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Author's note: This will be a series of one-shots where Harry has fun with various girls in a variety of activities. Harry will be paired with a different girl in each one-shot (there may be some occasional threesomes or foursomes). Each one-shot will take place anywhere in between Harry's first visit to Diagon Alley before his first year at Hogwarts and the very lame epilogue. There may be some non-magic AUs. Rated T, mainly friendship (there may be some occasional romance). Rated T for some drama and language.
Harry Potter And His Girls Having Fun
Fanfic by Brockster550
Lilith Moon
It was a cool morning of Saturday November 26, 1994; two days after the first task of the Triwizard Tournament ended. Harry Potter (a boy with untidy black hair and emerald-green eyes hidden behind a pair of full-moon glasses) left Hogwarts castle and over to Hogsmeade Village. Harry took a different route to avoid the crowd because of his Boy-Who-Lived fame. Along the way, he spotted a girl with silver-blonde hair in a low ponytail sitting on a bench looking out over the Black Lake. She had her head down as if to look down on the ground. She had a green and silver scarf wrapped around her neck, which told Harry that the girl was a Slytherin. Nevertheless, he felt his saving people flare up because the girl appeared to be downhearted. So Harry smoothly walked over towards the bench to check on the girl despite not knowing her.
"Excuse me?!" Harry spoke to the girl, being as polite as he could.
"Just leave me alone!" the girl replied in a partially-concealed sob, without even turning her head around to look at Harry.
Harry took a couple steps back in shock, realizing he was right in thinking the girl was downhearted. Dealing with any girl crying never sat well with him, remembering when he saw Hermione cry a few times. Still, he felt the need to help the girl before him in any way he could.
"Are you alright?" asked Harry with concern in his voice.
"I said leave me alone," the girl sobbed, again with her eyes remaining on the ground. "I'm not in the bloody mood to talk to anyone!"
"I don't know if I can do that," said Harry calmly. "You look like you need someone to talk to."
"Like I said, I'm not in the mood," the girl sobbed again, still eyeing the ground intently. "Now be gone with you!"
"If you won't tell me why you're upset, I won't be able to help you." Harry tried reasoning with the girl.
"I doubt you'd be able to," the girl sobbed, yet again. "I've been ridiculed and bullied because of my silver-blonde hair, which bullies just claim to be gray hair in disguise."
Harry widened his eyes in shock to come across a Slytherin who was bullied. He remembered all the times Dudley and his gang would bully him, and how they would scare away anyone who approached 'the freak' and try to befriend him. Harry smoothly walked closer to the bench and sat down, facing the girl who was still keeping her eyes on the ground.
"I'm sorry to hear about you getting bullied." said Harry, making sure he meant it.
The girl slowly lifted her head up, feeling some hope rising. As soon as she faced Harry, she jumped in surprise to see the 'Gryffindor Golden Boy' right before her very eyes. She snifled a bit as she wiped excess tears away from her eyes (which were hazel in colour). Harry ignored the girl's red puffy cheeks and redness around her eyes, just to do whatever he could to help the girl.
"I-I had no idea I was t-talking to y-you, Potter." the girl responded. "Naturally, I wouldn't have counted on it, since it would've been unusual to hear about a Gryffindor helping a Slytherin, especially with that house rivalry."
"I don't care about that stupid rivalry," assured Harry. "There's no point in it."
"I see," said the girl. Then she held a hand out and introduced herself. "I'm sorry to not introduce myself. I'm Lilith Moon, or Lil for short."
"It's nice to meet you, Lil," said Harry as he shook her hand. "I'm Harry Potter, though you already know that. It's only polite to introduce myself, too."
Harry mentally slapped himself for not remembering what Lil looked like, since he saw her getting sorted at the sorting ceremony in their first year. They even shared some classes, as Gryffindors often shared their classes with Slytherin despite the ongoing rivalry. Since he hardly saw her, it was easy to forget her physical description.
"So Harry, is there a reason you came this way?" asked Lil, rather curiously.
"Well, I intended to take a route to Hogsmeade that was out of the way," stated Harry. "I hate my fame as the Boy-Who-Lived and I didn't want to be hounded by fanboys and fangirls."
"Yeah, I've seen you looking all tense anytime you were pushed into the spotlight," said Lil. "Especially when Lockhart dragged you into it."
"At least, he's gone." said Harry. Then curiosity got to him. "Did you come here to get away from those who mocked you for your silver-blonde hair?"
"Yes," Lil admitted. "I like to look out at the lake when I need some time to myself. Since hardly anybody comes this way, I can temporarily get away from the ridicule."
"Those bullies are just jealous," said Harry matter-of-factly. "They're jealous that they don't have the nice colour of hair that a pretty girl like you has."
"Me? Pretty?! Is this for real?" asked Lil as she felt her cheeks radiate heat, feeling hopeful.
"Positive!" assured Harry with a smile. "You don't have to wear makeup or flashy clothes to be pretty. Even then, you still have excellent inner beauty."
Harry felt as though he were blushing, with Lil getting a similar reaction. Lil felt her body relax as Harry's assurance soaked up inside (as she rarely received any compliments, and it was a wonderful feeling).
"Thank you for that, Harry!" said Lil gratefully. Then, in a sheepish voice, she apologized, "I'm sorry for my cold attitude towards you moments earlier."
"I understand what you were going through," said Harry in understanding. "And I accept your apology."
"If you'd like, you can sit here and watch the lake with me," Lil offered. "It would be a nice experience to share with somebody."
Taken aback by the sudden offer, Harry slowly scooted closer to Lil (but not too close). He knew it was a bad idea to go too fast, especially with his lack of experience with girls. Maybe, just maybe, watching the lake with Lil would be a good start into something potentially wonderful. Despite his rotten luck, Harry couldn't help but feel elated to bond with a girl who was in Slytherin, resulting in him thinking he ought to befriend other Slytherins in the future. Even though people like Draco Malfoy (his arch-nemesis) wouldn't like it, Harry decided it wasn't his concern. Nobody should have to be forced to be friends with someone they despised. For that matter, Harry decided to find friends who were in Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw as well, to expand his very-small circle of friends.
The End!