighted to fear. "But there's only enough for one of us."

Y/N thinks it over for a moment before nodding.
"Okay. Which one will take both of you back through the purple fire?"

Hermione points to the small red bottle at the end. Harry looks at Y/N in confusion at what he's getting at.

"Good. You and Harry take it and get Ron to safety."

"Y/N, no!" Hermione and Harry cry out instantly.

"Just listen to me." Y/N grits out. "Send an owl to Dumbledore, he might come in handy if he gets here in time. Who knows what Quirrell is planning down there.

"But Y/N...what if...You-Know-Who is down there with him?" Harry asks hesitantly.

Y/N sighs as he runs his hand through his hair.
"Well, if he is...I'm gonna need all the luck in the world to survive. Doesn't sound too hard, right?"

Hermione's lip trembles, her eyes glistening we fly. She flings herself at Y/N and throws her arms around him.

Y/N lets out a small "woah" as he can feel Hermione shaking against his chest.

"You're a great wizard, Y/N—and an even better person." She whispers as Y/N, instead of patting huge top of her hair like always, holds the back of her head against his chest with a smile.

"I can say the same for you, Hermione. You're an amazing witch." Y/N widens his smile.
"Matter of fact, The brightest witch of our age."

"Me?!" She squeals as she looks up at him with her arms still around him. "Books! And Cleverness! There are more important things - friendship, bravery.."

"And power." Y/N adds jokingly. "Don't forget that." He points out as Hermione giggles and wipes her tears.

"And love." She adds in her head as she blushes bright red.