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Harry Potter was someone that everyone knew, or thought they knew. There were things that people didn’t know about him; for example, he can cook and bake very well, having had to do the cooking and baking for the Dursleys. But now, being at Hogwarts, he doesn’t do that as much, but he still does and gives some of the food to his friends.
Another thing that people don’t know about him is that he’s friends with the Slytherins, or in other words, he has friends in all four houses.
Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, and the other girls and boys in their year from Slytherin
Nevile Longbottom (yes, he’s in this house), Cedric Diggory (yes, he is alive), and others from Hufflepuff
Luna Lovegood, The Patil Twins from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor
And of course Ron and Hermione, Gred and Forge, Colin Creevey, Seamus and Dean from Gryffindor
Now, at this moment, Harry was walking down the halls of Hogwarts towards the Great Hall with music playing through his WalkMan, as it can apparently be used with a few charms, while he was reading a book that his boyfriend had given him about the Sacred 28 Families. Following behind him was a stack of books for a few of his friends; his magic was wrapped around the bundle, organizing the books for each person.
As he was getting closer to the Great Hall, he noticed the doors were open, so he didn’t bother putting his book down to open the doors. It was then that a song started playing through his WalkMan.
Humming lightly, he didn’t realize he had started to sing along with the Music, entering the Hall.
Great Hall POV
As everyone was settling down for dinner, students were talking within their little groups. The teachers were watching over them and gossiping with each other. Everyone tried to ignore Dumbledore, not wanting to interact with him.
It was around 15 minutes into dinner when everyone slowly became quieter, people starting to hear humming, then light singing. No one knew who it was, as there were a few people missing. Mostly fifth and seventh years, as they had O.W.L’s and N.E.W.T’s.
The unfamiliar road could be the same place you got lost and find yourself
There might be bumps, there might be bruises, but at least you’ll have a story to tell
Hearing the singing getting closer, everyone became silent. Looking towards the Hall doors, they watched as a figure became visible.
It was Harry fucking Potter.
Harry fucking Potter was singing.
Time’ll slip on by if you’re stuck here livin’ life with too much caution
And I know you know that those wings, they weren’t made for walkin’
Harry calmly walked into the Hall, first going to the Griffindor table. On the way, a few of the books that were following behind Harry floated off towards Hermione. They were about Wizarding Laws and Traditions.
As Harry passed by, he lightly kissed her cheek, closing his book and grabbing his plate from the empty seat next to her. Letting Gred and Forge pull him into a hug, he gave them two books. The author of the books was “The Muarders: Moony, Padfoot, Prongs, and WormTail.” They gave a blinding smile at the gift.
Oh, it’s safe where you are
But safe only gets you so far
Reaching across the table, he fist-bumped Ron and then moved a chess piece after only looking at it for a second. Once Ron had looked down at the move that Harry made, he let out a squawk at what had happened on the board.
Harry moved on down the table, letting another book float to a second year, Colin Creveeley specifically. The book was about what Photography could become if he wanted to go professional. As he walked, Harry also grabbed food for himself.
What if you look your fears right in the eye?
Say you’ll see them another time?
What if, for once
You can find the piece of you that you’ve been hidin’, you’ve been hidin’?
As he got to the end of the table, he passed Professor Snape, who was at the head table. He walked up the few steps and grabbed one of the books in his stack and placed it in front of Snape’s plate. The title was “Extremely Rare Ingredients & What They Could Be Used For,” by someone only Snape knew. Harry then pulled out a few vials and a small enchanted box from his robes and set those down as well.
They were the venom, scales, and a few other things from the Basilisk that was in a stationary charm down in the chamber. Snape nodded his head at the items he received.
What if you chase your heart out to the edge?
Rewrite your stars and be brave instead?
What if you jump
And the fallin’ feels a little like you’re flyin’, like you’re flyin'?
Harry then moved on to Professor McGonagol, and set down a few scrolls of parchment. She nodded her head in acknowledgement of the assignments that he just turned in.
Harry turned and walked down the aisle between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Stopping and giving a book to Nevile about a few plants he had mentioned, he had found the books in the Potter and Black libraries. Harry was more than willing to let his friend borrow them, as he knew Nevile would take care of them.
Oh, my darlin’, if you try
You just might kiss the sky
Ideas comin’ to you like a spark that starts a fire in your mind
But ideas can only burn you if you always keep ‘em locked up inside
Turning to the Ravenclaw table, he bent down and hugged Luna tightly but gently. Luna leaned back against him, letting the vibration from his singing flow through her. She looked up at him and smiled, handing him a book of hers that he then took and put on the bottom of his pile. Luna also handed him some blood pops that she had saved for Harry. He smiled at her and gave her a kiss on the top of her head in thanks.
Harry kept going down the table and stopped at the Patil Twins, as they were sitting together today. He handed them a book on English cuisine, while they handed him one on Indian. He smiled and nodded at them before continuing.
Time will slip on by if you’re stuck here livin’ life with too much caution
So go out in this world and get every single thing you ever wanted
Oh, it’s safe where you are
But safe only gets you so far
Harry rounded the end of the Ravenclaw table and walked to the Slytherins that he knew. Passing by Pansy and the other girls in their year, he handed over a few books on muggle cosmetics that made skin glass-like and how different routines were good for different skin types.
Passing Blaise, he handed over a book on woodworking and the charms that would animate them, giving him a sketch as well, and handing over a few galleons. Getting to Theo, he looked at another chessboard and made a move; Theo made one after analysing, and Harry made a second move that then stumped Theo.
What if you look your fears right in the eye?
Say you’ll see them another time?
What if, for once
You can find the piece of that you’ve been hidin’, you’ve been hidin’?
What if you chase your heart out to the edge?
Rewrite your stars and be brave instead
What if you jump?
And the fallin’ feels a little like you’re flyin’, like you’re flyin’?
As Harry rounded the end of the table again, he floated a book and a few scrolls to Professor Flitwick. The book was about a research project that Harry was doing independently and, of course, turning in assignments. Flitwick gave him a nod in acknowledgement at the book and scrolls. Ready to look at the work Harry has done.
Getting to the other side of the table, Harry got to Draco, seeing him open his arms. Accepting the hug, Harry kissed his cheek. Grabbing the small bowl of black pudding and tackatal tart, Harry gently slipped Draco a note to meet him at the ROR (Room of Requirements) after dinner.
Oh, my darlin’, if you try
You just might kiss the sky
Harry had done what he needed to in the Great Hall. So he walked down the table, waving as people greeted him, and he left the hall. His singing growing quiter and quieter the farther he walked.
You just might kiss the sky
Ooh, you just might kiss the sky
You just might kiss the sky
It took a few minutes before everyone was back to normal. Those who were really shocked at the reveal of the talent. A few had started to whisper to each other, talking about his singing and how he went to each table and a few teachers.
“What the ever-loving lemon drop just happened?” Dumbledore asked.
Snape, McGonagle, and Flitwick responded at the same time, “It's the Harry effect; you get used to it after a little while. He has friends in every house.”
After everyone accepted the answer from the three, they went back to what they were doing; those who Harry had visited had looked at what they were given or what he had done to their chess match, and were acting like it was normal. Only those who were his friends knew Harry had some kind of singing talent, having heard him hum or quietly sing when he was focused or while he was working on something he enjoyed.