Obsessed

𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈

THIRD PERSON
"Okay.. a little to the left." Harry whispered into Y/N's ear as he thoroughly washed her hair with a smile oh his face.

"Don't let my precious shirt get wet."
Y/N spoke quietly as he combed the shampoo through her hair with his fingers.

Harry was sure to clean her head as best as he could but he spent most of his time smiling at the fact that she let him.

Y/N was laid on her back with her head tilted over the edge of the tub in the prefect's bathroom.

They weren't allowed in there but it was either that or shower together. She refused to let him wash her hair in any of the lavatory sinks.

Harry sat on the edge with his pants rolled up to protect them from the water and caressed her hair as though he were putting it into a ponytail before squeezing out the excess liquid.

"All finished." Harry stated while getting the towel on his left to dry her hair. She sat up and let the water drip as Harry handed her the cloth.

She dried her H/T hair and stood up with the towel wrapped around it.

"Thanks, Harold." Y/N grabbed her shampoo and led him out of the room, "Can't wait for you to open your Christmas gifts tomorrow-"

"I'm not ignoring the fact that you referred to me as Harold." Harry voiced and reached out to open the door before she could reach it.

They walked all the way back to the common room talking about quidditch and whatever else happened during those months they spent apart.

"Wait.. what do they teach at muggle school? Do you learn about rubber ducks?" Ron questioned Hermione as Y/N and Harry walked in to join the rest of the squad.

They assumed Ginny had already went off to bed since she wasn't in the room as well.

"Hello, Romeo and Juliet!" George exclaimed with delight from the other side of the room, "So.. who's lost the bet?" He glanced over at Fred with a smile.

Y/N froze and slowly turned to Harry who was already wide-eyed.

"YOU TOLD HIM?" She shouted with just a tad bit of frustration.

Harry shook his head back and forth innocently, "How do you know about the bet?" Y/N asked George impatiently.

"How do you know about it?" Fred raised his eyebrow and shot George a glance of concern.

"What bet are you talking about?" Harry added himself into the conversation.

"What bet are you talking about?" Fred and George raised their voices to speak with emphasis and of course, at the same time. Y/N rolled her eyes and sat next to Hermione.

"Could you please tell Ron that muggles do not shower fully clothed." Hermione sighed but had a smile on her face.

"You can't be that uneducated." Y/N joked but Ron took it seriously and frowned, "No no stop i'm only joking I swear." She quickly apologized.

"Told you she was dead on the inside." Ron mumbled to Hermione causing Y/N to squint.

Meanwhile, Harry walked over to join George and Fred. "What new implements have you guys came up with?" Harry asked curiously. He was afraid to try them out but he really wanted to kiss Y/N already.

"Glad you asked!" George exclaimed, "Got it, Fred?" He asked with a large grin.

"Got it, George." Fred replied and pulled a rolled up note out.

He unrolled the parchment and it continued to get longer.. and longer.. and longer.. and stop me at some point.. "Okay so this, is what we've gotten down so far." He pushed the list over to Harry who was now going mentally insane.