His Chosen One (Harry Potter x Reader)

Y3: Dont Panic

A/N ~ TRUST THE PROCESS and wait till the end, you guys don't wanna skip this chapter ;)

"Y/N! Y/N! Wake up, wake up!" Blaise shook her awake. "How'd you fall asleep on the couch anyway?" he questioned.

Y/N shook her head then yawned, "long day yesterday, that's all." she turned back to facing the backside of the couch but once again Blaise yelled in her ear, "Wake up!"

"Fine," she mumbled. She just now realized the commotion in the common room, she wondered how she hadn't woken up earlier. "What's going on, Blaise?"

"You haven't heard?"

"Uh obviously not, I was asleep until you woke me up, thank you very much."

"Nevermind that, Sirius Black broke into the Gryffindor common room last night!" he shouted. Y/N's eyes widened with fear.

"You said WHAT?"

"Sirius Black broke into the Gryffindor- '' Blaise repeated.

"Yea I know that, is Harry ok?" Y/N said, biting her nails rapidly. Blaise smirked at her but Y/N was too wrapped in her thoughts to notice.

"Yea, Potter's all right, it was Weasley he attacked."

"RONS DEAD?" Y/N exclaimed. She received several glares from the other Slytherins but it didn't seem to bother her.

"Dunno," Blaise said unfazed. Y/N stared at him in awe.

"How can you not care about this Blaise," Y/N said.

"Cause he's a Weasley," he scoffed. Y/N rolled her eyes and got up from the couch and started for the big exit doors.

"Where do you think you're going Y/N," Blaise said, tilting his head.

"Out."

"You're still in your pajamas," Blaise snickered. Y/N looked down to see that she was wearing her black lace set. She slapped her forehead and groaned.

"You're telling me that half the Slytherin house just saw me in this." Y/N exclaimed. The lace pajama set had been a gift Pansy gave to Y/N as a joke, since it was way to mature for her.

"Yup." Y/N looked around in embarrassment, finding that everyone was staring at her and giving her nasty looks.

"Can I have your hoodie," Y/N pleaded. "Pleaseeee," Blaise wasn't convinced. "Please I'll give it back to you after I change, I promise I'll be fast."

"I'm not wearing anything under," he said, shrugging.

"Of course you're not, I hate you," she said and bolted for her dorm.

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"Excuse me, sorry, on your left," Y/N said to those around her. Y/N sprinted as fast as she could to the Great Hall, hoping that she would find Harry there. She pushed through a big group of people trying to make her way towards the Gryffindor table, and there they were, there he was. Y/N felt relief wash all over her as she saw Harry's green eyes. Y/N shook that odd feeling off and walked towards the golden trio. A smile emerged on her face as Harry's eyes found hers. But the look he gave her wasn't the one that she expected. Y/N ignored it and kept walking towards the group.

"I heard what happened, are you guys all right?" she asked them.

"Fine," Hermione responded.

"I almost died," Ron said, he looked disconnected from the world.

"I'm sorry, Weasley," Y/N said "What about you, Potter?" she nodded towards him.

"I'm good, I guess," he shrugged, avoiding eye contact. Y/N rolled her eyes and groaned at Harrys attitude.