𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙹. 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Cardboard Cut

TW: getting cut by a pancake box

this imagine is inspired by the time i got a cut from a pancake box when all i wanted was to make pancakes for brunch

this is a modern day imagine so no voldy, which means james and lily lives

It was a quiet and sunny sunday morning at the Potter's.

That is until Harry's stupid alarm clock started ringing.

Y/N, who was staying at the Potter's for the holidays, groaned and turned the alarm off.

"Harry, you forgot to turn your alarm off. We don't need anything to wake us up during the holidays." She said when she noticed the raven haired boy sit up from his bed.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot," He said, "But let's go back to sleep, please?" he asked, his messy bed hair making his girlfriend smile.

"You can go back to sleep, I'm kinda hungry so I'm going to eat breakfast," She said and stood up from their shared bed and went to the bathroom to get ready.

A few minutes later, she came out of the room and went to the kitchen, only to be met with an empty counter.

"Huh, seems like they all decided they wanted to sleep in. Good for them," She said, mentally cursing at Harry's alarm after.

Y/N looked around the kitchen for something to cook when her eyes laid on a box of pancake mix.

Smiling to herself, she went to get it and placed it on the counter, front faced on the counter and the back facing her as she read the ingredients and steps.

Nodding after she read it, she went to get the needed items.

A couple of minutes later, she placed all the items down and began to read the instructions again.

(I had to get the pancake box that gave me the cut for this)

"Okay so, I have to add all the ingredients in," She said and went to  open the box.

But when she was trying to open the box, she got a cut on her index finger  by accidentally brushing her finger on the edge or tip on one of the covers (i suck at explaining pls forgive me).

Y/N winced in pain as she held her finger.

"Are you okay?" A worried voice asked.

Y/N looked and saw her boyfriend standing by the walls that separated the kitchen and dining room.

"Does it look like I am, Harold?" She sarcastically asked.

Harry shook his head with a small smile, "Sorry, that was stupid of me to ask. Hold on, I'll go get the first aid kit," He said before leaving.

A few seconds later, he came back with the kit.

"Let's wash your hands first," He said. Y/N nodded and followed him to the sink and washed her hands.

"Okay, sit here," He said as he grabbed Y/N's arm and made her sit on one of the stools.

Y/N watched Harry as he went through the kit to find the needed materials.

Harry brought out a small container of petroleum jelly and applied it to the wound.

After that, he covered it with a F/C (fav color) colored bandage.

Y/N smiled at Harry before kissing his cheek, "Thanks, Haz," She said before hopping off the stool and going back to where she left off before she was rudely cut.

"Let me help you cook, so you won't hurt yourself anymore. You can't be trusted with these type of things," Harry chuckled and earned a slap on the arm from Y/N.

"Excuse you, don't blame it on me. Blame it on the stupid pancake box. I just wanted to eat."