this is number 7!!! i wrote this really quick so there are probably lots of typos and such (itās also really short) should i make a part 2?
Harry, Hermione, and Ron all walked into the empty classroom they were assigned earlier that day. The room only had a dusty old cabinet and posters hanging on the wall that were starting to peel. Ron let out an audible groan as he set his bag down on the nearby floor, rolling his eyes. Hermione and Harry kept theirās on in fear that the dirt and dust would contaminate their belongings.
It was eighth year, a school year that many Hogwarts students decided to skip, leaving only a handful of Gryffindor students but it was enough to still divide classes by houses. This is why today, every house was assigned a classroom to go to after their second class. The golden trio were the first students to enter the now deserted classroom.
āDo you think weāll be refreshing third-year material?ā Hermione asked the two boys as she walked over to the cabinet, sliding her hand down the exterior. Ron and Harry both cast a glance at each other.
āWhy do you think that āmione?ā Ron asked his girlfriend, staying where he was. Hermione seemed to stop and think for a second before answering.
āWhy else would there be a cabinet in the middle of the classroom? I think we may be practicing the Riddikulus spell..ā she inquired seemingly talking to herself as she gazed up at the ceiling. Harry shrugged his shoulders and got his wand out of his robes and set his bag down next to Ronās, reminding himself he needed to cast a cleaning charm on it afterward.
The door to the classroom opened unexpectedly and Professor McGonagall strode in, her robes swaying behind her. The door closed on her command, the frame around it almost shaking.
āAh, as I expected, you three are first here. Itāll be another, Iād say, five minutes until the other students arrive. There was a fight in the hallways, always chaos when they start.ā she told the three, who all nodded simultaneously.
And so they all waited...impatiently. Ron muttered under his breath every few seconds it seemed, most of the time Harry couldnāt even understand what he was saying. Harry passed the short amount of time by just tapping his foot against the floor and leaning on the wall. Hermione pulled out a book, a very large one that baffled Ron, and silently read to herself. McGonagall left after a couple of minutes to collect some textbooks for her next lesson, slamming the door behind her perusal.
āWho do you bet the fight is between? The one thatās taking up this much time I mean.ā Ron asked the two across from him. Hermione didnāt look up from her book but Harry knew she heard.
āNo idea. Probably just some first years fighting over who gets to use the loo first.ā Harry guessed, turning to face him. Ron bit his cheek and rolled his eyes at the same time.
āOh come on Harry, itās obviously Malfoy. Heās always causing trouble around here. Once we get out of here Iām going to punch that slimy git for making us wait decades.ā
āYou have no patience, Ronald. Itās been six minutes.ā Hermione added in, still not looking up.
Meanwhile, Harryās cheeks flushed at the thought of Malfoy. He covered his face so his blush was out of view from Hermione and Ron. But they paid him no attention as they continued to bicker. Malfoy had been on Harryās mind lately but for a completely different reason that his friends might expect. He and Harry had been secretly dating for almost two years now, they were now at the point where they were exchanging the phrase āI love youā constantly. But their relationship was far from simple. They had both agreed that no one could find out about them, for this reason, they only met at night where no one could see them. But lately, starting from the beginning of eighth year, Malfoy had become a bit distant, which worried Harry to a great extent. He would show up late for their meetings and sometimes seemed very nervous about even meeting him. Because of this, Harry always had the thought in the back of this mind, ācould he not love me anymore?ā
Harry was brought back to reality when several Gryffindor students stumbled in the door and gathered around the cabinet. McGonagall had come in too, making her way to the middle of the crowd.
āHello, students! Today we will be going over some basic third-year material, that some will benefit from.ā Harry saw Hermione shove Ron āAs you could probably tell, we will be covering the Riddikulus spell.ā Hermione shoved Ron again. āNow, line up in a single file line, please!ā
Harry quickly made his way over to Ron and Hermione who were already getting in line, wands at the ready.
McGonagall tried to make the process quick by hurridly opening the cabinet for the first person in line. Harry couldnāt see what it was but he could hear some muffled gasps.
Suddenly, the thought hit Harry, what would his boggart be? After defeating Voldemort, Harry thought nothing could scare him now. What would Ronās be? What would Hermioneās be? They all fought the war together, surely it wouldnāt be anything like Ronās giant spider?
Soon enough, it was Harryās turn to face the boggart, Hermione and Ron behind him. Once it saw him, it changed from the form it had taken for the last student and turned into the unthinkable.
Everyone in the room gasped, how could the Boy Who Lived, the boy who defeated Voldemortās greatest fear be Draco Malfoy, a simple enemy?
Harry was frozen, unable to utter a single word as the boggart in Draco Malfoyās form started to walk towards him. He stood like a statue, his mouth agape as everything around was tuned out. He could feel something pulling at his sleeve, probably Hermione, but he paid it no attention. Boggart Draco finally reached him and in one swift motion, grabbed his neck with such force it would leave dark bruises. He leaned in and started to whisper in his ear.
āWhy would I ever love a pathetic and useless person like yourself?ā Harryās heart was racing as his breath shortened. āYou donāt deserve my love, I was tricking you the whole time but you were too blind to see. A death eater loving someone like you? Never. Youāre-ā Boggart Draco was cut off by Hermione when she stepped in front of him. The boggart changed to be McGonagall giving her failing scores but a quick wick of her wand and a loud āRiddikulus!ā changed her into giving her an award, same as in third-year.
Hermione quickly stepped out of the line, with an arm wrapped around Harryās shoulders and started to usher him towards the door. Almost everyone was staring at the two as they slipped out of the room, but they continued to cast their spells.
Once they were out of view and site of anyone who might pass, Harry finally broke down. Quite tears streamed down his face and his eyes became red and puffy. He tried his best to wipe them before Hermione could see but there was no use.
Everyone knew he was in love with Draco Malfoy
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