𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | h. granger

ii

ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴄᴀꜱᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ

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"anything off the trolley, dears?" a lady asked with a trolley full of sweets and chocolates.

y/n's eyes widened at the sight.

"no thanks. i'm all set." ron admitted as he lifted his crushed sandwich from his pocket.

y/n turned her head to him, suddenly remembering that she forgot to pick up her own.

harry looked sympathetic as he reached into his pocket, "we'll take the lot!" he pulled out a bunch of galleons.

y/n's mouth dropped, "woah..." ron let out.

harry went out into the corridor and carried as much as he could back to the seat.

"hungry, are you?" y/n questioned.

"starving," harry said, taking a large bite out of a pumpkin pasty.

ron unwrapped his lumpy package, revealing four sandwiches in there. he pulled one of them apart and frowned, "she always forgets i don't like corned beef."

y/n rolled her eyes, "i'll take that." she took the sandwich, he had pulled apart, and took a bite out of it.

harry turned to ron, "swap you for one of these," he said, holding up a pasty, "go on-"

ron shook his head, "you don't want this, it's all dry. she hasn't got much time," he quickly added, "you know, with the six of us." he pointed to him and y/n.

y/n nodded with a frown.

harry insisted, "go on, have a pasty." he nudged some pastys into ron's arms.

y/n snorted as she leaned forward and took a cake, gesturing to it as if she was asking harry silently if she could have it.

harry nodded instantly, "take as much as you want." y/n smiled at how generous he was and thanked him.

as soon as she finished the cake, y/n grabbed the long snake sweet plopping it into her.

"mmm!" she exclaimed as ron watched her with a smile, before getting a snake of his own.

harry smiled as well, knowing that he now had two friends already.

ron plonked himself down on harry's side and picked up a few chocolates himself.

harry looked down and grabbed a box of beans, examining it.

"bertie bott's every flavour of beans?" he wondered.