Too Much {Harry} Part 1

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      I walk through the hallways of Hogwarts. It was silent besides the teachers patrolling the hallways

        I used an invisibility potion we breed up in class and a sncing charm so my feet didn't make a sound. I was in 6th year with the famous Harry Potter.

        I walk outside to the quidditch pitch. As I look around I see a foot appear and disappear. Immediately I followed him. 'Why is he put here so late?' I asked myself, I ponderd on the question until a saw another foot, belonging to a girl. I had the answer to my question, it was Ginny and Harry, probably going off somewhere secret to snog or something.

      I turn around and walk the other way in the forbidden forest. I start to sing, the one thing that calms me.

(A/N: I made up this stupid song in like 10minutes so its pretty bad)

 Love is in the air, their are always everywhere

Couples holding hands, and kissing

A lover is the only I'm missing

All I want is someone to hold me, hug me, kiss me

But it seems like I'm asking for too much


Everyone has a someone but me

People  going on dates,dancing, and snogging is all I see.

I really don't have high standards

But I do fancy the name Alexander 

( I wrote xander and it changed to cancer)

I'm not looking for someone to marry

But in wouldn't mind if it was Harry

I wish he would notice me

Instead he's snogging that girl Ginny

Maybe its because in to skinny

Or maybe he's committed to Ginny

Maybe I should slip him some amortnetia

But that's too cruel

I'm still better off dating a stool

The only thing I ask is that he likes me

But the idea seemed stupid as it spiked me

It feels like I'm asking for to much

Too much, too much

Asking for too much

Too much,Too much 

Too much

Asking for t-


"Hello? Anybody there?" 

I quickly shift into my animagus form. I run/ fly (  incase your animagus flies) near the voice and come face to face with.....

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