Shooting Star (Harry Potter x reader) [Years 1-4]

|The Philosopher's Stone| •Year 1•

"if anything happens to me, don't follow. Go straight to the owlery and send (o/n) to Dumbledore, right?"

"Right", said Ron.

Harry quickly passed the flute to Hermione and she kept playing. He came closer to Y/n

"Be careful, please"

"I will", Y/n smiled, "See you in a minute, I hope..."

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And with that, Y/n let go. Cold, damp air rushed past her as she fell down, down, down and FLUMP

With a muffled sort of thump she landed on something soft. Y/n sat up and felt around, her eyes not used to the gloom. It felt as though she was sitting on some sort of plant.

"It's alright!", she called up the rest, "It's a soft landing, you can jump!"

Harry followed straight away. He landed sprawled next to Y/n. Seconds later, Ron followed

"What's this stuff?", Ron asked

"Dunno, sort of plant thing", Harry guessed

"I suppose it's here to break the fall", Y/n said, "Come on, Hermione!"

The distant music stopped. There was a loud bark from the dog, but Hermione had already jumped. She landed next to Ron

"We must be miles under the school", she said.

"Lucky this plant thing's here, really", said Ron

"Lucky!", shrieked Hermione, "look at you!"

She leapt up and struggled towards a damp wall. She had to struggle because the moment she had landed, the plant had started to twist snake-like tendrils around her ankles. As for Harry, Y/n and Ron, their legs had already been bound tightly in long creepers without them noticing

Hermione had managed to free herself before the plant got a firm grip on her. Now she watched in horror as her three friends fought to pull the plant off them, but the more they strained against it, the tighter and faster the plant wound around them

"Stop moving!", Hermione ordered them, "I know what this is - it's Devil's Snare!"

"Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help", snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant curling around his neck

"Shut up, I'm trying to remember how to kill it!", said Hermione

"I don't wanna sound mean Mione, but hurry up!!", Y/n yelled, wrestling with the plant as it curled around her chest

"Well, hurry up, I can't breathe!", Harry gasped

"Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare... What did Professor Sprout say? It likes the dark and the damp-"

"So light a fire!", Harry choked

"Yes of course! But there's no wood!",Hermione cried

"HAVE YOU GONE MAD?", Ron yelled, "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?"

"Oh, right!", said Hermione, and she whipped out her wand, waved it, muttered something and sent a jet of the same bluebell flames she had used on Snape at the plant. In a matter of seconds, they felt it loosening its grip as it cringed away from the light and warmth. Wriggling and flailing, it unravelled itself from their bodies and they were able to pull free

"Lucky you pay attention in Herbology, Hermione", said Harry as he joined her by the wall, wiping sweat off his face

"Yeah", said Ron, "and lucky Harry doesn't lose his head in a crisis"