(Drarry) The Potion that changed everything....

Chapter 1: breakfast

*harry's pov*
''Honestly ron, must you scoff your face with that much food at once?'' Hermione sighs as she shakes her head disapprovingly.

''What? Why are you so bothered about how much food im eating?'' Ron asks, annoyed.

''Because its unhealthy!' Hermione exclaims,'and not to mention, utterly disgusting. How do you even manage to fit that much food in your mouth at once?''

Harry stops listening as they ramble on.

His head was in a whole different place. He had so much on his mind recently, it was hard to focus on anything.

He even had to get ron and hermione to help him with his homework a lot more than usual as he couldn't pay attention in class for long. Even the parts he understood and listened to, he couldn't write much as his mind wondered off again.

Not only that but due to the lack of sleep harry was getting, he became extremely weak and fragile.

He also had frequent mood swings, going from okay one minute to raging angry the next.

Harry had really bad nightmares a lot, which resulted in ron having to comfort him often and tell him it was just a nightmare and harry not having a lot of sleep

''...when harry hasn't even touched anything, at least i am eating,'' ron replies, still stuffing his face with everything he could get his greasy hands on.

''Huh? Did someone say my name?'' I ask, partially lost in thought.

'Yeah i did, you okay mate, you havent eaten anything?'' Ron asks,slightly concerned but still not stopping eating as he spoke,''you seem.. i don't know how to describe it.''

''Distant?'' Hermione offers.

'Yeah- thats the word. Distant. Ooh i like how that word sounds on my tongue,'' ron smiles.

''Ew ron, don't talk with your mouth full,'' hermione says,'' im sure harry will be okay with not hearing you talk about how you like saying a word for a few more seconds whilst you finish chewing,''

Ron rolls his eyes and dramatically starts chewing with his mouth open.

'Yuck!' Hermione screeches.

I laugh at hermione as she fakes being sick. ''Honestly, you two should just shut up and admit you like eachother,'' i exclaim.

Hermione goes scarlet.

''No! Ew!''Ron squeaks, sounding an awful lot like his pet mouse, scabbers.

He goes redder then the tomatoes he was previously stuffing down his gob.

'Uhm- i'm going to go get my books,'' hermione says, slowly backing up, looking a bit hurt.

'Hermione? Do you think you could grab mine aswell?'' I ask,'' they are on the table next to the fire place.''

''Sure harry!'' She goes a bit redder as she turns her glance to look at ron,' do you want me to grab yours aswell ron?''

''No im okay they're under the table by my feet but thanks for the offer.'' Ron smiles at hermione, the tips of his ears still red.

''Yeah uhm, your welcome ronald,'' hermione says. She goes to walk out.

Ron looked a bit scared. The only time people called him ronald was when he was being yelled at.

Hermione turns back and continues,'' oh and harry,''

''Yes?'' I reply, trying not to zone out again.

'Please do eat something, we are worried about you, you know.''

'Thanks but you really do not need to worry about me guys, i am perfectly fine,'' i reassure them.

Im happy that they actually care about me and my well being. Not many people in my life do.

They don't seem to believe me. The exchange a look of what i thought to be sympathy and confusion.

''Bye harry, bye ron. See you in class.'' She says.

'Bye mione' ron says.

'Bye hermione and i owe you one''  i respond quickly before she leaves.

Hermione just smiles and says,'' harry you dont owe me one. Im just glad that you arent zoning off for once and besides, grabbing your books isnt a problem as mine are with urs aswell,'

'Yeah but that means you have to carry more,' i sigh,' i might just come because if i make you carry my books ill feel tight.''

'No harry! Im fine carrying your books to our next lesson don't worry. And if you still think you owe me something, you can pay me back by eating something.' Hermione smiles and walks away.

'What class is next anyway?'' I ask.

'Uh let me check.'' Ron pulls his timetable out of his pocket.

Its ripped and filthy. Of course ron would find a way to do that to a magical object that is as described by professor mcgonagall, head of gryffindor house, as the hardest bit of paper to ruin.

*i smirk.*

'What are you smiling at?' Ron narrows his eyes at him.

'You.'' I laugh.

'Why? Do i have something on my face?'' Ron starts scrubbing his face with the sleeve of his robe.

'Ew, no you have nothing on your face ron.'' I chuckle.

'Then what are you laughing at harry?'' Ron asks with a glance of curiosity on his face.

'Im laughing because somehow, you have managed to dirty and rip a magical piece of paper.' I keep laughing.

'What? Its magical?' Ron asks, oblivious. He inspects the paper closely.

'Ron. Name one thing in here that isn't magical or atleast made by magic.' I say.

Before ron could reply, the bell to head to class went off.

''Come on ron stop eating we need to head to..'' i say, but i stop when i realise i don't know where we are going.

''Potions.'' Ron says.

'Yeah, potions,'' i repeat,' great.' I sigh i hate potions. Its the lesson i dread the most as snape always picks on me for no reason.

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{a/n}
Word count: 1016 (chapters will get longer)
Thanks for reading. Im struggling from writers block rn so lmk any ideas you want me to include and i might. I have a good idea for the story plot but its not filled out if yk what i mean lol. Anyways, enjoy the rest of the story.