Harry Potter Preferences and Imagines

they comfort you

anxiety, depression, anorexia, and similar things will be in this so if you get triggered then i suggest you dont read this. they arent detailed much at all, just a sum of it.
Harry: Everything was terrible these days. You couldn't look in the mirror without tears coming to your eyes. You hated your appearance and these thoughts were swarming your head all of the time, all day everyday.
You thought you were too heavy, you thought you were too short, you thought your feet were too large, you thought your nose was too large, you thought your hair always looked a mess, you thought that everyone thought you were some annoying nerd. You hated every single thing about you, except for your eyes.
You leaned against the edge of the sink with your back to the mirror, covering your face with your hand as you let out a muffled sob.
"Baby?" You heard Harry call from the entrance, catching your attention as you quickly wiped the tears off of your face, pushing your hair back.
"Yeah?" You tried to perk up, plastering a smile on your face.
"You alright?" He walked over to you, extending his hand out to your face as he gently stroked his thumb underneath your eye. "You've been crying.."
"No?" You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head.
"Tell me why."
"Harry.." You sighed, turning your face away from him. "It's really weird to talk about, and I don't want to sound conceited. It's nothing, though. I promise," You quickly reassured, giving him a light peck in the cheek.
"I'm going to let it go.. But you need to come cuddle with me immediately."
Ron: You pushed your plate away, rising from the Gryffindor table, ruffling Ron's hair slightly before strutting off to the bathroom, acting cheerful.
You quickly dropped the act once you had reached the bathroom, pushing the door open to the stall and locking it behind you, getting down on your knees. You quickly threw up your dinner, flushing it down the toilet.
After cleaning yourself up, you made your way out of the bathroom and to the Gryffindor common room, greeting Ron as you walked in.
"Why are you pale and shaking?" He asked immediately, rushing over to you.
"I'm not?" You said harshly, shaking your head.
"You are," He pushed. "Did you vomit?"
You glanced away from his stare, putting your hands in the pocket of your robes.
He quickly grabbed your elbow, pulling you off to the side, "Did you purposely do it?.."
You continued to keep your eyes anywhere but his face.
"No, stop that. That's the last time you're doing that. You're perfect exactly the way you are. I love your body the size it is." He rushed, wrapping his arms tightly around you, pulling you up against his body.
Draco: You just couldn't take it anymore. The only thing that ever brought you comfort was Draco and it seemed like he was slowly trying to get away from you. He'd much rather hang out with his teammates than you and it didn't make your situation any better.
He never seemed happy when the two of you hung out, either. He wouldn't let you hold his hand in class. He wouldn't cuddle with you unless the two of you were alone and secluded, but even then, he didn't talk and usually fell asleep within five minutes.
Today was probably the worst day you'd had so far since attending Hogwarts. The thoughts just kept coming and coming and all you could think about was getting away from everything forever.
You skipped all of your classes, staying in your dormitory the entire day, just laying in bed. You couldn't bring yourself to get up, but no one came looking for you so it wasn't a problem, really.
After classes and dinner was over, people started piling in.
"Draco's looking for you," One girl said.
"He seems worried," Another added.
You didn't respond but only threw the covers off of you and got up, slipping a pair of shoes on, before proceeding to the common room.
Draco was sitting on one of the couch's ignoring Goyle as he talked about the dinner his mother was making for Christmas.
Draco glanced up, making eye contact immediately, and rushed over to you, "I was worried sick about you, princess! Where have you been?"
You glanced up at him before stepping forward, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso, burying your face in his chest, letting out a choked sob.
He quickly returned the embrace, kissing the top of your head gently, rubbing your back soothingly as you cried into his chest.
People began to look but quickly retreated as Draco glared at them.
"Come on," He pulled back, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, guiding you back to your bed.
He sat down on it, pulling you down into his lap as he did. "What's going on?" He muttered, wrapping his arms around you.
"I feel so terrible." You said almost inaudibly.
He gently combed his fingers through your hair, placing small kisses on your shoulder as you leaned against him, the tears subsiding slightly.
Fred: You sat with your chin in hand, listening to Flitwick go on and on about nothing important to you. The lesson seemed to go on forever but you wanted nothing more than to be back in your bed, cuddled up to Fred.
Once the class had finally ended, you rushed out, meeting Fred directly outside of the door, not saying a word as he engulfed you in a hug.
The two of you walked hand-in-hand to the Great Hall, finding your seats as you remained silent.
"Did you forget your medicine?" He whispered in your ear, squeezing your hand gently.
"I ran out.." You mumbled back, leaning your shoulder against his.
He nodded, placing a small kiss to your cheek before throwing his arm around you, pulling you against his side. "Get some more, alright? I don't like when you're depressed.."
George: Accidentally letting go of George's hand in the gigantic crowd of students was probably the worst thing you could have done. He soon got carried away with the crowd as you tried getting to him, your breath quickening as you glanced around, people pushing past you as if you weren't there.
You could feel the anxiety attack coming and knew that you needed to get out immediately.
You pushed through the people, leaning against the wall, trying to calm yourself down as George finally got back to you, apologizing multiple times.