It is morning at Hogwarts, Harry and Ron are running in the corridors, because they are late for Transfiguration class. In the class, a tabby cat is sitting on a desk. Harry and Ron rush in; (Y/N) sits next to Hermione as she rolls her eyes in annoyance because they're late for class, and (Y/N) just giggles. "Whew, we made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" Ron asked. The cat jumps off the desk and transforms into Professor McGonagall. The two boys are amazed. "That was bloody brilliant." He said. "Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocketwatch, that way one of you might be on time." McGonagall said. "We got lost." Harry said. "Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats." She said. Later on, inside Snape's potions classroom, the students are chattering, sitting near steaming cauldrons. The door slams open and Snape comes rushing in.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few..." he looks at Draco, who smiles. "Who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper..." Draco looks on "in death." Draco raises his eyebrows. Snape sees Harry, writing what Snape said in his lecture down, in, his view, not paying attention. "Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confidant enough to not...pay...attention." Hermione nudges Harry, finally making him look up to the Professor. Snape then walks to where he can speak to Harry more properly. "Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Hermione raises her hand. Harry shrugs. "You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar" Hermione's hand raises again.
"I don't know, sir." Harry said. "And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?" Snape asked. "I don't know, sir." Harry said. "Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything... it, Mr. Potter?" Snape asked. "Clearly, Hermione knows. Seems a pity not to ask her." Harry said. Hermione looks a bit surprised as everyone laughs. "Silence." Snape turns to Harry, looking a bit insulted; Harry seemingly gulps. Snape then walks over to his desk. To Hermione, who has still got her hand up. "And put your hand down, you silly girl." He sits in front of Harry, and leans towards him. "For your information, Potter... asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful, it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite. Well? Why aren't you all copying this down?" The students obey Snape and start to write down what Snape said. Snape returns to his desk, and dips his quill into some ink. "And Gryffindors, note that five points, will be taken from your house... for your classmate's cheek." Snape then starts writing; Hermione looks at Harry and then starts writing. Harry looks at Snape, who turns slightly and then continues writing.
In the great hall, around midday. The students are all doing their homework. Seamus is trying a spell on a cup. "Eye of rabbit, harp string hum. Turn this water, into rum." Seamus looks in the cup and shakes his head. "Eye of rabbit, harp string hum..." "What's Seamus trying to do to that glass of water?" Harry asked. "Turn it into rum. Actually managed a weak tea yesterday, before-" (Y/N) began. She was cut off when a big flash occurs. The cup has exploded and Seamus is left charred. Several students laugh at this as Hermione fans away the smoke with her hand. Suddenly, a flock of owls start coming into the hall from the rafters above. "Ah. Mail's here!" Ron said. The owls soar by, dropping parcels to students. Harry gets nothing. (Y/N) gets a newspaper and some sweets. He sees the newspaper (Y/N) has put down. "Can I borrow this?" (Y/N) nods. "Thanks." Neville is unwrapping a gift. It is a clear glass ball with a gold banner around it.
YOU ARE READING
The Golden Trio X Reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a famous witch for multiple reasons. First, her family is very wealthy, known as the wealthiest wizarding family there is, second, her family is also known as the most powerful wizard family. When (Y/N) goes to Hogworts, she is immediately...
