Musical Theatre =one shots x reader!!=

Gryffindore!Reader x Hufflepuff!Michael =Three Kisses!=

"L/N, Y/N!" I stood up -determined to not be a Slytherin- and walked bravely up to the sorting hat. I sit down put the hat on.
'Not Slytherin...' I couldn't help but think. I have a habit of mumbling things that I think aloud.
"Not Slytherin? I'd think you'd enjoy yourself there, charming fellows they are." The sorting hats voice boomed.
"Very well. If not Slytherin, you've got a kind heart but is up for challenge and is always filled with determination to finish it. You're most certainly a GRYFFINDORE!" Cheers and claps started up from the Gryffindore table. I smiled to my self and skipped over, highfiving people when I sat down.
"Mell, Michael!" The boy stood up and couldn't help but look nervous. He sat down and let the hat do the rest.
"A lot of determination, I see. But a kind heart... This is a tough one. Just like the last one..." The sorting hat thinks for a moment.
"You're definitely a HUFFLEPUFF!" He took the hat off and fixed his posture while the Hufflepuff table cheers. He took a seat and smiles.

"You're Y/N, right? Oh, Ron has told me all about you." A red haired kid comes up to me,
"Yeah! He was really upset when he found out he was a wizard because he wasn't sure if you were." Said another looking almost identical to the other kid. I tilted my head in confusion.
"Oh right, I'm Fred and this is George!"
"Oh, you're his brothers." I hold out my for them to shake and they gladly take it. They walk off and I go back to what I was doing, reading my book.
"Wattlebird!" The painting suddenly opened and someone came flying in. They huffed and put their hands on their thighs. Another person came in just as tired and stomped her foot.
"Ronald! That was no fair! I-." She was cut off by realising I was there. Her eyes light up looking at me, studying how I look. "You must be Y/N, I'm Hermione Granger!" She holds out her hand and I shake it.
"How do you know who I am exactly?"
"Hold on, Y/N? You look so grown up now!" Ron gasped and hugged me. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming to Hogwarts and better yet, a Gryffindore!"
"Well, I'm pretty sure it'd be useless telling you I'm a Gryffindore when I'm in the great hall." Hermione chuckled,
"She's definitely your friend." Ronald was a year older than me, we know eachother because we went to the same primary school. But that was before he left for Hogwarts, it was quite lonely without him. He sent me owls all the time though.
"Come on N/N! I told Harry I was meeting him with Hermione at the Hufflepuff common room." Ron takes my hand and speeds off Hermione trying to catch up. Ron definitely got faster, Jesus.
"WAIT RON!" She yelled.

We finally made it to the common room and we could see a Gryffindore talking to another kid. Harry turned around.
"Ron, what took you so-." He stopped when he saw me. "A first year out of bed? You're going to get her in so much trouble." He scolds.
"You're starting to sound like Hermione." Ron snickered.
"Oh stop it, you're going to cause a fight. Harry, this is Y/N." Hermione ecstatically pointed to me. I look around, the Hufflepuff kid seem to have another first year with him. Michael Mell I think his name was. Harry smiled.
"Oh, you're the one that Ron always talks about-."
"Shut Up Harry!" I smile,
"You must be Harry Potter, I've heard a lot about you too. Not as much as Hermione though." Ron groans and crosses his arms playfully. I hold out my hand to shake and he takes it. He laughs a bit and then turns to the Hufflepuff.
"This is Jeremy Heere." He gives a little wave and We all wave back.
"Why are we here?" Hermione asks Harry crossing her arms.
"Well, I just thought, you'd like to meet him."
"That's all?" Ron's eyes widened. "Jesus Harry! You called us for that?! I thought It was about the Chamber of-." Hermione slapped her hand over his mouth before he could say anymore. Ron and Hermione got into a little fight while Harry and Jeremy talked about who knows what. I look around and see a small boy making his way over. A Slytherin comes running past scoffing at us all. I glare at him and he seems to have noticed. He bumps into the boy I near them listening to their conversation.
"Watch is first year!"
"I-I uh, I'm s-Sorry-."
"Uh-uh-uh y-yeah! Sorry won't cut it." My knife is gonna cut you soon. I tap him on the shoulder.
"Hello, Y/N L/N. May I ask, why aren't you in your common room?"
"T-that's none of your b-business." He spat fearfully. "You have a lot of nerve coming up to me."
"You have nerve coming up too this poor kid." I say motioning to the boy who's frozen in place. I remember him from earlier. Michael Mell.
"You're only a first year. You don't have permission to talk to me."
"You're only a second year. 1 year distance isn't far compared to others. Even if I am younger, doesn't mean you can't show respect to me. Like Michael." He has a lost for words and furrows his eyebrows. Ron comes racing over.
"Stand back Malfoy!" He pulls his wand out and I pull Michael over to us. He smiles at me and whispers a small thanks. Ron's wand seems to be broken the top flops down so Hermione casts an easy spell to have it intact. Ron starts a spell but isn't able to finish it due to his wand freaking and zapping him in the stomach instead of Malfoy. He starts spewing up toads and I immediately run behind Harry and Jeremy.
"Jeremy!" Michael exclaims.
"Hey Micha!" I smile at the two of them then run and help Ron.
"We should go to Hagrids." Harry sighs. "I'll see you guys later?" Michael and Jeremy nod viciously we all bid our goodbyes and run down to Hagrids.