Harry Potter Preferences

How He Deals With Your Weird Habits

Harry: You took extremely long showers. Harry didn't think much of it at first, but then he started noticing that your showers were getting longer. He was starting to wonder what you did in there, not that he ever considered asking you, he figured it was just too personal. So he asked Hermione about it. She laughed and told him not to worry about it, that it was a girl thing. Secretly she relayed his story to you. Harry was really surprised when your normal two hour long showers became a measly little more than half an hour.

Ron: One of the many reasons why Ronald Weasley loved you was because you loved food, just like him. Sometimes, one of you would suddenly feel really hungry and the other will get dragged in a search for food through the castle. Ron didn't just bear with your addiction of food, nope. He joined you and solemnly swore that he would forever be on your side.

Draco: You had a slight obsession with mirrors. No, it wasn't that you liked seeing yourself or something like that. In fact, you hated looking at yourself. You had an extremely low self esteem, so you considered yourself ugly. You avoided mirrors or anything at all that could reflect and show you just how horrendous you looked. Draco had noticed this and he questioned you about it. Stuttering, you told him. Draco's eyes softened and he whispered slowly in your ear, telling you that to him you were the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid his eyes on.

Fred: If you're best friends with the Weasley twins, there is no doubt that sooner or later you would develop a great liking for anything that involved mischief. While Harry, Ron and Hermione were known as the Golden Trio, you, Fred and George were the second era of the Marauders. Although, you three weren't exactly doing heroic things like saving the world of The Dark Lord, you spread joy and laughter all around the school. Except Fred, he also had an obsession himself, that was seeing you happy and laughing right by his side.

George: You were a total strategic nut. You loved making plans and excelled in it. So George was glad that he and Fred had you on their side and not with Filch because then the two of them would get caught sooner than you could say, "Weasley." That's how good you were. Usually, when you, George and Fred go together to draw out the plan for another new prank, you usually managed to leave the Weasley twins gaping in admiration and awe with a brilliant idea that neither of them could have thought of. Once, George had asked you that since you were so logical and could correctly guess what was going to happen in the future, he had asked you if you and him had any chance of starting a life together when you graduated. You just smiled and said that you really hoped so.

Neville: You were any the one who had the brightest mind, like Hermione or had the skill of thinking of the exact thing to say to people's snarky comments like Ginny. So when people like the Weasley twins teased you, you had a hard time thinking of a good comeback, stuttering like mad and mind racking for a suitable sentence. Then, hours later when you're reading a book in the common room, you'd jump up and start pacing back and forth because you had just thought of the perfect comeback. Neville would watch you pacing agitated, amused at the fierce and exasperated look on your face and the mumbles at how stupid you were for not thinking of it sooner. Then, he'd laugh till he toppled from his place on the couch.

Oliver: At first glance, you would seem like a totally normal person. Then people would start to notice your constant tapping of your fingers on your thigh, or the biting of your bottom lip or, if they shuffled a little closer, they'd be able to hear the humming of a popular song coming from your lips. That's the problem with you, you just couldn't seem to be bale to stand sit. That's also the reason why you loved Quidditch so much because you loved the feeling of adrenaline pumping through your veins, the sound of people cheering like thunder and the feel of the fierce wing pounding against your face and whistling past your ears. That's one of the many reasons Oliver loved you, because he had found someone who understood his love for the sport. You couldn't live without it because it kept you under control and Oliver loved it because he loved the feeling of racing along on a broom and Oliver loved you too, for no particular reason, because is there ever a reason needed when it's real love?

A/N

heyyyyyyyy GUYS. Really don't know who's going to read this, really but Imma write it anyway. Since, I really liked writing the song preference last chapter, I figured I could write anyther one for the next chapter. So SEE YOU THEN. :]]]]]]]