Harry Potter/One Shots DISCONTINUED*

Harry Potter x Reader

Working as a healer at St. Mungo's was a pretty tiring job. You have to work fourteen hours a day dealing with patients who either really have something wrong with them, like Aurors and such, or people who claim that there is something wrong with them when there really isn't.

But you love working as a Healer because you love helping witches and wizards out there, and they all love you too which is a plus because who would want to work somewhere, where the patients don't like them? It was also the place where you met the love of your life, Harry Potter. The saviour of the wizarding world. It was a shock to you when he asked you out on a date, but you said yes because you were already head over heels for him and well here you are now, three years later, married to him.

You unlocked the door to your small house near Hogsmeade with a small, but exhausted, smile on your face. You had to be at work earlier than usual today because you were nice enough to cover the last part ofyour best friend's shift because he had stuff to attend to.

When you walked in, the first thing you heard was singing coming from somewhere in the kitchen. You furrowed your eyebrows in a sort of confusion as you put your stuff down on the table near the door, because you never hear him sing, before slipping off your shoes and walking towards where the sound was coming from. When you made it to the kitchen you smiled softly at the sight. Harry was still in his pajamas, which is common for him to do on the days he has off, and was swaying slightly while singing one of his favourite muggle song as he cooks something on the stove that you couldn't quite see because he was blocking the sight of it.

"Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest
I'm that voice you're hearing in the hall
And the greatest miracle of all
Is how I need you
And how you needed me too
That hasn't happened for the longest time-"

Harry cut himself off when he saw you in the doorway and a blush made his way onto his cheeks, he didn't know you'd be home yet so he was singing his heart out, which is a rare thing to hear.

"Hi." You say softly with that same adoring smile on your face as you watched him,.

"Hey babe, i uh didn't see you there." Harry admits with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

You loved it when he sang because he's really good in your opinion, but he doesn't think he's any good at it so he gets a little embarrassed when someone catches him when he's singing. You chuckle lightly as you walk over to him and wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Whatcha making?" You ask curiously looking at the pot of boiling water in front of him.

"I'm making spaghetti with homemade sauce and garlic bread." The raven haired man answered before gently moving your hands off of his waist so that he could do something with the pot. You have never really made anything, food wise, without magic before so it always amazed you when Harry would cook your guys' meals in the kitchen. (I couldn't cook if my life depended on it, so sorry that it's not very detailed)

"Ooh that sounds delicious!" You practically squeal clapping your hands together in an enthusiastic way, making Harry laugh softly.

"Yeah, I hope it will be." Harry says stirring the pasta with a wooden spoon. You watched his movements, almost in deep thought, trying to figure out what exactly he was doing to make the pasta, you've cooked it before, with magic, and seen it done by muggles but there was just something about the way he does it that makes his movements practically mesmerizing.

"Hey Y/n?" Harry questions after a few minutes, not looking away from the pot of sauce in front of him.

"Mhm?" You cross your arms over your chest and walked over to the left side of Harry looking over his shoulder at the food.

"Could you get the bread out of the oven?" He asks, right before the timer above the oven beeped, making you jump slightly, but you quickly composed yourself and nodded hesitantly before putting on a purple oven mit and walking over to the oven.

After the food was done being made and looked absolutely delicious, the two of you sat down at your dining room table, which you set yourself and bragged about it for days, and ate. The food was really good and you would slip in compliments about it during your conversations, which Harry noticed and tried to get you to stop doing it because he was getting flustered but of course you didn't. When you both were finished eating, you washed the dishes and Harry dried them. Again, you both know that you could easily use magic to do this for you but there's a sense of pride or something similar that comes with it, and Harry was raised doing chores so you would think that he would want a break but no.

"What do you wanna do now?" Harry asked quietly after he finished up with the dishes, standing in front of you and resting his hands on your hips as your hands subconsciously wrapped around his neck.

"Anything you want to, but we both need to relax." You reply with a small smile, as you looked up and met his emerald green eyes.

"Your gonna let me pick what we do?" Harry questions with mock disbelief on his face, you rolled your eyes at him but you still had a fond smile on your lips.

"Yes, okay, just choose something before I take the opportunity away." You say semi sarcastically.

"Okay, Alright...how about we watch FRIENDS and cuddle?"

"Sounds like a plan."

A/n

I honestly don't know what this is.......but I hope you Like it anyway!!!!

Also, at the top is my very bad drawing of Harry Potter.

Oh, and last thing, the song Harry was singing is "For the Longest time" by Billy Joel.