Lost in Love with Harry Potter - Pt 1

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Another love fan fiction. I started from second year because that has more adventure, but if you want to see first year, go to GoToQuiz.com forums and search the library forum for "(y/n) Lupin and the Philosopher's Stone.

All credits go to J. K. Rowling for the main idea of Harry Potter. Do post comments, and please, no mean comments to me, because that's just being a bully. Oh, and I don't write smut. So no use pleading me, there'll be none.

  1. (y/n) was sitting at her study table. Doing Potions homework. "Enjoying Potions?" Remus said, looking over. "I suppose so," she muttered unsurely. "Snape doesn't treat me like the other Gryffindors. As in he seems to really hate all the other Gryffindors, but with me... It doesn't show much, but it's a completely different attitude." She looked back at her homework question. "I'm not that good in Potions," she muttered disappointedly. "Nev isn't either, but Snape... He gives me a hand during classes. If not, it's Hermione." She looked over at her owl's empty cage. "I wonder where Artemis's gone," she said. "I sent her out three days ago and she still hasn't delivered a letter to Harry. Or more of he's not answering." Remus nodded. "I suppose so. It's suspicious, you've got such a strong bond with each other. James, Sirius and Peter always answered my owls." (y/n) thought of her good friend, Harry. They had a lot in common - they both had survived a Killing Curse by Lord Voldemort, and... There was much more they shared.
  2. A sudden idea flashed across the young girl's mind. "Remus," she said slyly to her uncle, "you don't think I could just... Visit... Harry? Through my Animagus?" Remus frowned. "No way," he said. "It's far too risky. You may be registered, but we shouldn't misuse it in such a way." (y/n) looked disappointed. "Oh, please!" she begged. "I haven't seen Harry since last year! Nor a friend!" "You saw Hermione last week," Remus said. "Oh, but-" "No buts," Remus said sternly. (y/n) looked at her cauldron, then put in a vile of purple liquid. The cauldron frothed, fading from a green to purple. "I don't think that's meant to happen," she said. "I can't remember." BOOM! Her face was now black and sooty, and the tip of one of her (h/c) locks of hair was on fire. Her Bowtruckle friend, Amicus, put it out by slapping it with one of his twiggy green hands. "Thanks, Ami," (y/n) said, wiping her face clean. She went over to the window and scrubbed off the soot. To find an owl. And not just any owl. Artemis.
  3. Artemis was a beautiful barn owl. There was a letter in her small beak, with (y/n)'s name on it. Excitedly, (y/n) took the letter and Artemis gave a proud hoot. She flapped over to her iron barred cage and tucked her head under her wings, drifting off to sleep. It was from Ron, who (y/n) saw as her brother. He was like a brother to her, and she was a sister to him. Eagerly, her eyes flew from left to right across the letter. It said: Dear (y/n), I'm inviting you to The Burrow. You can Floo Powder here if you like, or we can pick you up, or whatnot. Just owl us and tell me how you're getting here. Mum wants to make sure you're safe on the way here. Harry and Hermione's coming too. -Ron. (y/n) grabbed an old piece of parchment and her peacock quill (that her Aunt Narcissa had given her) then dipped it in a pot of ink. "Dear Ron, I'm using Floo Powder to your house. I suspect I'll be there by the time Artemis gets there. Or not. I'm not quite sure. I'll see you there. Thanks for inviting me. -(y/n)."
  4. Bidding her last goodbye to Remus, Amicus on her shoulder and a large trunk in hand. "Stay safe," Remus said, "and-" "-always have my wand at ready, I know," (y/n) said. "I'll be fine." Giving him a hug one last time, she grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and threw it into the flames. They immediately turned green, and with everything the young girl needed, she hopped in and yelled, "The Burrow!" She shut her eyes, and then found Artemis looking at her as she tumbled out, green specks of Floo Powder on her shoulders and Amicus looking slightly dazed. "(n/n)!" Came Ron's cheerful voice. "Ron!" (y/n) said in the same tone, jumping up to give him a hug. "How've you been?" Ron asked as the two broke apart. "Alright. So this is The Burrow?" she said, looking around dreamily. "Of course it is!" Ron said. "I like it already," (y/n) said. A plump, red haired woman hurried in. "Oh, (y/n)!" she said cheerfully. "Come on in, the others are so excited to meet you, especially Ginny..." "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," (y/n) said as Mrs. Weasley led the girl into the kitchen. There were five more red heads in there, all deep in conversation with each other.
  5. "(y/n)!" Mr. Weasley said, jumping up. "So glad to meet you, I know you've already met Fred and George here, and Percy, oh, and here's Ginny," Mr. Weasley said, indicating to a small red headed girl. She turned very pink and gave a squeal, then ran out of the room. "Is she... Scared of me?" (y/n) said, confused. "No... She's very excited to meet you," Ron said. "We can go to her room, I expect Hermione's giving Ginny a "calm talk"." Following Ron to a small room, Ron quickly gave a notice to (y/n). "If she's going on about Harry, there's a reason to that. She's got the biggest crush on him and the biggest obsession over you." He giggled a little to himself before knocking on the door. "R-Ron?" Came a small voice. "Is (y-y/n) there?" Ron laughed a bit. "If you want to see, you'll have to come out and see." Slowly, the door opened a bit and a small face could be partly seen at the crack. There was a small little shriek. "Oh come on, Gin," came Hermione's voice. Hermione opened the door fully, and greeted (y/n) happily. "(n/n)!" she said, giving her foster sister a huge hug.
  6. Ginny poked her head out of a wardrobe. "Wow!" she said, amazed. "Is it true that the Bowtruckle is your pet?" She indicated to Amicus. "Yep," (y/n) said. "This is Amicus." Ginny became more curious with every question. "A-and you survived the Cruciatus Curse last year - untouched?" "Well, not really, I actually passed out-" "But you didn't feel pain?" "Nope. I just fainted." "Best friends already?" Ron said, leaning against the door. "As a matter of fact, yes," (y/n) said as Hermione burst into a fit of giggles. Ginny giggled too. "I'm starting Hogwarts this year!" she declared proudly. "Really?" (y/n) said. "Then I hope that we can see each other often." For the next fifteen minutes, (y/n) and Hermione listened to Ginny rant about Harry and question (y/n). Before (y/n) had begun stalking on the twins again - this time with Ron following them.
  7. "What you doing?" (y/n) said, appearing behind the three and smiling. "Shhhhhh!" Fred said, bringing a finger to his lips. "We're planning," George whispered. "On what?" (y/n) said suspiciously. The three exchanged glances. (y/n) raised a brow. "Well?" Ron opened his mouth, but then snapped it shut, as if he were unsure on how to put it. "Well... We were thinking of saving Harry," George said. "He hasn't been answering our letters, so we think his aunt and uncle might've done something to him," Ron said. "I asked him to come over twelve times, but he never answered, so we're worried." (y/n) smiled slightly. "A-and exactly how are you going to do that?" Fred and George exchabged grins. "We'll use the car Dad borrowed from the Ministry," Fred said, "at night. So Mum doesn't suspect anything. Or she'll go bonkers." (y/n) grinned wider. "Then I'm coming!" she said, "or else I'll tell Mrs. Weasley," she added dangerously. Not like the three had any choice. They had to give in to her. So it was settled. (y/n) was coming along.
  8. (y/n) stared at the half moon plainly. She had to leave Ginny's room on the sign. Ginny was on her bed, and Mrs. Weasley had conjured comfortable matresses for (y/n) and Hermione. All at once, the girl heard footsteps pattering outside. Then thirteen silent taps on the door. Carefully, (y/n) got out of bed and snuck out without a noise. "Good, you're out," Fred said, "now we can go and save Harry." "How come you know Harry's in trouble with his aunt and uncle?" (y/n) said, clearly not thinking of the question before. "Dad came a few days ago and said there was magic sensed at Harry's residence," George said as the four crept to the garage. "C'mon Fred, move over-" George said, trying to budge Fred out of the way. "No, I'm driving-" Fred said, trying to push George off. "If neither of you don't sort it out, I'll be the one driving," Ron said, watching the twins bicker. "Not like you can drive," Fred said, "we need someone who'll be carefil with this job. All eyes were suddenly on (y/n).
  9. "Alright, so that's the brake pedal, that's the pedal that makes it go forward and all the other things are labelled," Fred said, indicating each function. "Right, I think I'll be all right," (y/n) said, pressing a button and pushing down on the pedal. The car rose out of the garage swiftly, and above the clouds. "All right boys, hang on tight, this is where I have a bit of my own fun," (y/n) said, smiling slightly as Amicus sat on her shoulder, almost reading her thoughts. "Eh?" George said, confused. "But you're one of the best students in Hogwarts," Fred pointed out. "Oh, shut your mouth," (y/n) snapped, then without warning, she stomped on the pedal and the car went at full speed. All screamed (except for (y/n) ) as the car didn't stop for a second, then it swooped down like and eagle and stopped abruptly. Right at a barred window. Of 4 Privet Drive. (y/n) grinned. "That was a bit speedy, but you're all in one piece and you're fine. And we're where we intended to be, so no harm done." The three boys looked at (y/n) as if she had gone completely bonkers.
  10. Ron winded down the window and tapped on the glass behind the bars. Immediately, Harry's face appeared there, his bright green eyes circled by his rounded glasses and his face pale. "R-Ron?" he said in surprise through the window. "W-what are you doing here?" "Rescuing you, you idiot," (y/n) teased. "But the bars..." (y/n) rolled her eyes. "It's not just us two here, what are you thinking?" she said. "Yeah, we're still here, mate," Fred and George said in unison, sticking their heads out. Fred threw out a rope with a hook at the end, and it gripped onto the barred window. "Right, (y/n), NOW!" (y/n) stepped on the pedal once more, and the barred windows came off. "Get in!" (y/n) said. "But my stuff!" Harry said. "My trunk, books... They're all locked in the broom cupboard downstairs!" (y/n chuckled to herself. "Oh, Ami can deal with that," she said, and jumped out. Amicus picked on the lock that locked Harry in the room, then (y/n) thundered down the stairs, and came rushing with Harry's stuff five minutes later. "See?" she said. "Easy!"
  11. Hedwig gave a sudden screech. "Oh dear," (y/n) said as Mr. Dursley's bellows came from downstairs. He burst into the room, red faced and shocked to see a random girl and Harry escaping by a flying car. "PETUNIA!" he roared. "PETUNIA, HE'S ESCAPING!" He wobbled forward threateningly, then grabbed a broom and waved it about dangerously. "Come any closer and you'll have your eyes gouged out!" (y/n) said threateningly, holding Amicus out threateningly. "(y/n), get in!" Ron roared and (y/n) jumped in as Mr. Dursley grabbed Harry's leg. He was gripping onto Ron's hand and was halfway into the car, but the other half was still in the tight grip of Mr. Dursley. "I think this should work," (y/n) said, bringing a cauldron out of nowhere and throwing random things inside. Then, holding the random mix out it exploded in Mr. Dursley's face. He coughed, and Harry's leg slipped out of Mr. Dursley's fat hand. Harry fell into the car as (y/n) continued to drive.
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