Good Day Chapter 1 : Drop Out Slytherin, a harry potter fanfic

Title : Good Day
Rating : T
Pairing(s) : Harry/Nina (OC) & Ron/Hermione (slight references)
Minor Character(s) : Weasley family and Marcus Flint
Warning(s) : Mature Language
Summary : It's always a good day for Harry when he visits his favorite cafe. Good drinks and wonderful live entertainment. Said entertainment turns out to be a drop out wizard from Hogwarts. He tries to win her over because every day with her is a good day.
Disclaimer : I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, they respectfully belong to JKR. I own my OC (Nina Park) & the plot, at least give me credit for that.
Author's Notes : I originally meant for this to be a Fred/OC story but the plot just didn't go well with the prankster in my eyes. Be nice and review :)
P.S. The lyrics belong to this youtuber : ashilia4life. Credit to her for the lyrics :)

The Weasley's were new to the muggle world. Everything they saw fascinated them, from cars to the muggles themselves. They watched as the people walked past them, eyes wide with fascination. Muggle clothes had really caught their eyes, they noticed how it was more comfortable than wearing robes that always billowed around them in the wind.

Harry and Hermione wanted to introduce the muggle world to Ron. Ron had only agreed to go if his family could go too. The only ones who agreed to go were Fred, George, and Percy. Arthur and Molly had taken the leave of their children as a chance to spend time together. So this is how the four wizard born boys found themselves in muggle London.

"This cafe has the best drinks and live entertainment." said Harry, pointing out a cafe.

"There's a girl there who performs regular gigs." added Hermione. "She's a really sweet thing. She's a wizard too but she dropped out from school."

"Why?" asked Ron.

"She wanted to sing."

Ron snorted. "How lovely."

Hermione frowned and pinched his arm hard. He yelped and pulled his arm away, looking at his arm as the blood rose to the surface, skin turning a purple color. Harry, Fred, George, and Percy gulped. They knew better than to anger Hermione. She can get really violent, and the boys didn't have the heart -or they were too scared of her- to fight back. Hermione and Harry led them into the cafe. They were seated at a table near the small stage. The six ordered their drinks. As the waiter walked away a girl with short black curly hair and straight cut bangs stepped onto the stage. Her floral jumper and straw hat added to the childish and innocent look. She smiled to the small audience as she adjusted the mic, captivating them.

"This song is called Good Day." she said and tuned her guitar. She cleared her throat and opened her mouth, softly spoken words coming out from her bubble gum pink lips.

Why's the sky so much bluer than I thought it would be?
Why's the breeze so much cooler? Just like the sea?
Don't pretend you don't know that you can't even hear Should we try to forget? Change the subject and see?
Should we just kiss right now?
Just you and me?

Tear starts to fall as I look in your eyes I try to smile so don't be too surprised Why are you like this now?
What are you saying to me?
The things we have talked about has drifted away
Crying out loud with you here
Emotions have taken over my heart
I like you
Baby you
I like you
What should I do?

There was a short pause in the lyrics, the guitar carrying on its melodies and notes. The raven haired girl made sure to make eye contact with the audience. She allowed a soft smile to light her face as she closed her eyes, mouth opening to sing.

Was there something wrong with my hairstyle today?
Were my clothes just not that appealing today?
Don't pretend you don't know Did you really forget?
Should I just play it off and continue as friends?
Should I just stick it out? Or ask you out?

There was another lyric pause, the audience was already captivated by the soft sweet voice. Harry watched the girl sway her hips as she plucked the strings of the guitar, smiling so brightly. He could see how much fun she was having. Her light brown eyes locked with his for a moment. She smiled again, her eyes crinkling in the corners to show an eye smile. Harry sucked in a breath and blushed.

Please don't say that we're through
Lets start over new
Its just me and you (It's just me and you)
I'm going crazy I-I need you baby I believe we'll make it through

Tears start to fall as I look in your eyes
I try a smile so don't be too surprised
Boy come away with me
That's how it ought to be
I promise to love you baby starting today
Crying aloud with you here
Emotions have taken over my heart
I like you
Baby you
I like you

One, Two I'm in my dream

Ron, Fred, George, Percy, and the rest of the audience gaped as the girl's voice went up three octaves. Hermione and Harry beamed, cheering loudly for her. They got weird looks but they paid no mind.

Today was a good day.

She played the last notes of the song and smiled. She bowed her head, black curls bouncing forward.

"Thank you." She said. She started to walk offstage when Hermione and Harry waved her over. She nodded and held up a finger, telling them to wait. She disappeared for about five minutes. She returned moments later, taking a seat next to Harry. The waiter came with the drinks. He handed them out and handed a strawberry and creme frappe to the girl. She looked up at the waiter, surprised.

"I didn't order this." she said.

"It's on the house." said the waiter. He left with a wink. Hermione scoffed as she watched the waiter leave.

"Kevin still after you?" asked Hermione. The girl nodded and sipped her drink. She smiled and looked at the Weasley's, just noticing them.

"Sorry," she apologized sheepishly. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nina Park."

"Nice to meet you." They said and each shook her hand, introducing themselves. She looked at the four red heads then at Hermione. She leaned over Harry who leaned back into the cushioned seat behind him to give her space. She turned to give him an apologetic smile. He gave her a reassuring one and gestured to Hermione.

"Which one is your lovely boo?" she whispered.

"The shortest one." replied Hermione. Nina slyly sneaked a peek at the four and nodded.

"The one scarfing down his drink." she sniggered. Hermione playfully nudged her and giggled. "I'm only jokin' Mione! He's the ying to your yang. And when you have a girl name her after me, yeah?"

Hermione was taking a sip from her mocha frappe. She choked and Harry went to clap a hand on her back. She coughed and looked at Nina, a slight glare to her wide eyes.

"Mione is that a no?" the childish girl pouted. She sat back into the cushion, thigh to thigh with Harry. Harry tried not to freak, he saw Fred flashing him sly grins and George waggling his eyebrows, the comical innuendos rolling off of them. He stuck his tongue out at them.

"Only if you do the same for me." Hermione said.

Nina scoffed and crossed her arms, that childish pout on her bubble gum pink lips. "No one wants to marry a girl with the mentality of a five year old."

"Hmm says you."

She rolled her eyes playfully and looked at the four red heads. "Are you lot graduated?"

The four nodded. "Do you still use magic?" asked Percy, bringing his voice down. She nodded.

"I didn't stop learning magic when I dropped out of school. I still had my school books and all. I taught myself."

Percy beamed at her. "What was your strongest subject?"

"Charms, Arithmancy, and Potions."

Before Percy could start a conversation on school Ron cut in. "What house were you sorted in?"

"Slytherin." she replied. The four Weasley's stared at her, dumbstruck at how someone who seemed so bright and happy could be sorted into Slytherin. Harry and Hermione had been shocked when they found out. "Took that hat a damned long time to sort me. I was stuck between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Had me sitting there for about an hour. You lot remember. The girl who sat there waiting to be sorted."

"That was you?" blurted Ron. She nodded.

"I was ready to grab the hat and shove it down into Oliver Wood's pumpkin juice since he was sitting so near." she said. "I guess the hat took a notice to my 'plotting' mind and sorted me."

"You were the seeker for six years!" Fred said, remembering. She nodded and had a thoughtful look on her face.

"I missed playing Quidditch. I had an eye for fast moving things." she said. "Marcus Flint was watching the first year Slytherin's, saw I had an eye for fast things. He asked Madam Hooch to borrow me so he could teach me."

"People often said he had a soft spot for you." said Harry. She shrugged as if it were nothing.

"He treated me like a little sister. He wouldn't let that Malfoy into the team if that meant kicking me off."

"Never knew Flint to be like that." the twins said.

"Are you still in contact with him?" asked Percy. "You two sound joined at the hip."

She nodded and hummed. "We share a flat in the wizarding world. It's a pain the arse to be apparating back and forth between here and there."

Harry scowled. He hadn't thought the two to be that close. He refrained from hissing and smiled.

"You were a great seeker!" said Ron. "I hated to admit it at that one match where you caught the snitch before Harry but you were awesome!"

She beamed. "Thanks. I'd give anything to play a game."

The twins shared a look. "We have a Quidditch set at the Burrow. If you like we could play a game."

"Really?"

"Sure!"