𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘅 | Harry Potter x Male Reader

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Harry came back to check on Y/N every hour.

He still had a high fever, and he couldn't help but worry.

When his lessons were finally over, Harry rushed back to the Common Room.

Ron was at the Quidditch Pitch, and Hermione was cheering for him, so he could finally spend some time alone with Y/N.

Harry walked back into the dorm, where he found Y/N, peacefully sleeping, his cheeks red because of the high temperature, as Snowball slept beside him.

Harry couldn't help but smile a little.
He thought back to they were kids.

Whenever he had a Fever, Y/N would always lay down by his side, pulling him closer to himself to comfort him, not really caring if he got sick too in the process.

And Harry did the same. He laid down next to him, pulling him closer, as he absent-mindly caressed his hand.

He looked at him.

Harry: Why do you keep doing this?
He thought.

Harry: You keep putting yourself on the line to protect us, but when it comes to yourself, you just don't care. Can't you understand how worried I am?
He thought.

Y/N: I'm sorry.
He suddenly muttered.

Harry looked at him.
Y/N: I'm sorry, Harry.
He muttered again.

Harry held his hand tightly.
Harry: Why are you apologizing, silly? Have you started talking in your sleep again?
He said, chuckling, as his eyelids started getting heavier and heavier, eventually falling asleep too.

A little while later, he slowly opened his eyes, just to see Ron and Hermione, sitting there, arguing.

Hermione: Shhh! You're going to wake them up!
She hissed.

Ron: What are you hissing at me for? Are you a snake, now?
He hissed back.

Y/N opened his eyes too, rubbing them lazily.
Y/N: What's going on?
He muttered.

Ron smiled widely.
Ron: Guys, I did it! I'm keeper!
He said happily.

Y/N smiled at him.
Y/N: That's great.
He said, as he stroked Snowball, who started purring loudly.

Hermione looked at Y/N.
Hermione: How are you feeling, Y/N?
She asked.

Y/N: Meh, I've been better.
He said.

Hermione: Seriously, Y/N, we were all worried for you.
She said.

Ron: Yeah, even Malfoy.
He said, rolling his eyes.

Y/N raised a brow.
Y/N: What?
He said.

Ron: You've heard me correctly, Y/N. That git kept looking around the classroom, thinking that you were hiding somewhere on purpose.
He said, rolling his eyes.

Harry: I still have to get used to how stupid he is, sometimes.
He said, shaking his head in disdain.

Y/N was at a loss of words.
Y/N: Heh, he probably thought I was about to jump on him from behind a corner, and break his legs.
He said, laughing.

Harry looked at him.
Harry: Can you stand? We can go eat something. You're probably hungry, since you didn't even have breakfast, this morning.
He said, changing the topic.

Y/N: Yeah, don't worry about me.
He said, getting up.

The quartet headed to the Great Hall, with Ron nervously glancing at Y/N's left hand, now covered in bloody bandages.

As they walked to the table, Y/N could see Malfoy, looking at him.

Ron: Have you told Harry about it?
He whispered, making sure that Harry wasn't listening.

Y/N shook his head.
Ron: Y/N, how long do you think you can keep this a secret? That hag is torturing you! You have to react! You can't just suck it in, and keep staying silent!
He whispered.

Y/N looked at Ron.
Y/N: Do you seriously think I can go telling everyone about this? No one would care in the first place. I can handle it, anyway. As long as you three are safe from her, I just don't care.
He said, leaving Ron astonished.
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