𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 (Harry Potter x reader)

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January had faded into February. Harry had barely spoken to y/n cause whenever he tried she only replied with very dry responses then said she needed to go.

After Harry had gotten his Firebolt back from McGonagall and his mood lifted he was determined to apologise to her.

Luckily he found her doing homework next to a sleeping Hermione the same afternoon he got the Firebolt back.

"I got it back," said Harry, grinning at her and holding up the Firebolt.

"See, Y/n? There wasn't anything wrong with it!" said Ron.

"There could of been!" Y/n said grimly "At you know it's safe and I know you'll be safe."

"Yeah, I suppose so," said Harry smiling slightly at her words . "I'd better put it upstairs."

"I'll take it!" said Ron eagerly. "I've got to give Scabbers his rat tonic."

He took the Firebolt and, holding it as if it were made of glass, carried it away up the boys' staircase.

Harry's eyes fell on the sleeping Hermione beside
y/n.

"She's really overworked herself hasn't she?" He said.

Y/n only hummed in response.

"Can I sit down?" Harry asked after a few moments of silence.

Y/n looked up at him "I suppose." she shrugged. Harry grinned happily and pulled up a chair right beside her.

He watched her do her homework for a few seconds before saying anything. He didn't understand how she could look so—

"What are you looking at?" She asked. Y/n felt his eyes on her and turned to him now catching his eye.

Harry turned red and broke his gaze "Nothing." he said "I just wanted to say sorry for what I said at Christmas." Harry said hesitantly.

"Took you long enough." y/n said calmly "I know you were mad about the Firebolt but, Harry I just wanted to make sure you were safe—"

"I know, I know." Harry said "But that doesn't excuse what I said."

"You're not wrong."

"Y/n, you need to know that it actually doesn't bother me your related to Black. I know your different to him. Like way different your smart, sweet, beauti— it's just I know I didn't mean what I said. Do you forgive me? Please?"

"Harry, slowdown I do." y/n said chuckling a little.

Harry smiled and nodded trying not to look as pleased as he actually was "Brilliant." he said.

"So what homework are you doing?" Harry asked her causally.

Though Harry never found out as y/n was interrupted by a strangled yell echoing down the boys dormitory stair case. The whole common room fell silent and Hermione jumped awake.

"What is happening?" She asked quickly to y/n who shrugged.

Then came hurried footsteps, growing louder and louder — and then Ron came leaping into view, dragging with him a bedsheet.