harry potter one-shots

Bullets For You- Harry Potter

A/N- Second one shot! Hope you enjoy! Please, please, please start requesting soon! I need more encouragement to write :(

Pairing- Harry Potter x Gryffindor!Reader

Warnings- lots and lots of fluff.

Word count- 1302

Harry Potter. The boy you were desperately in love with. Sure, he was cute and romantic, but he was also extremely stupid. Today was you and Harry's 1 year anniversary, and he had planned a rather fancy dinner for you in Hogsmeade. But, instead of sitting and cuddling with you on the Gryffindor common room couch, he was lying on a bed in the hospital wing, with you going to see him every 10 minutes.

The idiot had decided to pick a fight with the one and only Draco Malfoy, the meanest, and you had to admit toughest, boy in Hogwarts the day before. Now you were exasperated from all your feelings about the situation. Relief that he was okay and Draco was getting 3 straight weeks of detention, anger that your boyfriend could have been so incredibly stupid, and sadness that instead of a romantic evening with Harry, you were stuck playing Gobstones with Ginny and Hermione tonight.

You glanced at the clock above the portrait hole. 4 o'clock. That meant that dinner was in an hour, so you could probably sneak off to see Harry and not get into any sort of trouble. Reluctantly, you got up from the very comfortable couch and headed toward the portrait hole, still lost in your thoughts.

The painting of the Fat Lady swung open and you climbed through the hole. Outside, the halls were quiet, and there was no sort of sound from anyone. Your schedule didn't say you had any classes right now, so you were free to wander as much as you wanted.

As soon as you rounded the corner, however, a mean and smug face with eyes like a moonless night met your y/e/c ones. "Well," the man said. "What have we here?"

"Good evening, Professor Snape," you said, managing your sweetest voice. "I was just heading to the... uh... library!" You said, coming up with a sudden excuse.

"And why might that be?" The nasty voice of Severus Snape entered your ears and sent a shiver down your spine.

"Why, to work on my Potions essay, of course!" You said, smiling at him, hoping to get him off your case and to go see Harry as soon as possible. Snape said nothing, just grunted, and kept walking briskly down the hall past you.

Sighing with relief, you waited for his footsteps to disappear down the corridor before starting down the hallway again. After a couple more minutes of walking and climbing stairs, you finally found yourself entering the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey was nowhere in sight, as you walked quietly toward Harry's bed. However, to your surprise, he wasn't there. Fear washed over you like a cold bucket of water. Without another thought, you bolted out of the room and back down the corridors you came, your mind flooded with thoughts about what could have happened to Harry.

As you entered the common room, you saw Harry wasn't there either. Taking a chance, you climbed the stairs to the boys' dorm and looked around.

Relief flooded your thoughts and calmed your racing mind as you saw a Harry-shaped lump under the covers of his bed. You inched closer and pulled back the blankets to see his face.

His black hair was halfway covering his face, and he honestly looked a little odd without his glasses, which were carefully placed on the bedside table. He looked so sweet, so vulnerable sleeping, and you didn't want to wake him up. So, smiling sadly, you started to walk toward the staircase again until a quiet groan came from behind you, and you felt a warm hand on your arm.

"Y/N," Harry whispered, his voice hoarse from not using it for a while. He pulled you back to sit on the bed next to him.

"Oh no, Harry, did I wake you up?" You asked softly, sitting down on the soft mattress and intertwining your fingers with his.

"No," he said. "I was already awake, just trying to go back to sleep." He smiled and closed his eyes as you ran your free hand gently through his matted black hair, your go-to move to calm both you and your boyfriend.

"Harry, we need to talk," You said, your voice just above a whisper.

"About?" he responded, smiling at you with pure love in his eyes.

"About... about you and Draco," You stammered, kind of hesitant to talk to him about this. However, as you knew all too well, communication was important for an effective relationship. "Why did you fight him for me?"

"He provoked me," Harry said, after thinking. "He kept making fun of you and was calling you really bad things."

"Like what?" You asked, continuing to run your fingers through his hair.

"A... a mudblood," Harry replied, flinching at the word. Anger coursed through you. Why hadn't you known?! You would have marched right up to him and slapped him straight across the face! That was a terrible thing to call someone, especially behind their back!

"That- that- I'm just gonna-" You started, your voice rising, but Harry cut you off.

"I know, I know, shhh," he soothed you, playing with your fingers. Tears flooded your eyes. What did this guy have against you? What did you ever do to him?

"I understand why you fought him now..." you started, leaning your head on Harry's shoulder, who had sat up from his lying position on the bed. "But why me?"

"Because I love you," Harry said without hesitation. His words were the only thing you needed. The tears you had tried so hard to hold in now cascaded down your cheeks, one after another. You didn't sob, or make any sort of noise at all, you just smiled. You sat there, crying and smiling at Harry.

With a breaking voice, you replied, "I love you too." And with that, Harry kissed you. He cupped your cheek with his hand, and sat there, kissing you like that as if you were his only source of oxygen. The way your lips moved with his in perfect sync told you that this boy was the only thing you would ever need to survive. Harry was the one who broke the kiss.

"Sweetheart," he said, his forehead against yours. "You know I would do anything for you, right?" You nodded. "N/n, I would take a thousand bullets for you if you needed. A thousand Killing Curses. I will always protect you."

You kissed him again, just a short kiss that only lasted a couple of seconds long, and chuckled. "I love you, Harry Potter."

"I love you too, Y/N L/N."

A/N- Sorry if you thought that was crappy, I kind of wrote it in a hurry :) But thanks to everyone! We now have 30 reads so thank you guys for that! It would be really great to me if you would comment and add this to your library, I'd love that :) The next one (Draco Malfoy) will probably be published in a couple of days. :)