Harry Potter One Shots and Two Shots [finished]

Un-Used To It--Harry x Reader

This was requested by lilrudolph. I hope you enjoy. 

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I watched the champions dancing at the Yule Ball. It didn't seem like Harry was enjoying the time with his date. It was almost as if he got stuck with her. But who wouldn't want to be Harry's date? 

I made the suicidal decision to come without a date. Hermione had dragged me along for moral support, but ended up enjoying herself. Well, for the most part, but I'm not there in the story yet.

I sat down watching everybody dance. I noticed Ron and Harry sitting with their dates. Ron stood up and left, his date and Harry calling after him. Eventually, Hermione left in a huff(lepuff, I know I'm the worst) after yelling something at Ron. I chased after her, and she ranted to me about how stupid Ron was. 

Once she calmed herself down, and went back to enjoying herself, I was stuck sitting to the side again, lost in my own thoughts.

I was so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't notice a particular green eyed boy sit next to me.

"(Y/N)!" 

I snapped my head to where the sound came from, and saw the raven haired boy only inches away from me.

"Shouldn't you be with your date?" I asked, my voice sounding more venomous than I intended.

"I could ask the same for you," he replied.

"I don't have a date," I told him.

"Wait, you don't?" he asked clearly shocked, "Why not?"

"I wasn't asked," I admitted hesitantly.

"That doesn't make any sense, (Y/N)," he said, shaking his head. "So many guys wanted to go with you."

That made me laugh, "Thanks Harry, but you don't have to lie."

"I'm not lying. I thought you had a date. I had at least ten people tell me that they wanted to go with you. I can name six who wanted to off the top if my head."

"Six huh? Name one."

He looked like he was thinking, but before I could remind him that 'off the top of my head' means right away, without thought, he said, "Me."

"You?"

"Me."

"Why didn't you ask me, you idiot?"

"Like I said, I assumed you had a date."

"You know what I say about assuming, Harry."

"Please don't say it," he begged. He was probably about to hear it for the 100th time, since Hermione had picked up the saying from me.

"It makes an ass out of u and me. But this time, it was mostly you."

"Ouch," he said, before asking me to dance.

As we were dancing, a slow song came on.

"You should go find your date," I told Harry hastily.

"But you'll be all by yourself."

"Trust me, I'm used to it."

"Well, you need to get un-used to it."

"Un-used isn't a word." Before I even finished my sentence, he had his hands wrapped around my waist. I sighed in defeat, and wrapped my hands around his neck, as he laughed.

We danced in silence for a while, but it wasn't awkward at all, quite comfortable actually. I eventually rested my head on his shoulder, and it felt so right. 

"I wish we could stay like this forever," I told him, praying that it wouldn't make things awkward.

My prayers were answered when he pressed his face into my neck, and whispered, "Me too."

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A/N: Thanks so much for reading, hope you enjoyed. As usual, I am accepting requests, so just comment or message me. 

Much Love 

-Katelyn