A/N: I was given permission to create a fanfiction of a great fanfiction I once read. Thanks to Cassis Luna for letting me basically copy one of their ideas. It inspired me and now I'm here writing my first fanfiction.
I have Google Docs to thank for any and all caught spelling mistakes and I'll probably become just as obsessed with writing fanfiction as I already am reading it so hopefully there will never be an updating problem where my story is abandoned.
Anyway to whomever reads this I highly suggest you go and read the original plot over on Cassis Luna's account.
I don't own any characters, places, events and or other amazing things J.K. Rowling has come up with. I barely can call this an original idea.
Oh well here we go, into the rabbit hole.
HPPOV
I blinked the sleep out of my crusty eyes, honestly I didn't even need to open them to know I was in the eighth year boys dormitory. Ron's snoring accompanied by a few others was enough of a give away. It was a month into our repeat year but it still felt odd waking up in the walls of Hogwarts not from a nightmare full of death and the upcoming promises of the war ,but from my best mates' snoring. I smiled sitting up in bed, rubbing the well slept sleep from my eyes. Would I miss it? Yes, especially if I had to go through another class full of stares and badly hidden gossiping from people who still couldn't get over the fact that the 'Boy-Who-Lived-Twice' had returned to Hogwarts to finish his education. Honestly you would think they'd all have gotten used to Harry Bloody Potter being their classmate after seven years, borderline eight.
I got up and did my morning routine. Shower, brush my teeth, put on clothes the like. I didn't wake Ron, no call it revenge for the nights of tossing and turning trying to tune out his incessant snoring. Instead I made my way down the stairs to the common room. The girls should be up by now.
Unlike years before the houses shared a common room, although the dorms themselves were separate. The common room wasn't split into different divisions of house pride instead the walls where a light coffee brown and the fireplace was made of a complementing brick. The chairs, couches and other pieces of furniture that littered the room along with many different types of rugs were all in varied in colors and shapes as well as size. They weren't the house colors but they were picked by the students. The open lighting streaming in from overhead and chair height windows made it all look like it belonged however. It was a chaotic calm place.
Just as I had suspected, Hermione, Pansy, and Lavender sat together the odd trio they might seem, rather close though off to the right off the boy's stairs right beside a set of windows.
"Morning ladies. Tell me were you woken by Ron's snoring or was it just me?" I pretend pouted flopping myself and my bag down into a rather comfy brown leather armchair. "Harry, we've talked about this. If you feel uncomfortable surrounded by men you can't have you could always move into our dorm. Honestly those boys are so petty, needing to be separated by house us ladies don't have that problem." Lavender chuckled, she had matured since the war boys weren't the only thing on her mind and when that stopped she became a rather fun person to be around. "Harry you're too gay to be surrounded by them day in day out come live with us. Then you can tell us exactly it is who you have been pining after since first year." Pansy commented looking her nails over as if she hadn't a car in the world for the topic but they all three had been trying to get me to tell them my crush since we all became friends.
I sighed. I didn't act that gay did I? I mean they were the first to know so of course they think so. They've had longest to see it in me. "'Mione don't let them bully me!" I sighed playing along. "You know Harry that I think you should move in with us too. It would be just so much fun. Getting you to study and get all your assignments in on time, all the while keeping my best friends close." Hermione smiled wickedly closing the school book she'd been reading. And this was my life since coming out to the wizarding world and my new close friends, harassment was more an accurate description than whatever twisted way these three thought of it. Honestly.
"I'll move in the same time I'm unable to function." I repeat what I've said every time they brought up the subject. The three merely smirked and looked from one another then to me then to one another. Oh this couldn't be good. Harry Potter what have you gotten yourself into know?
"Harry?" Lavender said trying to get my attention.
"Yeah?" I gulped the look in their eyes was scarier than any deatheater.
"Have you heard of the popular new jinx that's spread through Hogwarts recently?" Lavender turned to the other two. "No, Lavender I-i haven't had time to listen to school gossip." I slowly tried to make my way behind the chair that had once looked so inviting. "Oh, I have, isn't it the one we are going to cast on Harry?" Pansy chuckled getting up and forcing me back into the chair. "'Mione, please help don't let them do it! 'Mione!." Oh I knew about the jinx alright. It was a silencing spell in a way. But it could only be broken by the one who cast it or by the person afflicted by the jinx to kiss their crush.
'No no no no I can't kiss Malfoy, oh god' I mentally screamed as Hermione sat there letting the two demons I thought had become my friends close in on me. "This is why I don't like women." Were my last words before the jinx hit.