Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from these stories all rights and characters belong to j.k Rowling
Summary:just a bunch of Harry Potter oneshots revolving around Harry
Parings: HARMIONE
$ parseltongue $
Minor coarse language
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This one shot is set during order of the phoinex when Harry and the others are at grimauld place
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$Sh*t$ Harry Potter curses looking at the broken plate and his bleeding finger. 'Dammit' Harry Potter mentally curses looking around waiting for the onslaught against his language, but... nothing comes 'Well that's weird' he thinks shrugging it off thinking no one heard him.
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$holy f*cking sh*t$ Harry had just been bitten by a doxy and was cursing at the pain.
"Harry, did you just speak in parseltongue" Hermione asked.
"Did I?"
"Yes"
"Oh then ummmmm er..."
Hermione looked at him suspiciously before turning around shaking her head when Hermione was out of earshot Harry turned toward the twins and whispered
"It's a good thing I did swear in parseltongue because nothing I said was exactly...dignified"
The twins bursted into laughter wishing they had that talent.
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And that was how Harry found out the advantage of speaking paresltongue and he made sure to use it many, many times
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It was horrible I know but this is my first fanfic and hopefully I will get better in the future.