Harry Potter Preferences

First Kiss

Harry: You and Harry were cuddling. It was the perfect moment. You sighed contently. Nothing could be better than this. Harry looked at you and smiled. You were so beautiful. His shyness evaporated and he called your name. You hummed and looked up at him. He smiled at you and gently kissed your lips. You were wrong. The moment just got better, so much better.

Ron: You were helping Ron with a Potions test which was going to be held tomorrow. And you were freaking out. Yes, you were the one biting your lip and pulling your hair, not Ron. Why? Cause Ron just wasn't paying attention. You were the kind of girl that when she does something, she had to do it right. So, it was freaking you out that there was a 70% chance that Ron was going to fail. Ron noticed and asked you about it. You answered honestly and Ron jokingly said that he would try to pass if you gave him a kiss. You thought it wasn't such a bad idea and so the deal was sealed. Ron never studied so much or got such high marks in his life. But nothing could beat the way your lips felt against his. Cause that felt bloody brilliant.

Draco: Draco did not like the way that guy was looking at you. And he definately did not like the way his body was leaning towards you. Sure, he saw that scenario plenty of times. It was you he was dating after all. But this one guy, he was taking it too far. The git was stroking your hair and you looked extremely uncomfortable. Draco felt his blood boil. He stomped over to you and "accidentally" shoved the imbecile, causing him to topple over onto the floor. Then, Draco grabbed you and kissed you passionately. When the kiss ended, the guy was nowhere to be seen. You looked dazed and Draco chuckled at your expression. You were his and his alone.

Fred: It was the first prank the Weasley twins ever did. And the one of the most amazing ones. Especially since Fred had got to kiss you for the first time. You had just reached the safety of the Gryffindor common room and the three of you were all dazed. George had to go lie down because he said he needed to calm down and catch his breath. That left only you and Fred. You had finally caught your breath and was going to exclaim to Fred about how awesome the prank was when you were swept off your feet and twirled
around in the air. Let's just say that your breath was suddenly cut short again after that.

George: He ran smack right into you. Boom. The both of you crashed onto the floor. Your lips brushed his for the smallest fraction of a second and your face burned red right away. George coughed awkwardly and got up. He extended his hand for you to grab. Your face still burning, you grabbed his hand and he pulled you up into his arms. And kissed you.

Neville: You had just gotten your results for a test you were really anxious about. You had absolutely refused to look at it, sure that you had failed it big time. Neville coaxed you gently to look at your paper, insisting that you had done fine. Finally, you peeked at it. Disbelievingly, you stared at it. Full marks stared right back at you. You let out a happy squeal. Neville laughed and kiss you softly on the cheek. You kissed him right back. On the lips.

Oliver: Gryffindor had won the house cup for the first time in seven years and the Gryffindors were certainly showing their house pride. Oliver was squeezing through the crowd, loking for you. He had an estatic grin on his face as he scanned the crowd for you. The he saw you talking to the Weasley twins and he ran over, took you into his arms and kissed you. The twins wolf-whistled and clapped, catching everyone's attention. When they saw Oliver kissing you, cheering erupted. The two of you came up for air, red in the face. Yup, Gryffindor really needed to win the house cup more often.