harry potter imagines and preferences {OPEN}

Harry Potter

For @101DarkAnglePrincess

Third POV

Surprisingly, Harry Potter didn't have a date to the upcoming Yule Ball. Sure, plenty, and I mean plenty, of girls asked him– and even tried to give him love potions!– but he wanted to go with a certain girl... Y/N.

"Harry!" Ron whisper yelled. "When are you going to get a date for the Ball?" Harry rolled his eyes. "Eventually." He groaned, getting back to work.

"Yeah, but I mean-"

Suddenly the two were smacked across the head. "I said silence." Snape sneered, folding his arms and stalking back to the other end of the classroom.

"Ron's right." Hermione whispered. "If you don't get going, Y/N might already have a date!" As she walked up to Professor Snape to hand in her work, Ron smirked. "So she's the girl you've been waiting to ask." Harry blushes slightly and twirled his quill. "Possibly."

Before Ron could say another word, the two were smacked by the professor once more.

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As Harry was walking down the hallway, he saw Y/N. It was only a few days before the ball and Harry needed to get a move on.

"Oh, hello Harry!" She smiled once Harry reached her.

At that moment, he realized asking Y/N out wasn't going to be as easy as it sounds. His knees felt wobbly, his stomach turned to butterflies, and his mouth became dry. "I-I, well erm..." He scratched the back of his neck nervously and Y/N giggled. "Having a little trouble, are we?" She teased.

Harry flushed a bright pink took a deep breath in an effort to calm his nerves. "O-Ok, so... You're going to the Yule Ball, right...?" Y/N's smile grew immensely wider. "Yes, yes I am."

"So, I was wondering, ya know..."

"Y/N!"

The pair turned around to see Hermione and Ron running towards them. When they arrived, Ron immediately hung his head and placed his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

"Godrick, I think I'm sweating."

"Ron, you only ran a few meters."

"Eating a lot has its pros and cons."

Hermione rolled her eyes and Ron slowly stood up straight. "Anyways, Y/N-" Hermione slapped a hand over his mouth, making Y/N giggle. 

"Ron, shh! You have to let them do it themselves." 

Ron shook his head, shaking away Hermione's hand and held her wrist tight to prevent her from covering his mouth again.

"Y/N, Harry really really likes you and is practically dying to ask you to the ball and I swear if you say no I'll-"

"Ron that's enough!" Hermione scolded, hitting his arm. Harry looked as if his face was painted red, but Y/N only grinned from ear to ear.

"We'll leave you too alone." Hermione said with a wink before leading Ron away.

Harry nervously fixed his hair and Y/N looked down at her feet to hide her blush.

"So, about that..." Harry struggled to find the words. "Er, if you wouldn't mind possibly going to the, erm, Yule Ball with... me?"

"Oh Harry," Y/N sighed happily, smiling wide so the corners of her eyes crinkled. "I would absolutely love to go wi-" Before she could even finish her sentence, Harry engulfed her in a gigantic hug.

"I'm so lucky." He sighed, a goofy smile playing on his lips.

JESUS CHRIST IM SO FAR BEHIND OMFG