𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 hp.

𝐈𝐈𝐈 ; intimate moments.

ooo. | harry potter !
♡︎ - drinking from a straw mid-conversation.

you both were at a restaurant. harry was chatting away about his pitiable time at privet drive this year. as he was talking, you couldn't help but take note to how he was merely picking at his food and not at all eating it. he was upset, and you could tell.

you lifted his chin. "hey, haz," you started, grabbing his hand and caressing his knuckles with your thumb. "its all over now. only two days and we'll be back at hogwarts." your eyes remained locked as you sipped from the straw of your drink. harry broke your prolonged gaze to flick his eyes down at your lips, which were wrapped around your straw, unintentionally.

he subconsciously squeezed your hand and swallowed. you smiled at him before pulling him into a kiss over the table, startling him.

ooo. | ron weasley !
♡︎ - lifting your shirt to the point where he sees a little bit of skin.

you and ron were rushing back inside after a quidditch match. he was in his jersey, you in one of his "R" sweaters made by mrs. weasley. it had started raining mid-match, ten minutes before harry was able to catch the snitch.

as you reached his dorm, closing the door behind you and laughing at your eagerness to get inside, you began pulling off the protective layer that ron's sweater provided. in doing so, your shirt was lifted ever-so-slightly. he could see just above the hem of your jeans, making his cheeks begin to flush. he was a violent shade of faded magenta.

noticing his redness and assuming it was due to temperature,you looked up at him and wrapped your arms around his neck, only to find the tips of his ears white-hot.

ooo. | fred weasley !
♡︎ - watching you play sports.

you waited as cho chang passed the ball back to you. you were playing a muggle sport you took quite a liking to; volleyball. ypu set it back, her passing it again, but this time to lavender brown.

fred watched you girls play in a circle from a distance. his family has always been quite intrigued by muggle customs, such as this silly sport, and he adores how you've taken it upon yourself to teach other wizards how life is like back where you came from.

he watched as a bead of sweat rolled down your face, the hot august sun shining down upon you. his eyes stay glued to you as your fingers and arms work expertly to get the ball where you wanted it to go.

and he cant help but admire you from where he was standing, grinning madly, unable to contain the pride for having you as his that built up inside of him.

ooo. | george weasley !
♡︎ - touching his leg while sitting together.

you were both in the hufflepuff common room, cedric diggory helping you with george's potions essay. you were sitting silently with each other, but you had been wanting some form of attention. this went unbeknownst to george.

you, reaching for a solution, slipped your hand onto george's knee. he spluttered when attempting to answer cedric's questions about his struggles. ced smirked, knowing full well the impact you had on your boyfriend, and decided not to mention it.

you drew circles on his kneecap. he glared at you, but still felt love brewing inside of his heart.

ooo. | hermione granger !
♡︎ - hearing or feeling your heartbeat.

you were at on a date at hogsmeade. you had bought her everything she had wanted, and she couldn't thank you enough, even paying you back for some of the purchases.

she decided the best way to give thanks was to stand on her tippy-toes and give you a kiss. she placed her hands right below your collarbone and your hands went to her waist. you smiled into the kiss. hermione soon realized she could feel a soft thump, thump. it got quicker as she placed her head in the crook of your neck.

she smiled, her heartbeat quickening, too.