Imagine Showing Up On The Door Step Of The Dursleys To Pickup Harry

Imagine Showing Up On The Door Step Of The Dursley’s To Pickup Harry

Y/N: *mutters* Ah here we are, 4 Privet Drive I think.

Knocks on door and Vernon opens.

Vernon: Who are you?-

Y/N: No time for questions my dear man where is Harry?

Y/N pushes past Vernon and into the living room.

Vernon: Harry? Are you one of his wizard magic friends, your kind aren't welcome here-

Y/N: Oh shut it you blithering fool.

Marge: What are you smirking at boy?

Harry: Nothing.

Y/N: *grins* Hmm, maybe I’ll let this one play out.

Marge: Where are you Vernon?

Vernon: Here! *whispers quickly* If you do anything unseemly I will be calling the police.

Y/N: Don’t worry, we’ll be off in a jiffy! 

Vernon: *to Marge* St Brutus’s, it’s a fine institution for hopeless cases.

Marge: Do they use a cane at St Brutus boy?

Harry: Oh yes

Marge: Good. *to Vernon* You mustn't blame yourself for how this one turned out Vernon. It’s all to do with bad blood. Wasn’t his dad a drunk?

Harry: That's a lie!

Marge’s Wine glass bursts

Y/N: *spits out* No more than you Marjorie Eileen Dursley.

All turn to Y/N

Vernon: *hurriedly* Ah, a friend of Harry! From St Brutus.

Marge: *frowns* Isn’t St Brutus for boys?

Harry: *whispers* Who are you?

Y/N: All in due time my boy *winks*

Y/N: *turns to Marge* Better watch your mouth wench.

Marge: Silence child. *to Harry* Clean it up. Anyways, its got nothing to do with the father, if there’s something wrong with the bitch, there’s something wrong with the pup.

Harry: Shut up! You don’t know anything!

Y/N: *smirks, leans back and watches* I told you to watch your words Marge.

Marge: Right, let me tell you 

Marge begins to swell up.

Y/N: *chuckles quietly* Alright well, it’s been lovely to see you Dursley's but we must be off, Harry, pack your things we are leaving.

Harry: Who are you? And where to?

Y/N: *smiles* Home.

Y/N walks upstairs.

Harry: *follows* You still haven't told me who you are...

GLASS: They seized my quill and paper :/ (my acc got disabled or something omg)

Legolas: We have since returned you and hope you will be able to continue to write.

Y/N: Ayo WE BACK IN BUSINESS.

Thranduil: it seems that you are back, I thought you had run off again Mellon Nin.

Y/N: I'm pained by your lack of faith in me Aran Nin.

Throrin: Are you fit to travel?

Fili and kili: Will you be coming with us to the mountain still?

Y/N: All in due time my friends!

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MY ACCOUNT GOT Seized but I'm back nowww

Stay the fuck off my computer and my Microsoft word and get your ideas elsewhere.

The Glass: What? Is this an actual threat? Am I famous enough to have haters now or something? XD

Gandalf: I’m not so sure it was a threat my friend.

Legolas: Sounds like a threat to me. I’m ready to fight.

Gimli: Sounds like a human thing to say.

Aragorn: I wonder why it’s anonymous.  

Imagine Showing up in Third year of the Golden Trio Era (set up for later imagines)

Y/N: I guess now they’re old enough for me to blend in yes?

Dumbledore: I suppose so. But remember, time is a finnicky thing, lest you alter the-

Y/N: *glares pointedly* Do not talk to me of time, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I have been through fire and darkness, age beyond age, sent by who knows what for who knows why. You are not the first wizard I have met. Nor the wisest. 

Dumbledore: *hesitates* I apologise, your situation is still strange and I forget you are beyond the age of which you look.

Y/N: *mutters* Raising a boy for slaughter, you imbecile. If Molly Weasley knew.. Seven hells would be upon you.

Dumbledore: I am aware.

Y/N: I will see you at the beginning of year feast Albus.

Y/N walks out of his office

Y/N: *mutters* This time everyone lives. I swear upon it.

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing

Y/N: *quietly singing the McDonald's theme song*

Gandalf: I don't suppose you want to break this up for us?

Y/N *whispers* Nah, you and I both know that's Frodo's thing. Don't ruin his big moment.

Gandalf: Very well

20 seconds later

Frodo: I will take it!!

Gandalf: I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn: If by my life or death I can protect you.. I will. You have my sword. *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: *whispers* Do I have to? Can't I stay here with the pretty elv-

Aragorn: *shoulders Y/N* Yes.

Y/N: *sighs* And I will follow, but only if I get to call Legolas and Gimli, Elsa and Anna.

Legolas: Again the young maiden speaks words that I do not understand. *Turns to Frodo* You have my bow.

Gimli: And my axe.

Boromir: You carry the fate of us all little one-

Y/N: *interrupts* Alright yadda yadda can we go? I didn't eat breakfast.

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Elrond: My dear child you would have died. You do not possess the gift of immortality, must you be as reckless as you are? You are not of this world!

Y/N: *grinning* Nah she'll be right. I'm fine aren't I?

Legolas: *walks in* You look terrible. As you would after a near death experience.

Y/N: You call it a near death experience. I call it a vibe check from God.

Aragorn: *Bursts into laughter*

Gandalf: *Stares pointedly* Yes.. not of this world.

Legolas: *is visibly confused* Are we talking about her recklessness or her beauty?

Y/N: >_> Ummm anyways, when are we leaving?