Harry Potter Characters Oneshots

Harry × Reader

Part 2

The wind blew at his hair as he wrapped a jacket around his shoulders. Christmas time in London means many things to people. For most people, it means time with family and friends. A bright Christmas tree, with so presents, they can't fit under.

For him, there's Christmas tree, but no gifts with "Harry" on them. He has his "family", but their quick to get rid of him at any chance. The only reason he's here, is because a certain (boy/girl).

What he is excited about, is (F/N) seeing him. He told (him/her) he wasn't coming to London this year, and it absolutely broke (his/her) heart.

Jumping into the car, he rests his head on the headboard and sighs. The gift for (F/N) rest in his hands - straight from Hogwarts. He would never forget to give such a hardworking (girl/boy) a Christmas gift.

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He made a plan before even reaching the house. Once they stopped to turn onto their street, Harry would jump out and make a run for (F/N) (who lives three blocks up).

And that's what he did. Aunt and Uncle yelled at him from the car, telling him of what trouble he'll be into when he gets back. But Harry paid no mind, and ran the three blocks in under two minutes.

He could see you from the window, sitting at your desk, reading. It's Charlotte's Web, which you two read together in one day - on August 31. He left the day after.

He used his skills to walk out of your view to the front door, where Mrs. (L/N) let him in and called (F/N) down.

"(F/N), H -" Harry cut her off and whispered,

"No! I want it to be a suprise!"

Mrs. (L/N) nodded and called for (F/N) again, more careful with her words. She than leaves the living room to make some hot chocolate.

(F/N) comes quickly down the stairs, and looks who's there. Her eyes travel from the kitchen door, to the TV, to the computer, to the front door where Harry stands.

(His/Her) face is blank for mere seconds, then a grin breaks out. Then (he/she) runs to him, Harry hugging (him/her) and twirling.

"H-Harry! Why are you here?" (He/She) asks.

Harry shrugs and kisses (his/her) neck. He sits her down, and hands (him/her) (his/her) present.

"Harry... you really didn't need to. You're enough."

His heart fills with joy. Such simple words make him wish he was normal.

(He/She) opens the present, and the ruby necklace falls to (his/her) palm. It normally opened, but Harry filled it with Amortentia (made by Hermione) so (F/N) could always feel he was near. He locked it so it would never spill.

(F/N) gasps in suprise, the sudden smell of clean laundry, books, and...Harry float around in a spiral. It's magnificent, and (he/she) frowns.

Harry worries, wondering if there's any wrong with the gift. But it's something else that comes from (F/N).

"I didn't get you a gift. I thought you weren't coming."

Harry rolls his eyes. "I don't care about gifts! I came here to see you."

  You smile at him sheepishly. "Well, thanks, Harry. I love it."

  Harry nods awkwardly. His plan didn't go past this part. The two stand there, bored and confused of what to do. Mrs. (L/N) walks back in, two cups of hot chocolate sitting on a platter with little sandwiches. She sits it on the coffee table, and looks at her (son/daughter) standing next to (his/her) boyfriend.

  "You two alright?" She asks, pointing to the couch - gesturing for them to sit.

  (F/N) looks sheepishly at (his/her) mother. "Mum, do you still have Grandfather's watch?"

  Harry raises his eyebrows, confused. (F/N)'s grandfather was a wealthy man, and died two years ago. His will gives Mr. (L/N) a silver watch, and bookshelf full of famous books.

  "Yes, why?"

  "May Harry have it?"

  Mrs. (L/N) eyes goes wide. She looks carefully at her (son/daughter). Begging to see if (he/she)'s serious. (F/N) nods, and Mrs. (L/N) sighs.

  "If he takes care of, yes," She says, leaving the room

  "What? No! If you don't want, don't please," Harry begged.

  (F/N) giggled. "It's not that important. It's fake silver. I just see you wearing. It's quite nice."

  Harry looks to the ground, but smiles. How hard (he/she) tries to make him happy.

  Mrs. (L/N) comes back in, a small black box in her hands. She sits it on the table and turns to leave.

  Harry picks it up, and cracks it open. Instead of a bronze watch, there's a note. The scribbles show the quickly wrote design of (F/N)'s handwriting.

  Opening, it reads,

   Dearest Harry,

          I know. About the magic, Hogwarts, Voldemort. Sir Dumbledore told me just hours ago. Might I just say, I'm sorry for begging you not to go to school. Because you've done the most amazing things there. I've heard how fun it is. How wild it is. I understand now, so don't worry about me. Do what you need to do. When you're done, I'll always be here. Waiting for you.

  A/N This is gonna be a long note. If you don't want to read it, that's okay but know there will be a part. 3, because it wouldn't make sense to end it here.

  Okay so I'm half explaining why this wasn't updated yesterday and half complaining....

  Alright so yesterday my parents went to a Collage football game so me and my brother had the house to ourselves. Skipping the part of going to eat and errands, we came back around one (in the afternoon) and decided to go fishing. We live in Oklahoma so as you might guess we have a few plains. About half a mile away this guy who lives next to us has a huge plain where his cows eat and stuff but anyways he has a really nice pond so we went fishing there.

  Whenever we finished fishing, my brother went to go check out this little cabin and I ran away into two foot tall grass so I can hide. I giggled about him calling my name, then ran back up, putting my phone in my pocket.

  That's was a dumb move. I had small pockets and there was alot of dried cow paddies and holes, so at some point in the running my phone fell out. In two feet tall grass in an area of 200 feet. Darn it Taz.

  So me and my brother looked some but could find it so we decided to sneak back out there at night and call my phone, to see if it fell on it's back and would light up.

  So when the sun disappeared, we drove back out there (almost dying in the process because the steep creek bed [we were on the four-wheeler]) and started look. Our dog came along so I had her sniff my sleeve and see if she would find the smell of my phone (like in the movies) but she did a horrible job. My brother found it, thankfully.

  Anyways I didn't have my phone for half of the day yesterday, and I decided to share my experience. Thanks for reading!! This and my story or just my story or whatever.