Two trios Make One (On Hold For A Few Weeks)

Movies, Closets and Sleepovers

This chapter is dedicated to @Ruby_Stellar for always reading and voting on my books. Thank you! xx

Pansy is bold and italics

Harry is bold and underlined

Harry's POV

It had been a few days since I decided to go back to Hogwarts and I've changed my mind about three thousand times since then. Right now, I was in the mindset of "YES I am going, and NO I will not change my mind again!".

I looked around the room I booked in the Leaky Cauldron. The room I'd be leaving soon.

I started to pack my things for around the fourth time today.

I threw all the things Pansy and I bought at Diagon Ally into a suitcase, and then I took them all out again.

'No. You are not doing this. Just pack and DON'T change your mind again!' I mentally scolded myself and started to fold my clothes.

No matter what you say, this was definitely an improvement. Despite the amount of times I tried to pack I was never doing it properly. I was putting my clothes in the case rumpled and not even bothered to make room for my new cauldron or books.

I sighed exasperatedly before a thought occurred.

I grabbed my new phone off the bedside table. After me and Pansy had finished our trip to Diagon Ally I dragged her into an I-phone store. As it turns out she liked a lot of muggle equipment, and knew how to use it.

I pressed her contact and called her.

Hey Darling, what's up?

"Frick... she beat me to it..."

Oh... Nothing much babe. I was wondering if you could come over and help me pack for Hogwarts...

There was silence on the other end for a second, aside from the thumping that sounded a lot like someone jumping around.

When she answered she sounded a bit breathless, and very excited.

Of course!! I've already finished so I've got time. When do you want me over?

Fifteen minutes later Pansy was standing in the room I rented, scrutinizing my clothes with a disgusted look on her face.

She was saying short phrases to herself and all I could catch was things like:

"Nope, this will not do."

"Does he have any plain black jeans?"

"Muggle band tops? NOT HAPPENING!"

Eventually she turned back to me.

"We are getting you some more clothes hunny. These will never work."

I furrowed my eyebrows, 'what was wrong with my clothes?' but nodded silently anyway. Pansy took my hand in hers, as casually as if it were second nature, and we took the floo to a few muggle shops first.

After stops at Nike, Adidas, Bonds and many others we went back to my room.

Pansy slowly put the clothes into outfits that suited together (I had to admit, she had great taste) and packed them into my suitcase.

"There," she said, "Now you have things to wear on certain days seeing you're clearly hopeless with fashion." I chuckled at that because MERLIN she was right! She smiled too and after a while we decided to watch a movie. As we were searching through Netflix she pointed something out.