Ten Questions (Harry Potter x Slytherin reader)

Chapter 54

My head is still spinning as I make my way down the dungeon steps, slowly forcing one foot in front of the other. Harry is to the side of me, though I hardly notice due to the throbbing sensation in my head. 

I'm in love with Harry Potter, I 'm in love with Harry Potter, I'm in love with Harry Potter

The words repeat in my head endlessly, like an incessant rainstorm. No matter how hard I try, they linger in my mind. The realization had only hit me less than an hour ago on the astronomy tour, yet I couldn't stop thinking about him. 

And it annoyed me. 

Out of all of the people in the world, I had to fall in love with Harry bloody Potter- the boy that I had hated since our first year. No matter how hard I tried to alleviate the thought and convince myself that I was being ridiculous, 

But when he looked at me- like he was doing now, with a soft smile resting on his face like it was the first time he was looking at me, time seemed to slow down. 

God, Y/n, you're so pathetic. 

Scowling and hardly able to concentrate, the two of us approach the entrance of the Slytherin common room in silence.

We come to an abrupt stop. It's silent for a few moments. I grip my arm with my other hand staring at the stone floor and biting my bottom lip, thinking of what to say. Harry tilts his head to the side and gently reaches for my hand, forcing me to slowly look back up at him. 

"Y/n, is everything okay?" he asks. 

I force myself to smile, not quite reaching my eyes as I say, "Yes, of course."

He frowns. He looks as though he doesn't believe me, but decides not to press it. He nods. "Okay, you just seemed a little off, that's all."

Now I actually smile, tugging at the corner of my lips as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck, pressing my forehead gently against his. "I love that you pay attention to me, Potter, but really, I'm fine." He arches an eyebrow in response, and I groan in annoyance, playfully pushing myself off of him. "I'm fine." I say, dragging out the words. 

A moment of silence passes between us as he studies me. 

"Are you sure?"

I laugh, tilting my head back as I do so. "Yes, you idiot, I'm sure."

A grin splits across his face. "Okay."

I press a kiss onto his cheek, smiling happily as I do so. Although the feeling of dread has not yet left me, I instantly feel better. "See you tomorrow?"

"Always."

"Good." I then kiss him, my hands still wrapped around the back of his neck and smiling through it. When I pull back, he is grinning ear to ear, cheeks flushed. I slowly pull away, and he holds onto my hand, stretching my arm out until we both let go as I head to the entrance of the Slytherin common room. "Goodnight, Potter." I call over my shoulder as I walk away. 

"Goodnight, Pucey," he replies, and I can hear the smile in his voice, which slowly fades as the distance between us increases. 

My eyes flicker over to him, his silhouette disappearing from my view when he finally reaches the top of the stairs. When is completely gone, my eyes linger momentarily before releasing a sigh of relief. 

I turn to face the stone wall which is the Slytherin common room entrance and mutter the password aloud. At once, the bricks rearrange themselves and contract to form a large opening. I step inside, my head swirling with the same unwelcome thoughts that have been plaguing my mind for the last two hours.