Book 6: Harry Potter Male Reader Insert

Chapter 12: A Fly and an Invitation

"You don't have to sit with them you know" Romilda said to Harry, eying the others in the compartment.

(Y/n) scowled at her and slowly pulled his wand out of his pocket.

"They're my friends" Harry said to her shortly and coldly.

"Oh" said Romilda looking surprised "oh okay then I guess I'll see you around" and she awkwardly backed out of the compartment and closed it behind her.

"People expect you to have cooler friends than us" Luna said in a dreamy voice taking the Quibbler back from (Y/n).

"Hhm talk for yourself" (Y/n) said sounding hurt. "I'm cool aren't I?"

"You guys are cool" Harry said to (Y/n) reassuring him. "Besides none of them were at the ministry last year, they didn't fight with me"

"We didn't face him though" Neville said "you did. You should hear my gran talk about you"

(Y/n) noticed that Harry had been staring at Neville for a while now, with an odd look on his face.

"You alright mate?" (Y/n) asked him, snapping him out of his trance.

"Sorry what?" Harry said taking his eyes off Neville.

"Wrackspurt got you?" Luna asked him.

"I... a what?" Harry asked looking at her bewildered.

"A wrackspurt mate they're invisible and fly through the air" (Y/n) said flapping his arms slightly.

"They can fly into your ears and make your brain go all fuzzy" Luna finished explaining. "I think I felt one in here earlier."

Harry  and Neville looked at each other and then promptly started talking about quidditch.

After a while of silence (Y/n) suddenly pulled out his wand and quickly said "Incendio" and a ball of fire sprang from his wand and narrowly missed Neville's head, leaving a scorch mark on the wall next to him.

Neville let out a yelp and dropped Trevor form his hands, and Harry pulled out his own wand.

"What? What is it (Y/n)!" Harry said pointing his wand in front of him and looking around the compartment frantically.

"I think I got it!" (Y/n) said triumphantly, sticking his arms in the air in celebration.

"Got what?" Harry asked him still sounding alarmed.

"The fly" (Y/n) said putting his wand away and sitting back down.

"ARE YOU MAD!" Harry roared at him. "You could've hit Neville!"

"Yeah but I didn't I hit the fly" (Y/n) replied calmly from his seat.

Harry stood there with his mouth open for a second slowly looking from Neville's scared face to (Y/n)'s proud beaming face, and Luna's unfocused face that was still stuck in the Quibbler.

"What's going on?" Ron asked as he opened the compartment door.

"This prat almost set the compartment on fire!" Harry said still flabbergasted.

"What?" Ron said staring at Ron.

"But I got the fly" (Y/n) said in his defense.

Ron just blinked at him, and the whispered to Harry "see I told you, bloody mental."

"Hi Luna, hi Neville" Hermione said walking past Ron, and sitting next to (Y/n) planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Oh yeah guess what Harry" Ron said after they had gotten over the shock of (Y/n) almost lighting Neville on fire. "Malfoy's not doing his prefect duties"

"What?" Harry said, his ears perking up at Malfoy's name.

"Yeah he's just sitting in the Slytherin compartment, we saw him when we walked by" Ron explained.

"What was he doing?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Oh usual" Ron said brushing it off. "It's not like him though is it? Why isn't he out there bullying first years?"

"Maybe he finally found out how much of a git he is" (Y/n) suggested, lazily twirling his wand in his hand.

"Maybe he preferred the inquisitorial squad" Hermione suggested, taking (Y/n)'s wand from him after a spark shot out of the end of the twirling wand and set a piece of parchment on fire. "Maybe being a prefect seems a bit tame after that"

"I dunno know" Harry said. "I think he's—"

But before Harry could bless them with his theories about his love Malfoy, the compartment door slid open once more and a breathless third year girl stepped in.

"I-I'm supposed to deliver these to Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, and (Y/n) (L/n)" she said holding out three scrolls of parchment tied with a red ribbon.

"Bye bye" (Y/n) said waving after her as she scurried out of the compartment as soon as they had taken the scrolls.

"What is it?" Ron asked excitedly as the other three unrolled their scrolls.

"Give is a second Ronald I haven't even gotten the ribbon off yet" (Y/n) said.

"It's an invitation" Harry said as he read his own scroll "from professor H. E. F. Slughorn."

"But what does he want me for?" Neville asked nervously.

"Don't be a git Neville" (Y/n) said slightly more harshly than he meant to. "You're an amazing wizard" Neville smiled at this.

"Might as well go then." Harry said getting up, before stopping and grabbing something out of his bag.

The three of them left their compartment and headed down the train towards compartment C.

When they arrived (Y/n) lazily knocked on the door and they were greeted by a large walrus of a man, that (Y/n) assumed was Slughorn.

"Harry m'boy!" Slughorn said greeting Harry and pulling him into a tight hug.