"𝒮𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒶, 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝒹𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓀."
(Harry Potter x fem. reader)
Y/N Sinclair is a 13 year old girl from Ilvermorny. [The American Wizarding School] She lived in The United Kingdom i...
"I DID MY WAITING! TWELVE YEARS OF IT! IN AZKABAN!"
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"How could they?" Hermione choked. "How could they?"
"Come on," Harry said softly, gesturing for the four of them to head back to the castle.
They started to turn around until Ron started fidgeting trying to keep Scabbers in his pocket.
"Scabbers, keep still," Ron hissed, clamping his hands around his rat and trying to put the scrambling rat deeper inside his pants pocket. "What's the matter with you, you stupid rat? Stay still-"
"OUCH! He bit me!" Ron exclaimed.
"Ron be quiet!" Y/N whispered harshly. "You're going to get us caught."
"He won't...stay...put," Ron defended trying to contain the hyper rat. "What's the matter with him?"
Suddenly Harry caught the eye of a low body with yellow eyes slinking near them.
"Crookshanks!" Hermione exclaimed frantically. "No, go away, Crookshanks! Go away!"
Crookshanks didn't listen. The cat was moving closer and closer towards Ron.
"Scabbers—NO!"
Scabbers had managed to break free of Ron's grip but Crookshanks sprang after him. Before anyone could stop him, Ron ran after the two pets.
"Ron!" Hermione screamed.
The three sprinted after Ron who was shouting at the cat to give up on hunting Scabbers.
"Get away from him...get away...Scabbers come here."
Ron leaped forward and grabbed Scabbers holding his hands tight over him.
"Come on Ron!" Harry hissed beckoning for him to come back so they could go to the castle.
Y/N, Hermione, and Harry were all pleading with Ron, but his face became frozen in fear.
"Y/N, Hermione, Harry! Run!" He shouted pointing behind them. "It's the Grim!"
They whipped around and saw a black, pale-eyed dog growling at them.
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