a/n ; i've just realised that mitsuri eating too much sakura mochi was also the cause of her eye colour changing! so sorry y'all, i'm changing it from [eye colour] to green. also thank youu for 3k reads <33
"𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝓂𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼'𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓎" - 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝐻𝑜𝑜𝓀 ; 𝑀𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓃
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍
'𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘺 & 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺'
"SEEKER? BUT FIRST YEARS NEVER MAKE THE HOUSE TEAMS"
you smile joyously, walking alongside harry and ron, engrossed in a conversation about how harry had recently become the gryffindor quidditch teams new seeker.
"my dad was talking about quidditch the other day!" you grin, "that's super cool, harry!"
harry's face goes slightly red as he just nods.
"you must be the youngest quidditch player in a-"
"century, according to mcgonagall" harry grins.
you smile,
harry is so awesome!
fred and george come by, walking on either side of your little group.
one of the twins (you can't tell the difference) rests his elbow on your head as they both grin down at harry.
"hey, well done, harry. wood's just told us"
"fred and george are on the team too. beaters" ron explains.
"our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad"
you wince slightly at the thought of harry getting hurt from the game.
the twin with his elbow on your head ruffles your hair, you pout.
"you should definitely try out for the team, aye, kanroji?"
you tilt your head.
"we heard of how you caught neville like that. takes some strength to catch someone from that far up, huh, sweetcheeks?"
your face flushes,
e-eh!? sweetcheeks!?
"you could become a beater! once georgie and i retire, of course. wouldn't want you beatin' us" they nudge you.
you sweat-drop, cheeks still flushed from the nickname.
"i dunno" you shrug.
the two boys also shrug, going back to the old conversation,
"can't make any promises, of course. rough game, quidditch"
"brutal. but, no ones died in years. someone will vanish occasionally"
"but they'll turn up in a month or two!"
you purse your lips nervously, not quite sure how much you like the idea of the game quidditch.
by the way fred and george explained it, it sounded like a pretty unsafe game.
harry also looked a bit nervous about quidditch now.
"oh, go on harry. quidditch is great. best game there is, and you'll be great too" ron reassures him, patting his back.
pushing aside your worries, you also nod.
"you were awesome on that broom before, harry. you'll do great!"
harry still looked unsure.
"but i've never even played quidditch. what if i make a fool of myself?"
"you won't make a fool of yourself. it's in your blood" hermione says, you jump slightly, not having noticed her approaching.
she leads you all inside the castle, through some hallways and towards a trophy case.
"woah. harry, you never told me your father was a seeker too" ron awes.
you scan the board, what you assumed to be harry's dad's name was on the bottom of it, reading 'seeker'.
your lips part slightly,
wicked..
"i.. didn't know"
"I'M TELLING YOU, IT'S SPOOKY. SHE KNOWS MORE ABOUT YOU THAN YOU DO"
you roll your eyes, glancing back as the staircase closes behind you. you had insisted on walking the three to their common room.
"who doesn't?" harry mumbles.
you all stumble slightly as the staircase quickly changes path, not going in your intended direction.
"what's happening?" harry asks.
"the staircases change, remember?" hermione says, you look around.
the staircase stops at an old wooden door, your eyebrows furrow slightly.
"let's go this way" harry says.
"before the staircase moves again" ron shudders, you rub his back.
you all go through the door, the inside was dark and dingy and filled with cobwebs, you shudder slightly, looking around nervously.
"does anybody feel like.. we shouldn't be here?"
"we're not supposed to be here. this is the third floor. it's forbidden" hermione scoffs slightly, you frown.
you all gasp as a flame lights itself on a once bare post.
"let's go" you say softly.
you all go to turn around, only to be met with filch's cat, mrs. norris, already standing by the door.
"it's filch's cat!" hermione whisper shouts.
"run!" ron says.
they all run, hermione having to take your arm to stop you cooing at the cat,
the posts light up as you all pass, you look at each one as they do.
"quick, let's hide through this door!" harry says, looking up at the large door in front of you, you nod quickly.
harry attempts to pull the door open, to no luck.
"it's locked!"
"that's it. we're done for!" ron whines, you frown dramatically.
"oh, move over!" hermione sasses, pushing both the boys out of the way as you quickly shuffle to the side
she takes out her wand, "alohomora"
the lock opens itself, you awe slightly.
"get in"
you all hurry in, watching your backs.
you breathe out as ron shuts the door, looking ahead.
you pause, blink.
once.
twice.
thrice.
laying in front of you was a very large dog, but that wasn't the most mind-boggling thing.
it had three heads.
three sleeping heads.
you immediately feel your heart melt, eyes shining.
if obanai was here, he would have gone mad.
you coo softly, cupping your cheeks with your hands,
wahh! it's so cuteee~!
you beam, the dog was waking up.
it yawned loudly, it's foul breath spreading over the room. you grimace slightly, but keep your wide smile
the three of them scream and hermione snatches your hand, pulling you out of the room as you wave goodbye to the dog.
"i should head back to my common room" you say, looking out the window at the pitch-black night sky, being illuminated only by the moon and stars.
the three nod, waving goodbye and hurrying off to their own common room.
you hold your hands together, still thinking of the very adorable puppy.
you quickly hurry out of the corridor, headed the opposite direction that the other three had gone.
you keep your footsteps quiet, not wanting to get caught by filch or any other professor.
you squint your eyes, finding it a bit hard to see.
you take out your wand, running your thumb over the intricate patterns, "lumos"
the tip of your wand lights up just enough to see a few feet ahead of you.
you jump slightly as something small dashes out of view of your light, you quickly look around, your wand following your gaze.
you sigh softly, seeing nothing,
maybe i was imagining things...
you nod to yourself, deciding that was probably the most reasonable explanation.
you take a few steps further, though pause as a sound echoes softly through the corridor.
you look behind you, the sound sounded like jingling coins or something?
you felt a bit more jittery, slightly scared of what the noise could be.
but you take a brave step towards the noise, it was coming from a dark corner.
you slowly crouch down, quickly pointing your wand at the area.
you tilt your head at the sight.
a small, navy-ish creature with a duck-like bill stand with one foot up, leaning back slightly, coins and other trinkets such as necklaces and bracelets pouring out of a small pouch on it's stomach, a long silver necklace dangling from it's small, dainty hand
you and the creature stare at each other for a while, neither of you blinking.
your green eyes were wide and shining, it's beady little black eyes staring blankly back at you.
the second you blinked, the creature dashed off.
you gasp, popping up immediately and running after the creature, wand extended in front of you with your light still activated.
it wasn't too hard to keep track of the creature, as the loud jingling of the coins and jewellery was following it as it tried to stuff as much as it could into it's overfilled pouch.
you huff slightly, narrowing your eyes and pouncing forward, capturing it in your hands as you hold it to your chest, doing multiple rollie pollies forward, stopping as you hit a wall.
you wince slightly, panting.
you look down at the small creature in your hands, holding it up to your face.
it squeaks and squirms, trying to break free of your grip.
your lips part and your eyes go wide, shining brightly.
you resist the urge to squeal at the top of your lungs.
it was so, super duper cute!!
you coo at it, rubbing it's head gently with your finger.
you look at it slowly start to calm down, relaxing under your soft touch.
you smile widely and warmly, standing up, any previous pain of hitting the wall long forgotten.
you look around, making sure no one was coming before rushing off to your common room, creature in hand.
you would need to look through your book you had bought based on magical creatures to see what creature it was.
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date posted ; 23/07/22
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