Harry x Reader One shots <3

☆Tʜᴇ ʙɪsᴇɢᴜᴀʟs☆ (a.k.a Ginny x Reader)

THIS IS A REALLY LIGHT HEARTED  AND CHAOTIC ONE AND IS MORE JUST FOR FUN <3 AND IN THIS YOU'RE JUST FRIENDS. AND BASICALLY THIS A GINNY x READER  AND DRARRY  :D 

And if that bothers you, you may skip :))

"Harry, don't tell me you think he's actually attractive-" You rolled your eyes at him. 

You sat in the great hall on a bright Thursday morning, leaning on Harry's shoulder. You were chatting the morning away, dreading the test you had to take in Transfiguration later. You were judging him for thinking that Draco Malfoy, of all people, was attractive. 

"What? Can I not find him attractive?" He defended, rolling his eyes and grabbing a piece of toast. 

"No, you can! I'm just saying....it's embarrassing. And I will be making fun of you for it." You stated, turning your head a little to get a glance at Draco.

Harry pulled his shoulder from under you and your head slumped to the side. "What if I made fun of you for liking Ginny?" He asked defensively. 

You lifted your head back up and turned to Ginny. Her beautiful red hair flowed perfectly over her shoulders, the sun illuminated every one of her freckles and made her brown eyes glow a sort of hazel, and her jaw was clenched as she intensely focused on a book she was reading.

You looked back at Harry, snapping out your trance, and raised your eyebrow. "You can't though...because she's hot."

Harry nodded his head and looked down in defeat. "Yeah...she is. But still! Could you help me?" 

You grinned at him, "Only if you help me with Ginny." 

"Why don't you just ask Ron? Or Hermione?"

You glared at him and ran your tongue over your teeth. "Why don't you ask Hermione or Ron for help?"

He pursed his lips and lightly nodded his head, "Good point. So...do you have a plan?"

"Do you have a plan?"

"Yes I do, in fact." 

"What is it then?" 

"You'll see. Now stop trying to avoid the question."

"Fine. I don't have a official plan, but I was planning on just improvising."

Harry clenched his jaw and his icy stare seered into your skin. "Really Y/N?"

You shrugged your shoulders, "That's all I got." Then, and idea popped into your mind and you smiled evilly at him. "How about this, the first one to get the others crush to...idk, like them back, has to make the other one has to wash the others quidditch uniform!"

"That's not so bad," Harry shrugged.

"By hand." You grinned. 

A mischievous gleam came to Harry's eyes, "You're so on."

Ever since Fred and George left, many of the Gryffindor students had taken on making big bets. And you and Harry were no strangers to it.

"Unlike you, I have a actual plan. So you might want to start resting your arms love." Harry boasted, and brushed off his shoulders. 

You rolled your eyes and flipped him off. "Bring it on big shot, I'm not scared of you." 

You went on bickering for the rest of breakfast, sending insults to each other left and right. When you got competitive, there was no stopping you from going full force to win. It was one of your most redeeming qualities!