Lazy!Harry
Stretching his arm out, Harry groaned in frustration when he realised he couldn't quite reach the tub of maple syrup.
"'Mione, could you just-"
"I'm busy, Harry." She snapped, turning back to Ron. No one else seemed to be paying him any attention, either.
He briefly considered just standing up and walking to down the table, but that seemed like far too much effort for a Saturday.
Pulling out his wand, he muttered 'acio', and suddenly there was maple syrup rushing towards him with frightening speed.
Oh sure, now everyone was paying attention to him.
Though that was probably due to the fact that he had maple syrup dripping off his nose. Well, off his everything, really.
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