Title: Smiles are for Happy People
Author: Riverchic1998
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Wednesday goes to whoever owns The Addams family. I don't.
Distribution: Restricted to my LJ, ff-dot-net, TtH, and Obscurus. Everyone else…ask.
Summary: Harry and Wednesday…dating.
A/N: After a freaky conversation with Liz, I attempted to write a Draco/Wednesday fic. I managed to…but this isn't it. I started writing and Draco decided to pout and not leave Ginny alone. Ergo, Harry stepped in.
"Are you enjoying yourself there?"
She didn't have to turn around to recognize the person who had just talked spoken to her. Not many people would approach her…and she rather liked it that way.
"How can you tell?."
She felt a body move up next to hers.
"You haven't smiled all day, Wednesday."
Wednesday finally glanced over at one of the few people who ever dared to talk to her without a the fear of being flayed alive…then fed to her pets.
"Because you know all I do is smile."
She heard a small laugh and watched in boredom as a hand extended to wave a can of liquid in front of her. She stared at the can, then back at the hand's owner.
"It's a drink, Wednesday."
"No kidding."
She could feel the body next to hers tensing in exasperation. She allowed her lips to quirk—just barely—and she finally faced the person next to her.
Harry Potter was glaring at her in mild frustration. Wednesday took the can from his hand and opened it. She then proceeded to pour it into a plant behind her. Harry sent her another exasperated look.
"You are far too easy to rile,." she said,and thenwalked towards the backyard of the Burrow, the place they were staying.
Ron came up to Harry and clapped him on the shoulder.
"You have strange tastes, Harry."
"Not another word, Ron,." Harry said, tone clipped.
They both watched as Wednesday lured out a gnome from out of the garden and cringed. Earlier that day, she was coaxed along for garden de-gnoming. Much to Molly Weasley's horror, she would wait until one of the Weasley boys tossed them over the fence and then used the flying gnomes as for target practice.
"Just imagine if you took her to meet the Dursley's."
Harry's scowl slowly turned into a smile.