Why Is It Spicy?!
Harry was currently in history class, which he thought was silly.
Why do I have to learn American history if I am British?
Anyways.
He was sat by Jeremy, one of the kids he met on the first day. Harry thinks that Jeremy is planning something because he keeps glancing at Harry, then back at his friends who are sat behind them.
Harry heard a few whispers, "hey what's his name again?", "oh, I think its.. erm.. Harold?"
"HEY HAROLD!"
The class began laughing, and Harry whipped around in his chair. "My name is Harry, not Harold or whatever!"
Why do i have to be the only wizard in this class of losers?
"Oh. Well, anyways," said a girl who seemed to be of Mexican descent. Harry thought she was very pretty. "You should try one of these." She held out a crinkly purple bag to him.
"Whats this?"
The boy next to her spoke up, "they are takis. Spicy chips."
Harry hesitated, he wasn't good with spice. "I, erm.. I don't like spicy food very much.."
"Oh come on just try one!" Piped up a random boy across the room. Other students around the class agreed, urging Harry to take one.
Harry sighed. "I suppose so.."
Merlin help me through this.
Harry slowly took one out of the bag. "It's very red," he said dumbly.
"Oh just eat it already!"
Harry put it in his mouth, and started chewing. "Wow, this is very good! I think I got a not-very-spicy one." He said, surprised. The kids were just smirking at him. He was confused, why were they looking at him like that, then-
bam.
An explosion of spice bursted in his mouth, and he began coughing.
"OH MERLIN IT BURNS!"