When an Hufflepuff accidentally gets a harem of yandere's instead of a good grade in her OWL exams.
"You are one of a kind, my dearest."
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(Yandere! Hp x reader)
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A confused, yet relieved Y/n walked out of the girls bathroom. Her arms were placed on her sides while her gaze was down.
For some reason, her emotions weren't as clear as she'd hope they'd be.
For one, it seemed like everybody was clueless on the destruction of the girls bathroom which is a relief for Y/n. But was it really safe for Hogwarts to go on like this, while not knowing that a new era of Voldemort might happen? All of these emotional feelings overcame Y/n's senses that she began to feel dizzy.
A nice cup of tea would satisfy Y/n.
"Y/N!" A voice called, making her stop walking abruptly. Her head turned slightly to see three figures running towards her. She could make out who the people were, starting to walk towards them until a hand caught the hood of her uniform.
Y/n's pupils grew smaller; "What in the-"
The hand pulled on her hood with abrupt force, making her stumble into the person's chest.
"He-" a hand clamped y/n's mouth, making her unable to talk. Only muffles covered up her talking.
From what Y/n could see, they were hiding behind the libraries walls which made her unable to see the trio she was about to talk too.
Whoever this person is has a strong grip on me. Y/n thought, her breath slowly increasing.
Hermione stepped forward where Y/n could see her figure looking around for her. The brown owl-like eyes scanned everywhere to look for s certain somebody.
"You think she got kidnapped?" Ron said, though his voice was slightly muffled due to the distance y/n and the stranger were at.
"We just saw her, didn't we? It's impossible for someone to plan out a kidnapping in Hogwarts. Actually, it's nearly impossible due to the security this place holds." Hermione clarified, turning around to face the red-haired boy.
"But you saw someone grab her, didn't you?" Another voice, Harry, mentioned while crossing his arms.
"..."
".. Hah, you guys are pointless aren't you?" The green-eyed boy insulted with a humorless chuckle, before walking away from them.
"Shut your damn mouth, Potter! You can't even talk when you don't know where she is!" Ron yelled at Harry. He was infuriated on how Harry could say words to him and Hermione when he is a hypocrite. The feeling of bloated anger filled up his chest, but it was a different type of anger he was feeling than normal.
Hermione, who could only watch their friend walk away slowly tightened her closed fist. She wasn't mad, no, she was outraged. Normally she would feel scared when Harry insulted her, but now she felt anger when the situation is about Y/n.
Ron whipped his head away from the direction Harry disappeared from.
"I don't want to see him today."
The duo stared at each-other with some form of agreement through the silence, both walking away from Y/n's sight to see them.
Their footsteps slowly faded away until it completely went to silence. The tension growing by the second.
She almost had forgotten about the hand clasped on her mouth before she started to struggle again. Y/n did not know anything about combat fighting, but a decent amount of self-defense might be her hero.
Fortunately the mysterious person unattached themselves from Y/n, making her stumble forward. A childish, yet deep chuckle erupted from the person.
Wait, I know that laugh.. Y/n slowly thought, before whipping her head around to see a person who annoyed her the most.
"Well shit. It's you." She cursed. The same red-head with specks of freckles lightly covering his cheeks were impossible to forget. The same guy who insulted one of Y/n's favorite stories was immediately in her enemy side.
"Aw, what's with the attitude?" His voice held a slightly snickering tone into his words, almost as if he was mocking you.
"Why did you bring me here?" Y/n questioned right away. Anybody who wasted Y/n's time got her angry.
Oemor playfully pouted at the harsh tone of the girl, before sighing; "I want your input on something, dear girl." He said, putting an dramatic emphasis on the two last words.
She internally flinched at the nickname, but was even in more shock for what happened next.
He slung his right arm over Y/n's shoulders, lowering his head to meet her left ear. His bangs covered his bright eyes, making only part of his face visible.
"What's your opinion on sex?" His voice came into a more serious tone. It was more mature than his previous pouting he did a second ago.
But the sudden question caught Y/n off guard, now pushing away the boy away from her with a flustered face.
"Why the actual fuck you want to get my opinion on that?" She spatted at him, not making any eye-contact. Her gaze was fully set on the floor beneath them.
The red-haired male shrugged, leaning his back against the wall. He kept himself from smiling in amusement. Seeing the girl all flustered made him excited.
"Many people will have sex eventually, it's normal-"
"Oh, yeah I know that! But that's so damn random!" Y/n continued to shout. Normally, if someone else asked the question she would appear less more shocked than she is right now. But the words coming from his mouth made her..
at unease.
"Y'know, I'm done. Goodbye, Oemor." Y/n signed, now speed-walking away from the male. The red-head stared at the back of the girl's head, not bothering to follow her.
" oemor?.." He whispered, pushing his body forward to a standing position.
Oh, that's right.
An smirk crept up towards his lips, something he always did when something interested. An abrupt chuckle escaped his lips;
