American Beauty (Harry Potter Various x reader)

Chapter 3: Girls Like You

Y/n went to bed that night around 2 in the morning. It felt like she shut her eyes for a second and than the next second Hermione was dragging her towards the great hall for breakfast.

The second Ron laid eyes on y/n he began to cough up his food, staring at her in shook.

"Wow y/n! What happened to you?!" He asked. Y/n groaned, sitting down next to him and dropping her head down on his shoulder.

"I got a total of four hours of sleep last night. And that's being generous. On an unrelated note, fuck Filch!!!" Her voice was slightly muffled as she rested her face into Ron's robes, oblivious to his bright red face.

"Well, I hate to say it but you were being rather crazy last night." Scolded Hermione, taking a bite of her toast. Y/n shot up straight, staring at her friend with wide and hurt eyes.

"Et tu Brute?!" Hermione dropped her toast, giving y/n a shocked gaze.

"You can quote Julius Caesar but don't even know your own countries Presidents?" Y/n shrugged, grabbing fork and stuffing food in her face.

"It was on a TV show." Hermione ran her hand over her face.

"Why are we friends again...?" Y/n snickered, swinging her arm over the girls shoulders.

"Because I make up for my lack of braincells with an awesome personality. Oh! I just remember something that happened last night. Do you guys know Draco Malfoy?" Immediately Ron, Harry and Hermione groaned.

"He's the worst!" Exclaimed Harry.

"I take that as a yes. So, last night I caught him all over this pug lookin' girl in a classroom. So, like a normal person, I told them that if they are gonna get frisky they better move their asses out of my hallway. So he goes 'Americans suck!' Or something like that. So I flipped him off and moonwalked out of there." Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at y/n in complete confusion.

"...what?" Blurted Ron. Y/n rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

"Basically I discovered that Draco's a dick." The three nodded in understanding, agreeing with the statement.

"We could have told you that. He's been the worst ever since first year." Said Harry, taking a sip of his drink.

Y/n hummed in response, her attention drifting to someone staring at her little group. The Durmstrange boy she has messed with the night before was staring right at them, his face emotionless. Y/n blinked a few times before looking at Hermione who was blushing, her eyes flickering over to the boy every now and then.

A sly smirk stretched across y/n's face as she nudged Hermione, a evil glint in her eyes.

"Hermione~ looks like someone's checking you out." Y/n cooed, making Hermione blush even redder and hit y/n lightly.

"Stop it! He's not looking at me." She giggled.

"you know Hermione, there's a dance at Christmas. Maybe you and Mr. Bear-strangler could go together." Hermione hid her face while y/n laughed and patted her back.

Harry smiled at the two sitting across from him. He hadn't seen Hermione have so much fun since he could remember. He suspected that she needed a girlfriend to hang out with and it looked like y/n was the perfect candidate.

Y/n's eyes drifted from Hermione and landed on Harry's green ones, a grin stretching over her lips. Harry instantly felt heat rise to his face and his heart flutter. Y/n flashed Harry a quick wink before going back to teasing Hermione.

Y/n walked out onto the grounds that of Hogwarts, scratching her head in confusion. She was supposed to got to the Transfiguration classroom but had gotten hopelessly lost.