《death's right hand: The Death Bringer》getting 2nd year supplies
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Y/n's pov:
Me and my mother come out of a flame portal and we go towards gringotts to get some money. As we enter I notice that Hermione and lily are here along with the weasleys, Harry and Hermione's parents. All of us go together towards the vaults and we stop at the weasley vault and I see how empty it is. We reach the potter vault and I chuckle at how Harry is trying to cover up the gold while lily fills two bags. After I laughed at Harry, Hermione and mother smack me in the back of the head.
(A/n: watch till Gibbs smacks dinozzo because that is how Hermione and m/n smacked y/n)
I hear lily and the weasley girl giggle at me being smacked in the head. I rub the back of my head as we near my vault.
Hermione's pov:
As we near y/n's vault I notice that it feels cold and dark the closer we get to it. When we reach the door me, my parents, and the weasley's gasp at it's design.
I hear y/n say something in a different language that causes the doors to open. As we go in I see skulls of animals and humans line the walls as y/n unsheethed his blades on his arm and unlocks the next door and I see some terror dog statues in the room and one awakens and y/n pets it after Mrs. Weasley screamed scared and fainting. I watch y/n fill three bags and leads us all back to the cart and surface. When we exit gringotts y/n gives me one of the bags and I look confused at him since I thought he was getting three bags for him to spend on stuff.
Hermione: why are you giving this to me?
Y/n: it's so you can afford to buy your supplies. Also because you are my best friend.
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Hermione: really?
Y/n nods at me and I tackle him in a hug causing us to fall on the ground and my parents smile at how happy I am as y/n's mother smile at how he cares about his friends. We go to the potion store to restock on our potion ingredients. As we exit the potion store I notice that y/n is a few inches taller than me and he is starting to develop muscle. We finish getting everything but our books so we get ice cream. I got mint flavor, lily got Strawberry flavor, y/n got rum and viking mead flavor, Harry got vanilla truffle flavor, and Ron got chocolate flavor. After we finish our ice cream we go to the book store.
(A/n: sorry that it is short just got something special to introduce a big ego man)
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