HarryPotter-X-Reader

You strolled down the halls of Hogwarts school towards the Gryffindor commonroom. Stating the password for the portrait, you cheerfully climbed in and prepared to load your stuff on the nearest table. But you froze as the one and only Fred and George Weasley caught your eye. "Hullo, (Name), how's it going?" George grinned at you. You shrugged and returned his grin. You took cautious steps towards them, because they were doing some strange experiment-They continuously tell you they're 'preparing for the future'. "So...what're you doing now?" You sat down beside them, and gazed into the strange liquid they were mixing. "Oh, just a love poti

You smiled as you returned to the kitchen. (S/n), your sister, had just consumed the drink that held the love potion, and she was hitting it off with Draco rather well. You sat on your stool by the counter and took your own glass of wine. Grabbing the tarot cards from your apron pocket, you shuffled through them. You knew Black magic was wrong and frowned upon, but it was for emergencies only. “(Y/n)!” You jumped at Draco’s sudden shout before quickly retrieving an apple pie from the fridge. You started to return to the dining room when you overheard the conversation from inside. “You’d do anything to be here

You hit the ground with a loud thud. You groaned and slowly rolled over onto your back. You slowly opened your eyes to see the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team hovering over you. You blinked and slowly sat up. “__y/n__! Are you okay?” Ron asked as he rushed towards you. “I’m fine Ron.” You said but winced when he helped you stand up. Your leg buckled beneath you but Ron wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you steady. Even though you were in pain, blood still rushed to your cheeks in a blush. You turned your head to the side, letting your __h/c__ hair fall in front of your face. “How did you fall?&rdq