You shivered in the damp forest air, pulling your worn cloak tighter. Ever since you, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had arrived on the hunt for Horcruxes, a cold dread had settled in your stomach. The weight of your unspoken feelings for Harry, only heightened your anxiety.
You'd had a crush on Harry since fifth year, a year marked by Umbridge's cruelty and the terrifying duel at the Ministry. Witnessing his unwavering courage had ignited a fierce protectiveness within you, a feeling that rivaled Ron's own. Now, on this clandestine mission, the air crackled with tension. Suddenly, the unmistakable apparition of Death Eaters sent chills down your spine. You and your friends were hopelessly outnumbered, captured, and apparated to a place you dreaded â€" Malfoy Manor.
Panic surged through you as Ron and Hermione were roughly shoved into a dank dungeon. But your terror multiplied when Bellatrix Lestrange turned her sadistic gaze on you. Her wand whipped out, aimed at you, a cruel amusement twisting her features. She sensed the bond between you and Harry, using you as a weapon.
As Bellatrix began to torture you, a surge of fierce protectiveness erupted within Harry. He fought against the Death Eater restraining him, fueled by a raw desperation he couldn't explain. With a well-placed Stupefy, he disarmed the Death Eater and raced to your side, freeing you from Bellatrix's clutches.
The group, shaken but determined, escaped Malfoy Manor, Apparating to the safety of Hogwarts. In the quiet of the Hospital Wing, as Madam Pomfrey fussed over your injuries, Harry surprised you both. He confessed that witnessing your suffering had ignited a strength he hadn't known he possessed, a strength fueled by...feelings he harbored for you. His words echoed your own unspoken affection, and in that hushed moment, you confessed your love for each other, a love that had blossomed amidst the trials you'd faced together since Dumbledore's Army.
The revelation hung heavy in the air, a bittersweet comfort in the midst of their perilous quest. As they recovered from their ordeal, a newfound understanding bloomed between you and Harry. You realized that your shared experiences, the battles fought and fears faced together, had forged a bond deeper than you had dared to imagine. It was a love borne out of friendship, a love that gave you the strength to face whatever dark forces awaited them.
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FanficImagines and Preferences for: •Harry Potter •Teen Wolf •Marvel •The Summer I turned pretty •My life with the Walter boys Requests: Open ⚠️Warning ⚠️ Contains topics of Self harm Eating Disorders Depression Panic Attacks