What a Melody || Harry Potter x Reader || COMPLETED

Chapter 3

"Harry are you sure you're alright?" Hermione places a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah may, youf bon ahcthong weird sice lasf noight." Ron's mouth is stuffed with food, Hermione send him a glare.

"It's really nothing guys."

The voice hasn't come back, which for some reason makes him feel slightly down.

He ended up quite liking it and even joined along to the melody it had been humming last night. Though once he joined it stopped. As if it could hear him as well.

How odd.

"Harry eat. You have a quidditch game today."

"I know Hermione, sorry I was just thinking."

"Seem to be doing a lot of that nowadays. I suspect you keep doing and your head will explode soon."

"Ronald shut up and eat."

"First time I heard that from you, usually it's 'Ron stop stuffing-'"

She holds up a book threateningly and he slouches back down and puts a piece of toast in his mouth.

Hermione is absolutely terrifying, so Harry doesn't blame him.

"Now. Stop thinking and eat. I do not even care if it's about you-know-who and you just had a dream about his plans to kill you, your health is way more important than anything else. So stop acting weird and get yourself together before I make you."

Harry gulps, "got it Hermione."

He quickly starts to eat.

"But 'Mione if he had a dream about someone trying to kill him and we don't listen to it that'll probably effect his health too since he'd be, you know, dead."

"How comforting."

Ron sends him a shrug.

"Ronald." Her voice is an obvious warning.

And he must understand that since he goes back to eating.

"Good now-"

I love you, baby,

Harry jumps, his fork falling out of his hand and clattering to the plate to then just fall to the ground. He falls with the fork and off his seat, also now on the ground and almost taking his plate with him.

"Bloody hell."

And if it's quite alright
I need you baby to warm these-

The singing stops abruptly.

"Harry! Are you okay!?"

"Huh uh yeah no I'm fine. I'm good. Just uh... fell."

"We saw that. In fact everyone saw you fall. Now get up."

"Yeah." He quickly stands up, stumbling slightly.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Harry sits next to Ron again.

"Yeah."

They don't look convinced.

"Guys! I swear I'm perfectly fine."

"Sure you are. We'll be talking about this after your match."

I hope you know that I purposely stuffed my mouth with food and then attempted to say Ron's food line with toast in my mouth.

I just copied down what it sounded like.