The Wizard Who Could (Male Reader X Hermione Granger)

A Fraud Named Lockhart

-1981-

In a dark, atmospheric wasteland with dead trees in the background, A group of cloaked figures are gathered in a semi-circle around a hooded wizard. The mysterious wizard stands idle as a snake-liked man steps forward with his wand.

"Ah...Aidoneus. How good of you to join us." He hisses as he begins to circle around Y/N's father.

"I sure hope you make the right decision tonight. I tried to persuade The Potters, but the "so called" light blocks their thinking. I've heard you think things more...clearly."

A crash of thunder is the only response.

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-Vanaheim-

"You think a prophecy means anything to someone like me? I can change fate with my mere fingernail!"

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-Mavros Household-

"You see boy, someday, if the others will allow, you will sit upon a throne in the heavens. Only time will tell if you will be ready for the responsibility."

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-Mount Ida-

"I had a feeling that hurting "the big wolf" would bring you out into the open. The three headed beast wasn't enough, so what made you think another would stop me?"

A gigantic wolf emerges from the smoke, staring down at a man riding his stallion...

"Y/N? Y/N, are you okay?" Hermione asks with worry as she grabs his hand. Y/N immediately snaps out of his daydream and looks around.

He doesn't even remember walking into the Great Hall, sitting next to Hermione and Harry, with Lavender, Ron, And Neville across from him.

Y/N turns towards his bushy haired friend and nods.
"Y-yeah. Just spaced out for a second."

"Maybe he's hungry.." Lavender pushes her plate across the table over to Y/N. "Here, you can have some of my food."

Y/N, thinking he's maybe just hungry, attempts to grab it—but Hermione beats him to the punch and slides it back to Ms. Brown with a glare.

"He's not hungry, thank you very much."

"How would you know Granger?" Lavender fires back, not backing down.

"I happen to be his best friend, so I would know!" Hermione barks while tighten her grip on Y/N's hand.

"Well, I happen to be his..." Lavender tries to think of something. "...well we're something but we just need time to figure it out."

Harry, Ron and Neville just look baffled as they witness the girls going back and forth. Y/N simply puts his face in his hands.

"Mum was right, girls fighting over you is NOT cool."

"How does he do it?" Neville whispers to Ron.
"How do all the girls focus on him and not us?"

"Unspeakable power." Ron whispers back, remembering what Harry told him earlier.

As Hermione continues to go back and forth with Lavender, Y/N slowly turns and looks behind his shoulder. A smile threatens to break through as he sees Cho Chang and a few of her friends look back and him as well.

(Just pretend she's younger)

Y/N and Cho exchange small smiles as a few tables separate them from afar.

The two of them have exchange letters throughout the summer. (Though not never as much as Hermione, he almost got a letter every day from her. He, of course, replied back—not daring to feel her wrath if he missed a single one.)

Cho seemed pretty cool to Y/N. Didn't seem stuck-up, was genuine, and didn't weird him out like a lot of girls at the school. *cough* Lavender *cough*

"Alright, girls." Y/N says to Hermione and Lavender.
"Enough is enough. I'm not good enough to be arguing about. Lets just...drop it, okay?"

Hermione slumps in her seat with a small pout, keeping her hand interlocked with Y/N's.

"You're worth it to me..."

"Ron's got himself a Howler!" Seamus Finnegan's eyes bulge at the bright red envelope that hovers inches away from Ron's trembling face.

"Do you have to be so loud, Seamus?" Y/N directs towards his fellow Gryffindor.

"Oh, so sorry Y/N." Seamus says as he quiets down.
"Anything for you, buddy."

Y/N gives Seamus a disgusted look as he turns back towards his friends. "Don't worry, Ron." Hermione says, carefully lifting Ron's pet owl out of her bowl of cereal and pushing it away.

"You'd better open it, Ron." Neville insists. "I ignored a letter from my Gran once—it was horrible"

Suddenly, another owl heads towards the table, this time it's Y/N's owl, Askalaphus. It gently lands in front of Y/N and holds out its leg with the attached letter.