HIM & HER - A Harry J. Potter x reader fanfiction

Oopsies

      MEANWHILE Y/N and Harry were running, chasing each other, Harry banged his face into a wall and slipped. After that, Y/N also slipped because of his long ass feet. Sandra, Judy, Aiko, Ron, and Hermione gasped; though Sandra and Hermione gasped the loudest (mothers🙁).

      "Oh, merlin!" Hermione gasped, running towards the stupid little babies. Sandra followed behind her. Hermione looked after her child Harry, meanwhile Sandra looked after her child Y/N.

      "Did you get a concussion?! I think we need to bring you both to Madam Pomfrey," Sandra looked down at Y/N as Hermione nodded along.

      "I think it'd be best if we sent them to Madam Pomfrey too, look at them. They look so... Oh my. Harry has a slight bruise. Does Y/N have?" Hermione inspected Harry's face, then turned to look at Sandra. Sandra felt her heart flutter as Hermione looked at her.

      "Not really... I think. She didn't hit her head on a wall, so I don't think she has any bruises. Still think she should be brought to Madam Pomfrey—" "You guys are stupid." Ron spoke up. Hermione glared at him. "They just fell, 'Mione. Let 'em breath."

      "Oh, shut up! Your best friend has a bruise! Can you stand up, Harry? Are your legs okay? Does your back hurt?" Hermione frfr went into momma bear mode.

      "I'm fine," Harry grunted, sitting up on his elbows. "Nevermind. My ass hurts." As Harry said this, Hermione clicked her tongue. "Now, have we learnt to not run in school grounds unnecessarily?"

      Harry didn't respond, but sat properly. Y/N was still lying down. "My ass hurts, too... And it's all Harry's fault." Y/N groaned. Sandra put her hand on her shoulder, in an attempt to make her feel better. "It's fine," Sandra then turned to look at Hermione. "Should we still bring them to the Hospital Wing?" Hermione nodded, then stood up. "Especially Harry. He's got a slight bruise," Sandra stood up, helping Y/N stand up. "Thank you," Y/N muttered. Harry stayed on the ground for a few seconds before helping himself up, and the group walked to the Hospital Wing. "It's great, the drama is great." Aiko whispered to Judy. Judy smacked her arm in response. "What? Just facts," Aiko whispered again.

~¤At Hospital wing¤~

      "It's not that big of a deal," Madam Pomfrey caressed Harry's slight bruise on the forehead, "just don't go running on school grounds for no reason like that again! You are good to go. For Mr. Potter, that bruise should be gone in three days, and Ms. Diggory, your behind should be quite okay tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey dismissed the group, and right after exiting the Hospital Wing, Ron groaned.

      "Going to the Hospital Wing was useless!" Said Ron, who was walking like a zombie. His stomach was grumbling. Hermione clicked her tongue.

      "It doesn't matter, it was just a small check-up for Harry and Y/N. Now that we all know they're okay—" "My ass hurts..." "—well, they have slight injuries..." Hermione mumbled. "But, as I said, now that we know they're okay, it was worth going to the Hospital Wing." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

      "Yeah yeah, whatever..." Ron muttered.

      "Now, I'm gonna go do my assignments and essays. You two—" She looked at Harry and Ron. "—should too." After Hermione said this, Ron and Harry grumbled. Y/N chuckled, and whispered at Harry's ear,

      "poor Potty, has to write an essay." Harry lightly smacked her shoulder, resulting in Y/N whining like a child.

      As they were going up to the Gryffindor tower (Aiko and Judy had no choice but to follow along), it was unusually crowded. Loud talking and Percy ("Everybody, quiet! I. Am. Head. Boy!") trying to quiet the area down could be heard. "What's going on?" Hatry muttered, on his tip-toes, trying his best to look up. Y/N was doing the same.

      Suddenly, Dumbledore quickly up the stairs, heading to the painting. "Silence!" Yelled Dumbledore, almost immediately quieting down the place. Harry, Ron, and Hermione's eyes widened at the view of the Fat Lady's painting, ruined. It was torn apart, and the Fat Lady was nowhere to be seen. It took a while for Judy, Aiko, Sandra, and Y/N to notice. Once they finally realized, Sandra let out a gasp.

      "Who would do such a thing?!" Judy muttered quietly, looking at the painting, in concern even if it wasn't her house. Dumbledore then spoke up,

     
      "Filch, look for the Fat Lady!" "There is no need, Professor." Filch responded, looking at a certain painting. All eyes went to that painting, then Dumbledore walked up to that painting. He could hear the Fat Lady whimpering.

      "My Lady, who did this to you?" Dumbledore asked, then the Fat Lady popped her head up from where she was hiding, her raspy voice speaking up.

      "It's him! The one who they've been talking about! Sirius Black!" After the Fat Lady had said this, multiple people gasped.

      "Oh no," Hermione muttered, now wearing a worried expression on her face.

      That night, the Gryffindors had to sleep outside of their common rooms. Ron was fast asleep, and Hermione shortly fell asleep after Ron was already snoring. Though, Harry couldn't fall asleep that fast, and even overheard the Professors talking. Harry did not really pay attention to what they were saying, because the only thing he could think of was Y/N Diggory. He felt his cheeks warm up as he was thinking about her, then blinked to stop. That didn't really help, though. Harry eventually fell asleep, thinking about Y/N Diggory.