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

~Worst DADA Class Ever~

y/n's pov

It's the day we board the Hogwarts Express. Everyone already went through the wall. Now it's just me, Ron, and Harry. Grandfather Hades agreed to keeping Anger with him while I'm at Hogwarts, but if I come home, I need to have Ann around. I had Amica in my pocket (a/n been a while since I mentioned her) so it was a little heavy. I teleport to the station now instead of going through the wall. I may have done it before but it's still scary. So I teleported to the platform, gave the train boy my stuff, and went to find Hermione.

Time skip

It's been an hour into the train ride and I was really nervous. The boys never stopped by me and Hermione's compartment. "Har-" I cut myself off watching a raven haired boy dangling from a flying car. If dragons are real I suppose a flying car shouldn't be so weird. Once he was safely inside the blue car I took my chances. I silenced the compartment to give Harry a good scold. "HARRY JAMES POTTER! Care to explain why I just SAW you DANGLING from a blue car that Ron is driving?" I scolded. "Why don't you yell at Ron? It was his idea," Harry's voice was shaky probably because he almost fell 50 feet. "Ron has a mother to yell at him! As your best friend I don't want to see you die!" I responded. "Why didn't you just send an owl to Professor Dumbledore if you missed the train?" "Well...I...I didn't think about that," Harry answered. "If you get expelled, I'll have to deal with Ron and Hermione's bickering alone and you know how unbearable they can be together!" I shouted. "Hey!" Hermione and Ron's voice exclaimed. "Just stay safe. The both of you," I told them then set my pendant down.

Time skip

I saw Harry and Ron walking towards us but smiling slightly. I smacked the back of both of their heads and glared at them. I, then, hugged Ron for 2 seconds and I hugged Harry for 30 seconds. "Oh, so Harry gets a long hug while I get a side hug. Thanks y/n," Ron said sarcastically. "I don't know if you remember Ronald, but, my best friend since we were in diapers almost fell out of a flying car YOU were driving," I yelled. He put his hands up into surrender and backed away. We all headed to the common room together. I put an arm around Harry's neck and he turned a pinkish color. Wow he's got it bad. Anyway I decided to go to bed a little early because of the events that took place today. "Good night guys! Your stupidity got me tuckered out," I waved at the boys and Hermione. 

I realized my pocket didn't feel heavy anymore and spotted Amica running out of the dorms. "I mean I really like her. Y/n I mean. More as a friend. I have for the past 2 years but I don't know what to do. I know we're to young to date and all but...I don't know," I heard Harry say. I froze in my tracks and decided to pretend I didn't notice my niffler escape. Hermione will bring her up later. I showered, brushed my teeth, put my hair in a bun, and put a hoodie over my pajamas because it was unusually cold. I fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow.

Time skip 

I changed into my robes after a short shower. My first class is Defense Against the Dark Arts. I wonder who the new professor is. Hermione was brushing her bushy hair. "Good morning y/n! I was just about to go eat breakfast. Care to join me?" Hermione asked extremely cheerful? Why cheerful? Maybe it has something to do with Harry revealing his feelings. "Sure. Why are you so happy?" "Do I need a reason to be happy?" she asked. I shrugged and we went downstairs. "Oh, by the way, Amica escaped into the common room right after you had gone upstairs so I put her in your bag," Hermione told me. "Thanks! I was wondering where she got to," I said.

Once we made our way out of the portrait hole we saw the boys talking with Seamus and Dean. "Hey Harry! Hey Ron! Good morning! Care to join us for breakfast?" Hermione asked, again, cheerfully. "Why are you so happy?" Ron asked suspiciously. "I already asked and the only thing she said was 'Do I need a reason to be happy?',"I mimicked her voice the best I could. The boys chuckled slightly and Hermione glared at me.

We entered the Great Hall and sat down. I was going to compare schedules before I ate breakfast but the boys had different ideas. "Boys, schedules," I demanded and stuck my hand out. Harry handed me his slightly crumpled schedule and Ron gave me his wrinkled, greasy one. I grimaced at the sight of Ron's but still took it. "Would you look at that. The quartet has all the same classes!" I sighed in relief. I don't know what I would do without my best friends. Especially Harry.

We finished breakfast and started towards the DADA classroom. We stepped in and there were pictures of Lockhart. I screamed the loudest scream ever. "What's the matter? Are you alright?" Hermione asked. "THAT BUFFOON IS GOING TO BE OUR TEACHER!" I shouted. "He's not a buffoon! He is a talented, handsome-" "So this is why you were so happy! Your way-to-old-for-you crush is teaching DADA," I cut Hermione off. She turned pink. "Wha- no. He is not my crush," she huffed and sat down. Since she would probably be swooning the whole time I decided to sit in the back with Dean and Seamus who were also complaining about the new professor. Once I sat down though I felt a stare burning into the back of my head.

Harry's pov

I staring at y/n, my best friend since forever. She was sitting with two other boys besides me and Ron. I started glaring at the two boys angrily and jealously. "Harry, mate, I know you like her but she should be able to sit wherever she likes without you glaring at the other two people," Ron nudged me. "I know, I know. It just...bothers me," I responded. I looked away from them when I heard a loud voice. "Allow me to introduce your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Me," Lockhart said in a very arrogant tone. "Why not just get a troll to teach us instead. It has bigger brains than this twat!" y/n responded to his entry. All the boys laughed and all the girls glared at y/n. Even Hermione.

"Gilderoy Lockhart," he continued ignoring y/n's comment. "Order of Merlin, Third Class,  Honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts league, and, five times winner," he paused to wink at his portrait. His own portrait. Man I hate this guy. "of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award. But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandom Banshee by smiling at it." He smiled a very large smile laughing slightly at his own joke. "Hey Chesire Cat! Why don't you actually teach the class some shit instead of trying to boost your ego! I'm pretty sure if you boast anymore your head won't fit through the door!" y/n called out. All the guys laughed even harder and girls glared even harder.

"Moving on," Lockhart said still ignoring y/n. "Now! Be warned. It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind." "Yeah. Cause the most dangerous thing he'll be able to catch and show the class are blue cornish pixies," y/n muttered. Seamus and Dean sniggered as class continued. "You may find yourself facing your biggest fears in this room," Lockhart went on, "Know that no harm can be done whilst I am here. I must ask you not to scream...because it might," Lockhart pulled off the drape from a cage, "provoke them!" he finished. "Ok, I'm honestly starting to think that I might be a seer," y/n spoke looking at the cage with blue flying things in them. "Cornish pixies?" Seamus asked from in front of me.

"Freshly caught cornish pixies," Lockhart corrected. Seamus started laughing along with half of the class. "Laugh if you will, Mr. Finnigan, but pixies can be devilish little blighters!" Lockhart said probably trying to make them more extravagant. "I'm confused. Why aren't Fred and George cornish pixies then. They fit the description perfectly!" y/n pointed out. Now even more people started to laugh. "Let's see what you make of these pixies!" Lockhart opened the cage and out flew the pixies.

y/n's pov

The pixies were released and they started knocking things off the table and whacking people with books. One started pulling Mione's hair and two pixies carried Neville to the chandelier. I was underneath the fossil of a t-rex trying to calm the pixies down by petting them. I learned a lot about these creatures because I thought they were fascinating. I was petting one peacefully while two were on my shoulder. All of the sudden they flew in different directions. I didn't know why until I looked up. The fossils fell on top of me. "Y/N!" was the last thing I heard before everything went black.