Harry Potter Boy's One Shots/Imagines

Harry Potter

It was Christmas Eve at Hogwarts, and y/n was curled up in a ball, shivering by the crackling fire. Her luscious y/h/c hair flowed down her shoulders, shaping her face which was lit by the fire. She was shaking from the cold, and the twins were trying to get her to join them in pranking Harry.

"Shouldn't you two be at the burrow?"

"Mum and dad are busy this year." They said in sync. George continued:

"And you look like you could use some company." 

"Soo, you should come prank him with us." Fred finished.

"What do i get in return for that?"

"Our friendship."

Y/n knew that the twins wouldn't leave her alone until she went with them, so she got off of the couch and headed through the common room door with them. When the three got outside, the girl asked how they were going to prank him.

"Be patient, y/n, you'll see."

Although she obviously didn't trust Fred or George, y/n followed them down the hallways and through multiple secret passengers. Eventually, after what felt like at least 30 minutes of walking, the three of them peeked around a corner and spotted Harry walking with Hermione. 

"Y/n stay here and wait for our que." the one twin whispered to the girl.

"Huh? Wait Fred! George!" y/n hissed, but they had already gone. 

"Harry!" the twins said in unison. 

"Hermione, would you mind giving us and Harry a moment alone?"

"Alright boys. Don't do anything stupid." And with that she left.

"So Harry, have you been up to much these holidays?" Fred asked.

"Um, no, not really."

Whilst this mostly one sided conversation was happening, George looked over to the corner where they had left the girl, and gave a quick wink and side nod, the signal for her to come over.

She walked over with a confused look on her face, and when Harry saw her, his face went a bit flustered, and he smiled at the girl. 

"Hi Y/n"

"Hello Harry."

"Well well well, is that what i think is above their heads, Fred?" 

"Why yes it is George! We better leave them to it then."

Y/n and Harry shared another confused look, but then they both felt a small sprinkle of snow on each of their noses. The pair looked up, and growing from the roof of Hogwarts, was a small, beautiful little mistletoe, somehow littering sprinkles of snow.

Y/n's cheeks blushed, and Harry looked a bit flustered. 

"Well, you know what that mean, dont you Y/n?"

"Of course Harry. And, i mean, we can't break Christmas tradition."

"Exactly."

Harry leaned in, and the girl felt his soft lips connect with hers. 

Around the corner, Fred and George was watching, smiling.

"This was our best idea yet George."

"Definitely Fred."

As Harry and y/n pulled away, the mutual feeling was evident.

"That was brilliant."