After risking their lives with the troll, fluffy, Quirrel, an incompetent wanna-be professor, the spider friend in the forbidden forest, the memory of you know who, and a giant basylisk they were finally upon their third year.
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"HELLO? HELLO? CAN YOU HEAR ME?" Yelled Ron into the phone
"WE WANT TO TALK TO HARRY POTTER!" Yelled Y/n
"Don't yell into my ear!" Said, Ron
"Well, you were screaming too!" Said Y/n back not quite happy with him accusing her.
*Who is this!" Roared from the other side.
"RON WEASLEY! AND Y/N BLACK!" Said Y/n
"WE'RE FRIENDS FROM HARRY'S SCHOOL " said Ron smiling as he looked at Y/n eager to hear their friend.
There is no Harry Potter here!" Yelled Vernon as he slammed the phone.
"He cut it. I can't hear a thing," said Ron as he shook the telephone hoping it would work.
"You think we got Harry in trouble?* Aske Y/n worried.
"Probably, or maybe we got the wrong number"
"I don't think we did. I mean, Harry's got horrible writing so we can't be sure," she commented as they looked at the horrible chicken scratch writing on the small piece of parchment paper Harry had given them before summer.
"Yeah fair enough. Guess we'll find out once school starts. Want to play chess?" asked Ron setting the phone down.
"Did you finish your homework Ron?"
"Hey, we're barely a week into summer vacation. Cut me some slack."
"I'm worrying Harry won't be able to do his. I was thinking we could do it for him. I mean, we can write it and he just copies it in his own words."
Ron wiggled his eyebrows. "Oooh Y/n cares so much about Harry."
"Remember I can ask Fred and George for a favour. Remember that well Ron Weasley." She threatened just as they heard Molly call for lunch.
Ron gulped and followed after her. He spent all summer worrying if Y/n would retaliate. She didn't. The nerves he had were enough for her.
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Harry saw in the distance from his window sill 4 owls nearing his window, one of which he didn't recognize, but as soon as they landed inside his room he saw the Hogwarts letter the unknown owl was carrying.
He grabbed the letter that the owl was wearing and it instantly flew out his window. Thanking his owl and getting that letter as well he turned onto It was Nux, one of his best friend's owls.
He petted Nux and gave him a treat once he grabbed the small box and the 2 letters he was carrying. He didn't wait much and flew out the window after he had rested for a few minutes. Harry was always amazed at Nux's size. He had seen the poor owl squished between Y/n's arms when she had fallen asleep in the common room last year, he didn't seem to mind, rather he was snapping at anyone who got too close to her.
He opened the letter, he was surprised to see the Weasley family with the addition of Y/n waving at him from the newspaper clipping smiling as he read the news, he did wonder why Y/n had joined them, but decided to ask her himself once school started.
Dear Harry,
Happy birthday! Look, I'm sorry about that tellyphone call. I hope the Muggles didn't give you a hard time. I asked Dad, and he reckons I shouldn't have shouted.
YOU ARE READING
BAELAMOUR // Harry Potter x reader
Romancenoun - (obsolete) one who is loved; a beloved person Harry x reader Year 3 - 7 "The moment our eyes first met, I know you were the one for me.''