FIRST PERSON
"You can do better than that!" I stood off in front of Harry, bouncing a basketball.I taught him how to play a couple weeks ago but, now it's the end of July and he still sucks. I've went easy on him but, he.. he's not good.
"You're a cheat!" Harry shouted.
I rolled my eyes and ran past him, doing a spin when he tried to block me. The ball went straight into the net, leaving me to celebrate by dancing.
Harry sighed and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder, "Where'd you purchase the muscle?" I teased while hanging over his back.
"Ha, witty." Harry smirked and led me back into my house.
"Hey, we were just getting started!" I complained and hit his shoulder blade.
"Y/N.." He lowered me down onto the couch, "We began playing this morning."
"And?" I shrugged.
"It's nearly midnight." Harry chuckled and motioned to the window that displayed the pitched black sky. "Let's get ready for bed."
"That's cute." I looked up at him.
His hair was a tad bit sweaty, some of it sticking to his forehead. Harry didn't really wear shorts but now that he is, I noticed his legs. 'Would it be odd to compliment his-'
"Nice legs." I slapped his right calf and stood up to walk to the kitchen.
"Thanks?" Harry followed me and sat at the barstool, "Are you sure you don't want to do anything tomorrow?"
"Positive." I smiled over my shoulder at him.
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THIRD PERSON
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Fred and George shouted into Y/N's ear, waking her up out of her sleep."You fuckers." Y/N groaned into her pillow.
Fred and George exchanged looks of confusion at her American accent, "She's been doing that since we left- wake up, Y/N." Harry slowly peeled the covers off of her.
"Two more days.." Y/N turned the opposite way and took the covers back from him.
"You can't miss your birthday," Harry pulled her out of bed, "and mine." He realized.
"Ha! I'm older than you." Y/N giggled as she rubbed her eyes. She began to walk but then she stopped, "Aww.. I'm older than you." She stomped angrily.
"For exactly twenty four hours." Harry scoffed.
Y/N was led downstairs by Harry and- "SURPRISE!"
Ron, Hermione, Luna, Neville, Ginny, and a couple of others shouted just as Y/N was in their sight.
The adults, Sirius, Tonks, Remus, and the Weasley parents, were seated on the sofa, chatting about something.
Y/N's eyes landed on Draco and Harry followed her line of sight. He turned around to the twins who were behind them, "Why is he here?"
"Harry.." Y/N stood with wide eyes and an awkwardly forced smile.
"Yes?" Harry responded, stopping and turning to face her.
"A word." She dragged him back up the steps.
Harry had slight confusion because of her actions but he kind of expected something like this to happen. He always wanted to impress her, no matter the outcome.
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Obsessed
FanfictionSeems like everyone is obsessed with Y/N Dixon. It starts off with her friends in the house of Gryffindor, 3rd year. Someone at Hogwarts has been following her every move. Was it her best friend Harry Potter who was slowly falling in love with her...