Obsessed

𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒

THIRD PERSON
"So, what was Malfoy doing with that weird-looking cabinet?" Harry asked from inside their compartment on the train.

He had been talking about the same thing the entire time. Y/N fell asleep on his shoulder.

"And who were all those people?" Harry continued, "Don't you see? It was a ceremony. An initiation." He assumed.

"Stop it, Harry. I know where you're going." Hermione sighed.

"It's happened. He's one of them." Harry stacked his beliefs.

"One of what?" Ron questioned.

"Harry is under the impression Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater." Hermione explained with a scoff.

"You're barking." Ron lightly laughed, "What would someone like You-Know-Who want with Malfoy?"

"Then, what was he doing in Borgin and Burke's? Shopping for furniture?" Harry sent him a sarcastic tone.

"It's a creepy store. He's a creepy bloke." Ron shrugged.

"His father is a Death Eater. It only makes sense." Y/N slightly shifted when she heard that from Harry.

He froze, hoping she didn't hear him. To his surprise, she was still asleep.

"Guys.." Harry lowered his tone, "The answer's clear. We could easily get information from Malfoy." He used his eyes to motion to his girlfriend.

Ron was still confused, "How?"

Hermione shoved him and motioned to Y/N. Ron came to realization and nodded along.

"Absolutely not." Y/N firmly voiced with her eyes closed.

"Y/N-"

"There's no possible way." She moved her head from Harry's shoulder, and onto the glass window.

"I need some air." Harry stood up and exited the compartment, walking to the backside of the express.

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"Where's Harry?" Y/N has been asking that question since she got off the train, "It's been long enough, don't you think?"

"Don't worry, he'll be here in a minute." Ron waved it off and continued with his meal.

Hermione glared at him before raising her book, "Will- you- stop- eating?!" She hit him with it between every word, "Your best friend is missing." She huffed irritatedly.

"Oi," Ron looked at her, "Turn around, you lunatic."

Y/N quickly turned her head towards the entrance to the Great Hall. There he was. Walking with Luna and a bloody nose.

"He's covered in blood again." Ginny pointed out, "Why is it he's always covered in blood, Y/N?" She asked her friend with slight concern.

"Don't ask me." Y/N replied as he came over and sat down by her.

"Where have you been?" Hermione immediately asked him, "What happened to your face?"

"I-" Harry stopped and got comfortable before turning to his girlfriend, "Why is it she's more concerned than you?"

"You're a big boy," Y/N pretended she didn't care, "You can handle yourself."

Y/N moved his hand that he was holding a tissue against his nose with. He looked her in the eyes and let her wipe the blood away for him.