Obsessed

𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

THIRD PERSON
Harry paced around the Common Room impatiently waiting for Sirius to show up as Y/N watched with her head in her palm.

She was sitting on the back of the sofa, facing Harry who was in the open area behind it.

"Harry, please stop pacing you're creating a draft." Y/N mumbled and he quickly stopped. He turned to her as if he had a golden idea.

"Kiss me." Harry commanded.

"What?" Y/N quickly looked up at him.

"I mean it'll help- i'll calm down then." Harry explained eagerly.

"I'm not snogging you, you'll be all twirly when Sirius shows up! What even made you think of that?" Y/N responded in a higher pitched voice as the moment got funnier every second.

She was talking so fast and Harry responded in the same way.

"I don't know, you've done it before!" Harry whisper shouted as she stood at her feet.

"That doesn't mean i'll just do it multiple times! Do you want to do it multiple times-"

"Yes I want to do it several times- that's the point of me asking! And why would you do it the first time if you didn't plan on doing it again?" Harry speedily ran his words together as if he were panicking.

"I don't know I was just-" Y/N paused to think. She didn't want to sound desperate, "I don't know mate.."

"Did you just call me "mate"?" Harry was slightly taken aback at what she said.

"Bro?" She corrected sarcastically.

"Very witty." Harry began to calm down, finding her funny but refusing to admit it.

He walked over to a table and spotted a newspaper. Y/N joined him in reading it after hearing her name.

"Y/N Dixon.. age twelve," Rita's voice echoed in her mind, "Suspect enters in the Triwizard Tournament, her eyes swimming in the ghost of her past-"

Y/N snatched the paper out of Harry's hands and balled it up, "I'm only joking wait no-"

Y/N quickly threw the newspaper into the fireplace.

Harry was slightly upset because he was afraid of how the others in school would view her now. Y/N didn't really care she just worried about the ones that were actually close with her.

"Y/N.."

"I'm not snogging you." Y/N firmly replied without turning towards him. He walked over to her and grabbed her arm.

"No, look." Harry brought her over to the fire.

They both stared at it questionably, "Why is it doing that?" Harry asked when the fire kept emitting sparks as if someone were blowing it from inside the flames.

"I don't know, touch it." Y/N whispered.

"Harry looked at her with the smallest smile on his face, "I'm not touching it." He responded.

"Then I guess we'll never know." Y/N rolled her eyes humorously. Harry turned back to the fire and saw a face form through the flames.

"Sirius?" Harry's brows scrunched.

"Hi, Mr.Black!" Y/N waved at the fire.

"That's Y/N, right? H/C hair, E/C eyes, beautiful and smooth S/C skin?" Sirius asked causing Y/N to smirk, "Oh, you really did dye a strip of your hair red-"

"Sirius!" Harry whisper shouted.

"Okay, we don't have much time so ask your girlfriend-"

"You can ask her yourself." Harry bluntly cut him off, rolling his eyes at what he heard.