Harry Potter One Shots

• New York - Almost Everyone (Part 2)

Reader's POV

These past few days, the boys had been acting...weird.

Like, they were so nice and helpful. Even Malfoy!

The other day, I was carrying a big pile of books, and I dropped one. Before I could let out a sigh of exasperation, Harry had appeared out of the blue and handed the book to me with a goofy, mad grin.

Fred and George had helped me play a prank on Ron. Even though they did more than half the work, they kept on praising me. Like, almost flirting.

Ron had began yelling at Fred and George. But when he heard that I had also taken part in the prank, he smiled maniacally, patted me on the back and praised me like Fred and George.

Cedric Diggory and Blaise Zabini must have assumed that they were my loyal servants and bodyguards. They kept sticking to me. They was so damn close. Too close, sometimes.

Another time, I had been very tired and had woken up late and suddenly, Malfoy walked into the room(walked, not strutted) with a fucking breakfast tray with the breakfast.

He made breakfast for me. With his own hands.

I was unsure if it actually happened or if all of this was my imagination. All I knew that these were not the boys I met.

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Hermione's POV

Harry pressed the comb on his hair, desperately trying to make it flat.

"I don't know why you're even trying, Harry."

"Y/N doesn't like it! And I don't like that she doesn't like my hair."

"She was joking, Harry!"

He ignored me and continued styling his hair, while cursing under his breath.

"Granger!"

I looked at Malfoy and my jaw dropped.

He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, a cool shirt with a even more cooler jacket paired with some red sneakers.

"Does this look cool?"

"Uhh-, why have you-"

"To impress Y/N, duh."

"Ugh, Malfoy. How could she be impressed by you when I'm here?", Ron said, popping out of nowhere.

"She's not mad, Ronnie. She obviously prefers us.", Fred said, indicating George and himself.

"I think she's more attracted towards me.", Cedric said, raising his eyebrows.

"You, Diggory? Wrong. She can't resist me. Who can, though?", Blaise said, running hand through his hair.

"Yeah Zabini. Your snobbishness is very attractive.", Ron sneered.

"Like you're very attractive.", Blaise shot at him.

"Oh, stop arguing you both. She loves me, duh. I mean, there are a few advantages of being the Boy Who Lived.", Harry piped. I gaped at him. He never spoke like this about him being the Boy Who Lived.