𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 | Harry James Potter x Reader

YR 6 ☆•°~'* 14

"As the hours pass, I will let you know that I need to ask before I'm alone 
How it feels to rest on your patient lips to eternal bliss, I'm so glad to know."

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Harry and Ron left the hospital wing first thing on Monday morning, restored to full health by the ministrations of Madam Pomfrey and now able to enjoy the benefits of having been knocked out and poisoned, the best of which was that the quartet was back together.

One of the first people to have realised that Y/N and Harry were back together was Romilda Vane, and she did not seem thrilled about it.

She kept shooting them poisonous glares across the common room whenever Y/N and Harry sat together. However, this did not abate Y/N and Harry's cheerful moods.

Despite being back together, Y/N and Harry did nothing more than hold hands or kiss each other on the cheek. Y/N felt that it would be too sudden and awkward to act exactly as they had been before they had their falling out. 

Harry, of course, did not mind this at all. He was merely glad he and Y/N were speaking again, and he did not pressure him into anything.

They were going down to breakfast, hand in hand, with Ron and Hermione one morning when a voice behind them called, 'Harry!'

The quartet turned around to see Luna rushing towards them.

'Oh, hi, Luna,' said Harry.

'I went to the hospital wing to find you,' said Luna, rummaging in her bag. 'But they said you'd left...'

She thrust what appeared to be a green onion, a large spotted toadstool and a considerable amount of what looked like cat litter into Ron's hands, finally pulling out a rather grubby scroll of parchment that she handed to Harry.

'... I've been told to give you this.'

It was a small roll of parchment, which Harry recognised at once as another invitation to a lesson with Dumbledore.

'Tonight,' he told Y/N, Ron and Hermione, once he had unrolled it.

'Nice commentary last match!' said Ron to Luna, as she took back the green onion, the toadstool and the cat litter. Luna smiled vaguely.

'You're making fun of me, aren't you?' she said. 'Everyone says I was dreadful.'

'No, I'm serious!' said Ron earnestly. 'I can't remember enjoying commentary more! What is this, by the way?' he added, holding the onionlike object up to eye level.

'Oh, it's a Gurdyroot,' she said, stuffing the cat litter and the toadstool back into her bag. 'You can keep it if you like, I've got a few of them. They're really excellent for warding off Gulping Plimpies.'

'Are they related to Blubbering Blimpies?' asked Y/N, recalling the day in fourth year when Luna announced the Minister had an army of the creatures.

'Oh, yes,' said Luna. Her eyes fell on Harry's and Y/N's connected hands and she smiled. 'Love always triumphs in the end!'

And she walked away, leaving Ron chortling, still clutching the Gurdyroot, and Y/N and Harry grinning sheepishly.

'You know, she's grown on me, Luna,' said Ron, as they off again for the Great Hall. 'I know she's insane, but it's in a good way.'

They were sitting at the Gryffindor table enjoying breakfast, and Ron was trying hard to ignore the way Lavender was glaring at him a few seats away.

'Remind me how I broke up with Lavender again,' he asked Hermione, Harry and Y/N.