𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐒! | Harry Potter x Reader

two

IT WAS LUNCH, JJ, Emma, Ben, and Y/n were of course sitting together. At the furthest end of the Gryffindor table.

Emma peeked over her shoulder - looking across the room. Y/n noticed, as she tried to find out what Emma was so interested about.

Her eyes travelled to the Hufflepuff table. There, she found a brunette boy with dark eyes, smiling and laughing with Cedric Diggory. Although, he looked really unfamiliar.

The boy looked over to their direction, and Emma looked away immediately.

"Quick, Y/n, quick!" said Emma, pulling her best friend's hand, "Pretend to have a conversation with me!" Y/n chuckled, "Emma, i am having a conversation with you."

Their little interaction caught Ben's attention. He also looked at the Hufflepuff table, but still not finding what they were so giddy about.

"What are you looking at?" asked Ben. Emma flinched - tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear nervously. "Um," Emma started, "Who's that cute Hufflepuff?"

"Which one?" Ben returned the question, "There are a lot of cute Hufflepuffs."

JJ, who overheard, sighed. He placed his hand over his eyes and complained, "Oh please, don't tell me you guys are drooling over Cedric Diggory like everyone is."

Y/n's eyebrows furrowed. She then asked her brother, "What's so bad about that?"

Ben snorted, "He's jealous because he used to have the spotlight, you know. JJ Lewis, the pretty boy."

Emma had already gotten back to staring at the Hufflepuff boy. Adoring his dreamy eyes from afar. Y/n had to say, this boy also had a mesmerizing smile.

The boy suddenly caught Y/n's eyes - both caught off guard by the sudden eye contact. The Hufflepuff blushed, giving Y/n a smile and a little wave before looking away.

"Did he just wave?" Emma gushed, "Y/n, oh my - he waved at you!" Y/n shrugged, getting back to her food. "Seriously," Emma turned to ask the boys, "Who is he?"

JJ, who seemed to know everything about everyone, replied, "Jace Wood, Oliver's little brother. He just transferred here, right after Oliver graduated. I don't think they get along."

"How'd you know?" Emma asked, leaning closer, quite intrigued by the fact that JJ told them. "Oliver told me, we were in the quidditch team together, i was his best player, obviously," JJ shrugged nonchalantly.

Suddenly, Harry Potter came to them. Y/n, to be exact. JJ and Ben looked up, and gave each other looks. While Emma, was still trying to get a view of Jace.

Harry poked Y/n's shoulder, looking quite nervous. Harry cleared his throat, "Can i talk to you?" he requested, "In private."

Y/n looked over at Ben and JJ, and they both nodded, telling her to just go with Harry.

Y/n sighed as she stood up, "Make it quick."

They both walked out of the great hall, standing at the empty corridor. She leaned back against the wall, while Harry was tightening up his tie.

"Hey, Y/n Lewis," he said, holding his hand out, "I'm Harry Potter." Y/n looked down at it in confusion - crossing her arms. "We know each other," she replied, "We're classmates."

Harry looked down in embarrassment, fiddling with his fingers. Before he abruptly asked something completely out of the blue, "Are you friends with Draco Malfoy?"

"Merlin, no, no, no, no," Y/n shook her head. "Okay," Harry said, taking a deep breath, "Do you have a problem with me?"

"No," Y/n shrugged, shaking her head, "Not really."

"Right," Harry nodded, "So i thought we were cool - you know, i thought we were friends."

Y/n started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"I think we talked once in defence against the dark arts," she continued chuckling, "So if you consider that as being friends, you do you."

"You know what," Harry looked down, completely embarrassed, "This is pathetic, i shouldn't be confronting you about this."

"Is this about me saying you're not so special?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, i do think there's really nothing special about you."

"Oh yeah?" Harry raised his eyebrow, "And what's so special about you?"

She only shrugged in response, still letting out faint chuckles at his attempt to be tough and intimidating.

Harry rolled his eyes, before turning his heels and walking away.

"Oh, and Potter!" Y/n called, making Harry turn around, "You accidentally dropping your quill, and me picking it up for you in class just because i'm a nice person doesn't mean we're friends."