Obsessed

𝓈𝓊𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

THIRD PERSON
The snow piled higher as the main four made their way to Hogsmeade. Uh.. Idk what else to say.

"For weeks, you carry around this book, practically sleep with it, and yet you have no desire to find out who he is?" Hermione questioned Harry who sighed immediately.

"I didn't say I wasn't curious- and I don't sleep with it." Harry opposed.

"Yes, you do." Y/N sent him a light scoff.

"Do not." Harry mumbled under his breath.

"It's true." Ron sided with Y/N, "I like a nice chat before I go to bed. Now all you do is read that bloody book. It's like being with Hermione."

"Makes me want to return to my own dormitory." Y/N shook her head.

"No- please don't do that." Harry begged her.

"You literally kicked me out only a few days ago-"

"That's only because I was trying to be-"

"Anyway," Hermione cut them off, "I was curious so I went to-"

"The library." Her three friends finished her statement.

"And?" Harry eagerly questioned.

"And nothing." Hermione sighed, angrily stomping through the snow, "I couldn't find a reference anywhere to a Half-Blood Prince."

"I'm telling you, Harry made it up-"

"Shh." Harry grabbed her wrist to stop her from walking as he spotted Professor Slughorn.

"Filius! I was hoping to find you in the Three Broomsticks." Horace smiled as Flitwick waddled past him.

"Er, no, emergency choir practice, I'm afraid, Horace." Flitwick awkwardly replied, obviously not wanting to talk with him.

Harry watched as Slughorn walked away, "Does anyone fancy a Butterbeer?"

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Slughorn's talking caught everyone's attention as they entered, speaking to a couple of older adults.

"Over here." Harry led them to a table, away from Horace.

They all reached the table and Y/N initially chose to sit by Harry.

"No, sit beside me." Harry spoke to Ron from across the table as he almost sat next to Hermione.

"I didn't want to sit with you anyway," Y/N scoffed and walked over to Hermione, "More like- just first instinct." She mumbled to herself, slightly offended.

They all sat down as the waiter approached, Harry taking off his jacket while Hermione ordered. Y/N noticed the look on his face as he glanced behind her, and at her, over and over again.

"Is someone staring at me?" Y/N spun around only to see none other than Draco.

He was clearly up to something, locking eyes with Y/N like he needed something from her. Harry continued staring at him until he finally left, being suspicious as he walked away.