#lance:gryffindor

Here is the second part of my AU! Hope everyone enjoys!

Second Year:

“Don’t you have something better to do?”

Katie had been trying to study for her potions exam she had in eight hours and she had an over excitable Gryffindor distracting her from her work.

“I’m just saying that I’d be totally down to ride a hippogriff if given the chance,” Lance skimmed some book about mythical creatures. He practically jumped out of his seat, “They say nifflers are amazing at finding gold! Do you think we’d be able to have one as a pet? I know that we can have cats, but I’m allergic to them. My mom had a cat before, but I’d just continuously sneeze and my eyes would be itchy and, wait. Where are you going?”

Katie had a stack full of potion books and parchment as she made her way to the door, “I’m going back to my dungeon to finish and then sleep. I haven’t slept in twenty-four hours and the bags under my eyes are not getting any lighter,” as she opened the door to the library she turned back to the Gryffindor, “and nifflers don’t make good pets. They tend to steal your stuff as well, so the chances of them giving you any gold are slim to none.”

Third Year:

“Katie, look!”

Lance pulled the Slytherin over to a box with a handle. Lance gestured for her to try it and Katie stepped up. She began to crank the handle as the box played a little tune, which began to pick up speed. Katie continued, wanting to hear more of the tune. She happily cranked the handle one more time as the lid sprang open, releasing a plethora of creatures made out of light. Katie screamed as she ran out of the store.

Lance came out of the store with their Hufflepuff friend, Hunk. Lance doubled over from laughing so hard, “You should’ve seen your face, it was priceless!”

Hunk walked over to Katie and enveloped her into a warm hug, “Lance, that was not cool.”

“Oh come on it was a harmless pra-“ Lance couldn’t finish his sentence since his face was suddenly full of snow. Katie snickered from behind Hunk. Lance began to pick up some snow, “Oh, it’s on, Katie-Cat.”