harry potter character imagines!

[ six ] secrets revealed - d.m.

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"i hate potions, and i hate snape," i groaned as i plopped down at the gryffindor table in the great hall. i was sat by my best friends ron, hermione, and harry. i grabbed a plate and started piling it high to drown my sorrows.

"is it that bloody paper? because i'm not too chuffed about it either," ron mumbled through his chicken. i shoved a forkful of potatoes into my mouth.

"not only that, but the fact that we're going over three potions this week, making them all, and on top of that writing bloody papers over them! isn't there enough writing over these potions already?" i ranted, chugging a glass of pumpkin juice.

hermione gave me a sympathetic look. "we'll get through it y/n."

"easy for you to say mione. you can pump out those papers in 30 seconds flat!" ron snorted. hermione gave me a look. i shoved more potatoes into my mouth.

"you're almost as bad as ron," harry eyed me as i put more food on my plate. ron shot him a look.

i decided to ignore harry's comment. "ugh, this year is dreadful." i dramatically leaned onto ron's arm, pretending to pass out. i laid there for a second before ron moved the arm i was leaning on to wrap it around me. he patted my arm.

"ever dramatic, our y/n is." i sat up and rested my head on my fist.

"i can help you if you'd like," hermione offered.

i looked up at her excitedly. "really?"

"i'll help you, i won't do it for you," she raised her eyebrows sternly. she then smiled. "how about we start tonight?"

i looked down at my plate. "umm, maybe tomorrow. i'm busy tonight." i hesitantly looked back up at her.

"with what? that plate of food?" ron asked. i glared at him and shoved his arm harshly. he smiled back at me, and i broke into a smile too.

harry and hermione shared a suggestive glance. i gave them a look. "stop whatever you're thinking. i happen to know who ickle ronniekins likes, and it's not me," i wiggled my eyebrows at him.

"shut up," he muttered as a blush spread across his cheeks and he looked down at his plate. i switched my gaze from him to hermione, and she looked a little... jealous maybe? she was probably upset about the fact that he liked someone. i snorted to myself, knowing it was her that he liked. i would get them together eventually, but first i had this potions work to do, so i brought the subject back up.

"so, does tomorrow work?" i asked hermione.

"yeah, but why can't you do tonight? just curious."

i cleared my throat. "umm... you know. it's wednesday." she looked at me as if to say "go on." "i like to... do yoga on wednesdays." i lied.

"hmm, i've never seen you do yoga before," harry observed, joining back in on the conversation.

"yeah, well, i don't really like doing it in front of people," i shoved food into my mouth to force me to stop talking. the three gave me odd looks and i shrugged.

time skip brought to you by the fact that i've haven't updated this book in SO LONG i'm so sorry😔

i carefully crept out of bed and walked to the door of the girls dormitories. i opened the door and crept down the stairs, through the common room, and out the portrait hole. i walked for a second down the hallway before i heard what sounded like the portrait closing again. i quickly turned around, but didn't see anyone. i shook my head. i'm just paranoid.