Hjp one-shots ♥️

•Spin the Bottle•

I groan as the empty beer bottle gets passed to me, all I listen to all the comments of how everyone hopes it lands on Ron because 'they fit so well together!'. 'God people are disgusting' I think to myself.

I reluctantly spin the bottle, yawning as I watch the bottle spin around and around (around the world around the wooorld), finally slowing down as it lands on the chosen bitch himself, Harry fucking Potter.

"Oh my god! It landed on Harry!"

"Don't they like- hate each other, though?"

"Yeah, at least they act like it, they might secretly be dating or something!"

"I personally think that they're just acting so that they don't have to tell anyone about their relationship"

I roll my eyes as I hear comments all around the circle that everyone made, as if Harry and I weren't sitting right there, able to hear everything. And I mean everything.

"We're not dating" Harry mutters, and I roll my eyes, agreeing. "Yeah, we're not dating"

"Don't lie! We all know that's not true!" I hear George Weasley speak up, his twin brother, Fred Weasley agreeing as everyone else stared at me and/or Harry.

Annoyed and tempted, I mimic George, rolling my eyes once again. He looks at me, slightly surprised, but simply shrugs it off.

"Well, as the rules of spin the bottle work, get into the closet. Now." Hermione Granger, my best friend, speaks up.

"Whatever" I get up, walking to the closet that was close to where everyone was seated, so everyone could hear what was going on inside the closet.

"I'm not doing it" Harry says, causing my to roll my eyes again.

"It's the rules, mate" Ronald *cough cough* McDonald *cough cough* says.

I hear the voice of Harry protesting as I turn around to see him being pushed into the closet with me by none other than Fred. "Don't be too loud in there, lovebirds!" I hear someone speak through the door.

After a few minutes of silence, I look at Harry, to see him already looking at me.

"What? Is there a problem, Potter?" I teasingly wink, a light pink dusting Harry's cheeks. "Geez, you're blushing because of a wink? For the 'chosen one' I would think that you're used to it"

He looks away, blushing more, and I suddenly get an idea.

I smirk as I stare at him, gently cupping his cheeks as I roughly kiss him, taking him by surprise as he slightly yelps, his voice higher than usual.

"You afraid of a little kiss, Harry?" I giggle, watching his cheeks turn bright red, the dark closet being flooded with light as someone opens the door, and I walk out, leaving a shocked Harry in the closet.

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hello earthlings :p
I'm gonna end this one shot thing here cause I don't have any interests in Harold Hazza Pottah like that anymore, so if I learn how to properly write my other simps personalities right then I'll do it.

for now, I'm out!

bye- ily you all (/p)

-Bri♡