(y/n) - your name

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Exams were hitting every student hard as they filled the Great Hall with books scattered over the tables, pens scratching at papers to try and get information crammed into their heads. (y/n) was sitting with the golden trio at their desk, not bothering to sit with her Hufflepuff table since Ron and Harry had asked her to try and teach them.

"Hi, Hedwig." (y/n) and Harry both say as the owl perched on top of the girl's head, not fazed as she continued reading to Ron but he wasn't paying attention to her. "Boy get off my head." she raises her arm for Hedwig to perch on instead of her head and he jumps down before jumping down on the table, picking up a pencil to pass it to her so she could chuck it at the redhead that was too busy playing with his cards.

"Ow!" Harry and Hermione chuckle as Ron glares at (y/n).

"You're supposed to be paying attention!"

"Easy for you to say! You get straight A's for all your classes!" Ron argues back in a huff, not realising that the Hufflepuff girl mainly used her powers to ace her studies.

She has Draco and Hermione beat being at the top, the other two battling it out to at least try and get second place beneath her. But when it comes to reports going back to their parents, (y/n) forges Draco's report to pretend he was number one so his father doesn't lash out at him. The boy doesn't even know his reports were getting changed by her. He just thought his father was surprisingly being much nicer to him. Well, nicer than he usually is anyway.

"We've got final exams coming up soon!" Hermione pipes in after, Ron arguing back that he's ready and she fires questions for him to answer but low and behold, he doesn't know the answers.

"So you're not ready." (y/n) says, sitting on top of the table with legs crossed beneath her, looking bored out of her mind. "You know you can't cheat either."

"And no, you can't copy off me!" Hermione quickly says before Ron could even suggest it. "Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills bewitched with an anti-cheating spell." Ron whines out about insult and trust, to be honest (y/n) again wasn't paying attention as she read her novel instead of her textbook.

Just then, Neville Longbottom comes hopping into the Great Hall with his legs stuck together as the other students laugh at him. "Leg-Locker Curse?" Ron asks and Harry rolls his eyes knowing who it was.

"Malfoy." Harry says in annoyance and (y/n) sighs out in defeat as she puts a hand to her forehead, Neville approaching the group amidst laughter from the other students.

(y/n) helps Neville to stand still next to her, holding onto his shoulders. "You have got to start standing up to people, Neville." Ron says.

"How? I can barely stand at all!" Neville retorts back, Seamus volunteering to do the countercurse but the former quickly says no, not wanting to be blown up and Seamus huffs at the accusation. Something about eyebrows growing back and a patch of hair burned from his head before he walks away angrily.

"Let me help." (y/n) says, taking out her wand to do the countercurse.

Neville sighs in relief that he could finally move his legs again. "Thank you (y/n)!"

"No problem. I'll see you guys later ok." (y/n) says goodbye to the group, grabbing her stuff and jumping off the table to walk out of the Great Hall to find a certain Slytherin bully. You know, to scold him. She walks down the hallways, shuddering from the faint breeze as she curses herself for not wearing her cloak or her jumper. (y/n) could hear loud laughter down the hallway, hearing words of mockery and she knew she found the group. Draco was there with his little crew including his goons, Pansy and Blaise as they talked about how Neville looked when he kept falling over on his face.

"What are you looking at!?" Pansy sneers as she finds a dumb Hufflepuff looking their way at the end of the hallway entrance they were in. (Y/n) ignores her and sees Draco looking at her so she takes out her wand and spins it around between her fingers. It was their signal to each other if they wanted to meet up at the astronomy tower. The Hufflepuff walks away past the corridor out of sight and the Slytherins go back to talking smack about Neville, Draco waiting for a few minutes before coming up with an excuse to leave the group.

"I'll meet you in class later. Gotta pick up my books." his friends shrug as he runs away, turning down the same corridor that (y/n) headed down. He saw her just up ahead, grabbing the strap of her bag and pulling her into a dim hallway. "What?" he snaps, annoyed at how she was calling for these 'meetings' so to say, so many times now.

"Don't give me that attitude child." (y/n) snaps back, crossing her arms but quickly lowers her arms so her chest wasn't pushed up. She may or may not have experienced... growing up during the first few months after Christmas break with her needing to wear a training bra, which she hated since it wasn't comfortable but Madam Pomfrey suggested she do so. "Why are you bullying poor Neville?" Draco rolls his eyes, crossing his arms like the answer was obvious.

"Cause it's funny? He's a weakling that shouldn't be in Gryffindor! It's fun to torment him!"

"And also the other students you pick on apparently." (y/n) rolls her eyes but he raises a brow at her.

"Come on, you have to admit it was funny." he was definitely prying for the Slytherin part of her who sadly agreed.

"Ok yes! The boy was hopping to the Great Hall!" the two giggle, remembering the sight of Neville hopping like a bunny. "But you shouldn't be tormenting the kids so much."

"Hey, I can't stop my friends." Draco says as he backs away, arms up in defence.

"So-called friends they are!" (y/n) calls back, chuckling as the Slytherin boy runs off.

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"Ok so let me summarise everything you just told me," (y/n) says, trying to figure out the spew of words Hermione, Ron and Harry told her about this Philosophers Stone and Nicholas Flamel. "Flamel made this Philosopher's Stone which can turn any metal into pure gold and produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal. And this is what Fluffy is protecting under the trapdoor? And this is what Hagrid took from that empty vault?"

"Blimey, can't believe she got all that quickly." Ron says as the group was sneaking out of the castle and outside to head to Hagrids Hut.

"I mean, pretty straight forward I guess." (y/n) shrugs. "But why am I coming with you on your little adventure? This doesn't really have anything to do with me or us even." 

"We have to warn Hagrid that Snape is trying to take the stone!" Harry says, the kids stopping and he drops (y/n)'s arm since he had practically dragged her away from her common room when she was leaving to meet up with Draco at the tower.

Oh, he's gonna be annoyed with me...

"Ok fine but I do have another question." She asks and the golden trio turn around to look at (y/n) as she shivers from the bitter night cold, pulling her blanket around her tighter. "Why do you have your cloaks on?" Harry, Ron and Hermione look at each other. 

"Because it's cold." Hermione shrugs.

"And you have no right to judge with you carrying that blanket everywhere." Ron huffs out.

"Ok, you got me there." the 4 kids continue down the rolling green fields, trekking to Hagrids front door and knocking on it until he opens it up. "Hey, Hagrid."

He was standing in front of the kids wearing an apron and oven mitts. "Oh, hello. Sorry, don't wish to be rude, but I'm in no fit state to entertain today." (y/n) snickers at that but the golden trio exclaim to him when he begins to close the door on them.

"We know about the Philosopher's Stone!" Hagrid freezes and opens the door again, looking at (y/n) since she was the only Hufflepuff out of the Gryffindors.

"I know about it too. They just dragged me out here." she shrugs and he sighs, letting the kids into his hut.

"We think Snape's trying to steal it!" Harry says as the golden trio shed off their cloaks to sit down on the couch, (y/n) perching down as well and tucking her feet beneath her after taking her boots off. She never ties the laces up so it's just easier to put them on and slip them off.

"Snape? Blimey, Harry, you're not still on about him, are you?" Hagrid says, him and Harry going back and forth until the tall giant accidentally spills that Snape is one of the teachers protecting the Stone plus other things like spells and enchantments.

The kids suddenly hear rattling and peer over to see something moving in the cauldron that was over a flame in the fireplace. "What the hell is that!?" (y/n) gasps as Hagrid rushes over and takes out what looked like an egg, quickly placing it on the table since it was hot. She stood up on the couch while everyone surrounded the table, Ron asking where Hagrid got it and apparently he won it off a stranger in a pub. The egg continues to rattle, the kids leaning back in fear of being hit when it suddenly cracks open as pieces fly off. "Oh my god it's a baby dragon! It's so cute!" (y/n) coos as she jumps down to take a closer look at the baby that emerges from the egg, it squeaking and slipping on an egg piece. She quickly takes a picture of the baby dragon with her camera, taking different shots and including Hagrid in some of them.

"That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback! My brother Charlie works with these in Romania!"

"Trust Ron with his random knowledge on dragons." (Y/n) gives him a thumbs up as the baby dragon faces Hagrid and squeaks at him.

"Isn't he beautiful? Oh. Bless him, look. He knows his mummy." Hagrid pets the dragon, rubbing its chin as he coos happily. "Hallo, Norbert."

"Norbert?" Harry questions.

"Yeah, well, he's got to have a name, doesn't he?"

"I think it's cute." (y/n) says, the children suddenly gasping when Norbert backs away and hiccups, blasting a small fireball into Hagrid's beard. He quickly pats out the smoulders in his beard, mentioning that Norbert might need training when something catches his eyes through the window.

"Who's that?" everyone turns around, Harry glaring when he sees who it was.

"Malfoy." (y/n) sees the platinum blonde haired boy quickly scamper away and she wonders why he was following the golden trio around.