Various Harry Potter x Y/n

Harry Potter x Y/n

It's my first year here at Hogwarts. I'm apparently not a Gryffindor like my parents told me I was, which I think it's weird they lied about that, but whatever. I've had my eye on this boy I see in the hall every day, but I'm sure he doesn't like me. I mean I've seen the way he looks at Hermione, and you'd have to be an idiot not to see that he likes her. It doesn't seem like she likes him though, and it hurts me to see them together, but as long as he's happy I'm ok with it. Well not really ok, but I like to see him happy.

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I was in the library getting books for Hermione like she asked, when I heard the door open. I looked over and saw him come in. He looked around and I hid behind a shelf. I heard him walk in my direction and prayed he didn't find me. I heard him walk away before I started breathing again.

"There you are!"

He was standing infront of me as I came from behind the shelf.

"Oh, h-hi Harry, were you looking for me?"

"Yes, there's something I needed to tell you."

"Oh really, what is it?"

I turned around taking more books off the shelf, my arms where starting to hurt.

"I, um, wanted to tell you....that. I-I um......."

I turned around to face him with what felt like thousands of books in my hands. I looked at him with an expression that was a mix between concern and curiosity.

"I wanted to tell you.....t-that....I-I like you."

I started at him in confusion, before I started laughing.

"Very funny, Potter."

I turned around and began to walk away, but felt him following me.

"I'm serious, Y/n."

He raised his voice a little. I stopped and turned to look at him, although I didn't believe it I wanted to make sure it was true.

"R-really?" I asked, face red. 

"yes, a lot. And I have for a long time."

We both stood there in silence for a good minute or two.

"I was just scared you didn't like me the same way, so I didn't say anything, and started talking to Hermione, hoping it'd trigger some sort of reaction from you."

He was too busy ranting to notice I got closer. Until we were so close our faces nearly touched. When he finally realized he suddenly stopped talking and became bright red.

"Well, Potter. Are you going to do it, or not ?"

"Do what?"

I leaned in closer

"I know you're smarter then that, Potter."

He laughed and leaned in close to me, until the gap between us filled. We both pulled away and smiled while staring into each others eyes. We put our heads together and close our eyes.

"I love you, Y/n"

"I love you too, Potter."