Number 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry Potter x Female Reader
Hello, if you would like me to make different one-shots for male or gender-neutral characters please let me know! My Request is open!
ALSO: I did not realize how long this one-shot would be… sorry about that. And yes… I did use a line from Supernatural, I have no shame.
“Last night when my psyche’s
Subcommittee sang to me in its scary voice
You slowly dropped your eyelids
When true love takes a grip, it leaves you without a choice.”
Golden Trunks, Arctic Monkeys
It has been hard to do anything these past few months. I knew how wrong it was to keep Harry in the dark about everything that has been going on. I knew it was wrong for different members of the Order to be watching over him without his knowledge. I knew he was going to be pissed when he finally figured out what was going on. And I felt that Ron, Hermione, and I are the ones who are going to get the brunt end of his anger. I couldn’t seem to do anything else but pace back and forth in front of a large, dusty window. My mind never seems to be at ease, constantly going over the fictitious scenarios I made up throughout the day.
The moon shone through the curtains illuminating my skin, the humid summer breeze danced along with the curtains. I could smell rain throughout the air and could faintly hear the rustling of the trees and the grass. I sighed and turned around and my eyes were beginning to burn from lack of sleep. Before I could reach my bed however I heard the sound of a door closing quietly and a set of footsteps going down the stairs. Being as curious as I am, I decided to see who was up as late as I was. When I reached the dining room I was greeted by a dark, empty room. Before I could investigate any further however a voice rattled me out of my state of confusion.
“Y/N is that you? What are you still doing?” A familiar voice greeted me.
I gasped and jumped around quickly, a man with dark, coarse-looking long hair greeted my line of vision. My heartbeat started to slow and my breathing returned to its normal pace.
“I uh… just couldn’t sleep,” I replied sheepishly.
“That makes two of us,” Sirius replied.
I felt awkward for some reason, I couldn’t look him in the eye. I didn’t know why I suddenly felt this way Sirius and I have gotten along great these past few months. So why didn’t I know what to say to him now?
“So… you want tea? I’ll make it.” I offered. The first thing that popped into my mind was tea… I needed some sleep.
Timeskip: 10 minutes later.
Sirius and I didn’t exchange many conversations, we both opted to sit in silence and the low flame sizzled in the room. A few candles were lit, saving us from burning out eyes from the lights above us. A shrill whistle of the kettle snapped me out of my thoughts and I quickly poured the boiling water into the cups below me. I set them on the table and then sat, I looked down at the cup and watched the steam swirl among the air.
I looked up at Sirius and let out a breath before answering.
“Oh I don’t know… guilt, a little voice nagging at the back of my head telling me what in the hell am I doing?”
Sirius laughed and looked at me sympathetically.
“All of this just feels so… wrong to me. I can’t be the only one who feels this way… right?” I asked.
“You’re right. I can’t help but think that we’re handling this the completely wrong way. But, I guess we have to trust Dumbledore.”
“I don’t think I do.” Sirius’s eyes shot open in shock, it didn’t look like he knew what to say.
“I mean, how in the hell do you think that keeping the person who has experienced all of these things in the dark during a time like this is a good idea? I think the person who has experienced Voldemort’s tactics the most is the person we need right now.”
“Y/N… Dumbledore must know what he is doing.”
“You’re going to tell me you agree with every single idea he’s come up with?”
“I’d be lying if I said I did.”
“It’s not like I don’t want to trust him but… Harry has been through so much this past year. This whole operation you guys have going on with watching over him is going to set him over the edge. And him finding out that his 3 best friends have been here the entire time is just a cherry on top of the sundae.” I snapped.
“Y/N… wait how did you about that?” Sirius asked in surprise.
“The twins have extendable ears… don’t tell Mrs. Weasley”
“Your secret is safe with me anyways, he’s going to be fine Y/N.”
“That’s not the point Sirius… the point is he’s going to feel like we’re distancing ourselves from him. I know him… he doesn’t want this. If I was in his shoes I would be pretty pissed too.”
“Listen, when the time rolls around for him to join us down here, I am sure everything is going to take care of itself.” Sirius, his voice trying to sound as calming as could be. I sighed and looked away again, I felt guilty for going off on a tirade.
“You’re right… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap I just-”
“No, don't worry about it… I get it. Lily acted the same way.”
I stuttered to his reply, not knowing how to function.
“Wha-what? No, it’s not like that at all… I need to… tea I mean sleep! Yeah, I need to sleep right now ugh I am so tired all of the sudden.” It was a total lie, I had felt more awake than I had all night, my rapid heartbeat of mine kept me going.
“Y/N… come on now, I was around those two long enough to see how much they loved each other. Oh, do I remember the time we came back from this party… We had a bit too much Fire Whiskey and James decided to conjure a fire for the common room. He instead ended up with his arm on fire somehow…”
“Oh, my Godric…” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“We got it out in time, however had a few burns and the only person we could go to at the time was Lily, and boy did she lay in on us. She reminded you just then…”
“Why couldn’t you just go to the hospital wing?” I said, trying to diverge the attention off of me.
Sirius let out a guilty-sounding chuckle before continuing.
“We may or may not have been under 17 when this Fire Whiskey was consumed…”
“Do as I say, not as I… did.”
We sat for a bit more, our neglected tea got colder with each passing second. I sat up, my eyes began to burn again, the clock on the wall read 3:28 AM.
“I better get some sleep… got another room to clean tomorrow…”
“Yeah, you better get to bed…”
“Thanks for hearing me out about everything… I appreciate it.”
“Hey don’t worry it was no trouble.”
I turned and left the room. I quickly turned back around, however, wanting to say one more thing.
“I hope when all of this… mess is over that you get to finally live a normal life. If anyone deserves that it’s you.”
He smiled at me before replying
I then left the room ready to succumb to the sleep that was sure to consume me.
By the time I had woken up the sun was burning bright through the white… grey-ish curtains. I winced and closed my eyes again, not wanting to begin my day of work again. That didn’t last long however as my extremely bushy-haired friend interrupted my plans. She dragged me down the steps into the dining room. I didn’t realize I had slept in so long until a rather large ham sandwich and a bowl of soup were placed in front of me. I was talking with Hermione and Ron when an owl flew into the room. Mrs. Weasley unwrapped it from the bird's leg, her face dropped.
“Molly, what's wrong?” Remus asked.
“Kids, get out of here… all of you.” We compiled without protest, we could tell that whatever was going on wasn’t good. We didn’t need Mrs. Weasley’s wrath upon us.
“We had just made it up the stairs when the Twins came out with a pair of extendable ears.
“Fancy a listen?” Fred said with a devious smirk on his face. He lowered the ear onto the ground. It was nestled right on the door crevice.
“He got attacked by dementors? How!? We had someone to keep watch at all times!” Sirius exclaimed.
“I’m sorry I have blood in my ears, did he just say what I think he said?” I replied, my tone must’ve been deadly as everyone looked at me in slight fear.
“That’s not the only thing… he got expelled! He used magic outside of school.” Mrs. Weasley continued. I couldn’t listen anymore at this point and storm away. I got into my room and slowly slid down the wall, the bright, blue sky mocked me in its cheerfulness. I didn’t know how long I was sitting there before Hermione and Ron came in.
“This is exactly why I said Harry should’ve been here from the beginning,” I said, they both looked reluctantly at each other.
“Well, they’re getting him tonight,” Ron replied.
I clapped sarcastically and rolled my eyes.
“Wow, get him when he gets attacked by dementors and is expelled from school… 10/10 plan! You know, if he was here, to begin with, we wouldn’t have to worry about any of this at all.”
“But Dumbledore said…” Hermione started.
“If someone makes an excuse for Dumbledore one more time my head is going in that wall over there!”
“C’mon Y/N, mom wants us to clean out that one room,” Ron stated. I sighed and got up following the two of them out of the room.
I felt as though I was on autopilot throughout the day. I scrubbed the disgusting walls in the so-called room. No matter how hard I scrubbed away at the gunk another layer would make a way in its place. When we had finally finished cleaning that room we immediately made our way to Hermione and I’s room. We all sat around nervously waiting for Harry to come. We had just been pecked viciously by Hedwig and when she finally stopped we were able to retrieve the letter tied around her leg.
“If Hedwig is any indicator of how Harry is feeling we are screwed.” I finally spoke up. My prediction turned out to be correct, he was furious with us. Hermione almost cried, Ron was attempting to defend our actions but wasn’t very successful. I just sat by the window in silence letting him rant away. Thankfully the twins saved us from any further interrogation.
“Hey, I was wondering if I could go out for a walk for a bit,” I told Mrs. Weasley.
“I don’t think that’s a very good idea, dear…”
“Please, I've been stuck cleaning this house for 4 days… I could use a break.”
“I’ll go with her.” I could hear Harry say from behind me.
“C’mon Molly let them go out for a bit, they've been stuck in here all day.” Sirius jumped to our defense. Mrs.Weasley glared at him quickly, she then sighed and relented to our request
Harry and I seemingly jogged toward the door and exited the house immediately. It felt nice to breathe air that wasn’t surrounded by heaps of stale chemicals and dust. We walked in silence, I didn’t know what to say to him.
“You know, I don’t think you’ve said a word to me this entire time I’ve been here.”
“Yeah, I guess I haven’t… I’m sorry about… everything.” I bit my lip and try to stop the tears from leaking out of my eyes. My face had begun to burn from me keeping them in.
“Why didn’t you try to write to me?”
I laughed slightly before answering.
“Do you honestly think I didn’t try? I wrote you tons of letters… but everyone checked to see what I was writing before I sent it. I even tried sending it to you the muggle way but Moody caught me damn it.”
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable,” Harry muttered, he had his head turned away from me.
“Don’t worry about it… if I was you I would’ve acted the same way.”
I didn’t know if it was from today or everything that had been going on the past months but the dam in my eyes broke and I had begun to cry.
“I’m s-s-so sorry.” I stuttered out, a choked-up sob released from my throat a few seconds after. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and my breath stuttering.
“Hey… it’s okay.” I could hear Harry say, he sounded panicked as if he didn’t know what to do. I felt myself being pulled in for a hug
“I don’t blame you for anything that’s happened… and I should’ve known that you wanted to write. I just- I don’t know what's going on with me I just snap sometimes.”
“I can’t say I haven’t done the same thing… your godfather deserves a medal for the rant I put him through last night.” We both laughed and I slowly began to calm down, the tears stopped but my breath still stuttered on the occasion. We pulled apart from our hug and stared at one another.
“Are you okay now?” Harry asked hopefully.
“You ask me that after all the stuff you’ve been through?”
“Well, yeah,” Harry said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Because I care about you, You were the one who always had my back no matter what…”
I smiled at him before kissing his cheek and hugging him again.
“Thanks, Harry.” I pulled apart from him and stared at his bright green emerald eyes, we both then slowly lowered toward each other's lips. It was as if someone else was controlling my body, we both slowly leaned toward one another and we kissed. When we both pulled back we both seemed to be in a state of shock.
“I- I don’t think I am ever going to get used to that.” Harry stuttered out.
I laughed at him before answering him
“I don’t think I am going to either…”
The end… I hope you guys liked this. It took me a while to write!
