harry potter smut

[harry] the hogwarts express

You woke up to a loud banging noise coming from outside your room in London, England.

Today was September 1st and it was the first day of your last year at Hogwarts. 

"Y/n" you heard your caregiver call.

"Y/n," they repeated, "Come on it's time to go."

Before your caregiver called for you, you were in a daze from just waking up, but now you were completely awake. The excitement was just too much and you were so excited to see all of your friends.

You picked up all of your bags and went to the front of your house to say goodbye to your caregiver.

Because you were now of age, you could just apparate to the train platform.

Once you arrived on the platform, you immediately began searching around for your friend group. 

The Golden Quartet (as everyone called you guys).

You spotted your friend, Hermione, and immediately ran to her, embracing her in a tight hug.

"Y/n! Oh, I've missed you so much!" She remarked.

"I could say the same about you, Mione! Aren't you excited, this is our last year!" You exclaimed back.

Before you could register what she said, you recognized a familiar face making its way towards the two of you.

"Harry!" You exclaimed.

"Hi, Y/n." He said, wrapping you in a surprisingly tight hug.

"How was your summer, Harry?" you asked.

"It was okay. Nothing much happened. How about we head on to the train?" he responded.

"Where's Ron?" asked Hermione.

"I'm sure he's taking that rubbish flying car to the castle." You replied.

This remark earned a smirk from Harry. There was something different about him this year, you just couldn't pinpoint it. 

As the three of you made your way to the compartments, Hermione mentioned something about needing to catch up with Ginny, leaving the two of you alone. 

As the train departed, you and Harry sat in awkward silence. 

You looked out the window to pass time and every time you glanced at Harry, it always seemed as if he was staring at you. 

"Y/n," Harry said gruffly.

"What's up?" you responded.

 Harry had never acted like this before and it was weird for you. Even if you hadn't been totally obsessed with him since your 4th year, you still would have noticed.

"I was just thinking," he stated, "You seem a lot different from last year. I can't pinpoint it,"

"Well, I'm not quite sure I'm following, Harry."

"I've been thinking about you. For a rather long time as well and honestly, fuck it," he said and he moved from his area in the compartment to right next to yours. 

"Harry" you whispered, "I'm not quite sure what's going on."

"Fuck, Y/n. I didn't think you were this daft. Hermione and Ginny told me what you think of me. What if I told you that I could reciprocate those feelings,"

By now, he was staring at you, dead in the eyes, pupils dilated.

"Are you talking about romantic feelings, Harry?" you questioned.