Redamancy (Harry Potter x Fem!Reader)

Hogsmeade Village

(Y/N) knew well before participating in trials that she'd be giving up most of her weekends to practice, but she underestimated how tiring it all was. Wood liked to start right after dinner and would keep the team out until nearly curfew whether it was cold, rainy, or clear. By the time (Y/N) and Harry would return to the castle, she'd be hungry, tired, and still have an essay to write.

It wasn't all bad, of course. (Y/N) enjoyed Quidditch, and her teammates did everything they could to make sure she felt welcomed. It was also very nice to get to spend so much time with Harry. Whether it was an early dinner, the cold walks to the pitch, or late night study sessions after practice, they were nearly always together. Harry seemed to be grateful for it, too; he seemed a lot more cheerful about everything Wood was putting them through than he had in past seasons.

The first Saturday they had off from practice was the first Saturday they would venture into Hogsmeade Village. It was also the first Saturday in a good few weeks that (Y/N) and Harry wouldn't be together. The Dursleys never signed his permission slip and McGonagall was not budging on not letting any students leave the castle without a form. When Dean offered to forge a signature for him, Ron said it would be no use – after all, McGonagall already knew his slip hadn't been signed.

(Y/N) spent most of breakfast trying her best to come up with a plan, but Hermione reminded her it probably wasn't the best idea, not with Black having been sighted so close by. Then, when she offered to stay behind with Harry, he politely declined; he didn't think it was fair to make her stay. She didn't care much – "There will be other Hogsmeade trips!" – but Harry was persistent, though the slightest bit unconvincing.

He walked with them to the castle entrance to say goodbye and (Y/N) and Ron promised to bring him back some sweets. As they parted ways, (Y/N) couldn't tell which one of them was more disappointed.

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Hogsmeade was a beautiful little village with charming shops packing either side of the cobblestone streets. Hogwarts students and villagers alike moseyed about and gave cheerful passing greetings to shop owners. It was a bit chilly, and a little bit loud, but (Y/N) didn't care – it was cozy and felt safe enough that she wouldn't feel guilting for sneaking Harry along next time they went.

Seamus insisted they go to Honeydukes first because he wanted to get a pack of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum.

"Honeydukes was first established in 1641," Hermione was telling (Y/N). "Isn't that fascinating? And now it's owned by Ambrosius Flume and his wife and they live above the shop in that little apartment." She pointed up.

"How do you know all that?"

"I read about it, of course," Hermione said. Off of (Y/N)'s grin, she laughed. "I only wanted to know a bit about the village's history."

But all the study of history hadn't prepared them for the wealth of sweets that waited inside. There were shelves upon shelves of seemingly every treat imaginable – the Drooble's Seamus was hoping for, an entire barrel full of Every Flavor Beans, and beside that, one full of Fizzing Whizzbees. There were levitating sherbert balls and shimmering squares of pink coconut ice, honey-colored toffees, and creamy chunks of nougat. On one wall was an impressive display of any chocolate you could want: chocolate frogs, chocolate wands, exploding bonbons — even a section of homemade fudge.

Within the hour, (Y/N) bought all that she could carry and Ron bought all she could not. They got one of everything and a few extra of what they liked — (Y/N) was sure to buy quite a few chocolate frogs for Harry. When Mr. Flume was ringing them up, he packed all their sweets into a bag he'd enchanted with the feather-light charm, and they left the shop with wide grins.