A/N: This is my second drabble. I decided to do a series of drabbles from time to time in between writing my novel-length stories. This drabble is about Harry Potter…This is rated T for one bad word…Hope you enjoy…
(Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter)
A Day in the Life of Harry Potter
Summer had just begun and Harry was taking a one week off vacation from work as an Auror. He decided to go to Diagon Alley while his fiancé, Ginny Weasley, was at the Burrow. Harry needed several things, but he normally would have someone get it for him these days.
It was hard for him to have some time for himself nowadays. After defeating Voldemort, he had been hounded, stalked and harassed for the last 2 years. It was exhausting and Harry hated it. It was a lot worse than it was for him before he defeated Voldemort.
Harry had just left the Gringotts bank without a problem. It was all thanks to Bill Weasley that he didn't have any problems at Gringotts. Sure, the goblins still wasn't over what he had done two years ago, breaking in and escaping on a dragon.
Harry put the bag of money in his pocket and looked down to find his shoes untied. He bent down to the ground and prepared to tie them. As he was tying his shoes, he heard excited whispers behind him.
"Oh my god, its Harry Potter and he's tying his shoes!" An excited girl whispered.
Harry froze and relaxed after a second after realizing it was another one of his normal fans. He stood up and walked away to a brand new clothing store that had opened up recently in Diagon Alley. He hoped that none of his fans were following him right now, but he knew it was hopeless.
After a couple minutes, Harry was currently looking through several different pairs of boxers.
"He's buying underwear! Oh my god. Oh my god…I wonder what he looks like in his underwear!" The excited whisper of the same girl had returned. Harry's face turned red when he realized he was buying boxers in front of his 'fans'.
"I'd like to buy those, ma'am." Harry said to the sales clerk with boxers in his hands. He looked around to see 3 teenage girls quickly disappear out of his sight. The sales clerk looked at him knowingly.
Harry paid for his underwear and left the store. He felt like sneezing, but desperately struggled to hold it in. After the feeling went away, he let out a deep breath. The inside of his nose was tickling, but not enough to make him sneeze. Still, it was enough to irritate him. Harry decided to get rid of the itch.
Harry reached up and put his pinky in his nose and tried to scratch the source of the itch.
"Oh my god, he's picking his nose! Oh my god!" Harry froze once again and quickly took his finger out of his nose. He quickly flicked his pinky and anything that was one there flew away. "Oh my GOD! It's on the ground! Quick! Let's get it before someone does!" The girl excitedly whispered at the chance for a souvenir of Harry Potter.
Harry took a deep breath and rolled his eyes. He still had something else he needed to buy, but he looked at the girls and closed his eyes. "Fuck this." Harry said and took out his wand and disapparated back home. It was just another normal day in the life of Harry Potter.
A/N: I hope some of you or all of you guys like this short drabble. I was thinking of what would it be like for Harry Potter since he probably would be the most famous person in the wizarding world.