Harry paced back and forth, his chest welling up and down and up again in anticipation for the audition. His friends had never seen him in a state like this, so agitated and filled with anxiety.There was just an hour till the auditions for the Battle of the Boybands.
"Harry, are you feeling quite well?" Niall-Hermione muttered in concern, "won't you open your presents?" she glanced toward the enormous stack of presents filling nearly half of Hagrid's hut.
"I don't have time for your frivolous gifts." Harry murmured so quietly that no one could hear, then said a little louder, voice still distracted, "a little later hm?"
"AW HARRY, NO OTHER WIZARD IN MY LIFETIME HAS EVER MEASURED UP TO THE TYPE OF TALENT I SEEN IN YOU." Hagrid slapped Harry so hard Harry threw up the spiked pumpkin juice in his mouth.
"Yeah Harry, you're the most impressive wizard there's been centuries." Liam lisped lispaciously.
"And so noble for refusing to open your many presents until after the auditions!!" Louis grinned maniacally.
"You can bloody sing I suppose." frEd said, a look of pride glimmering in his eyes.
Taylor kissed him on the cheek and smiled. "I think you're splendid Harold."
There was a sudden knock at the door. "HMMMMM WONDER WHO THAT COULD BE AYE?" yelled Hagrid, taking a swig of moonshine.
"Knock knock," a voice resounded from behind the door.
"Who's there?" the entire gang of magic gangsters shouted from inside.
"Interrupting cow!" called the familiar voice.
"Well that's very rude of the co--" Harry started.
"--Moo!!!!!"
"Hey! I was talki--" Harry tried again.
"--Moo!!!!"
"STOP! This is not ni--"
"--Moo!!"
"Why do you keep inter--" Harry grumbled, finally getting up and opening the door.
"--Moo!!!" Serious Black smiled at him as the door swung open.
"For someone named Serious you make a lot of jokes." Harry murmured.
Serious met his eyes solemnly. "Azkaban--prison, it changed me."
The two male creatures looked into each other's eyes and burst out laughing, "Oh man! You really got me with that cow joke Seri--" Harry looked around the room, realizing that he couldn't reveal his godfather's identity to even his friends, "uuuhh, Mr. Gordon Ramsey sir."
Serious tried to hold in a chuckle, "lol, hello kids, I'm the pottery professor here on the Hogwarts grounds."
Everyone said hello back to him.
"So why are you here Serio--uhh, Mr. Ramsey?" Harry smiled at his epic save.
Serious reached into his pocket, "well son...you forgot your chapstick!"
Harry looked up at his godfather questioningly, "what? I have naturally plump and moisturized lips, I don't carry chapstick."
Serious laughed and winked, "I know! It's my gift to you for Christmas!" he handed the already open chapstick from his pocket to his godson, smiling brightly.
Harry's confused and ungrateful face turned into one of gratitude, "wow! For me??" He lathered the chapstick onto his lips, "thanks Serious! The wrapper's even gone so I don't have to struggle with getting it open! You're the best godfather!!" then he looked around, "I mean, totally not my godfather and just the potter teacher whom I care for deeply!"
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Harry Styles Do Be A Potter
FanfictionYoung Harry Styles finds out he's a wizard!! Oh my gosh. But Harry doesn't really care about magic, he got into pottery and music!! He thinks he's pretty talented at both, and he doesn't really need magic in this lifestyle he's chosen for himself. ...