Harry Potter Preferences

Song Preference

A/N: AGAIN. I'M SORRY. I REALLY LOVE WRITING THESE. I'M SORRY.

Song: You Are My Home- Avicii

Harry:

Oh, you shine bright
Brighter than all the stars
Brighter than fireworks
So, I give you all my love

How would Harry describe you? He really didn't know. If he had to though, he would say that you were a constellation, little shining stars made up your bright personality. Everywhere you went you left a little trace of stardust, making the place a little better than before you stepped in. You made Harry smile and laugh. You were his happiness. And for that he gave you all his love.

Ron:

You are the place where
I can rest my weary bones
You are my home, home, home

Having five older brothers can be tough sometimes. Especially when they all excel at one thing or another. Living under someone else's shadow isn't exactly bloody brilliant, to put it in Ron's words. He tried so hard, even being best friends with the Boy Who Lived only helped a little bit, in fact, it actually adds yet another shadow for him to live under. Everywhere he went, it was, "Charlie this," or, "Bill that". It was only when he was with you does he feel a sense of peace, of acceptance. He felt that you accepted him for who he was, second place and all. You loved him for who he was. You were his home.

Draco:

You're a diamond
Brightening my cloudy skies
Sparkling all through the night
Light me up like fireflies

Draco was in hysterics. It wasn't the good kind too. He was just assigned a task by The Dark Lord himself. If he had been given the job back when he was still under the illusion that The Dark Side was the way to go, he would have been overjoyed. But now he couldn't be less broken. You saw him one night, clutching the bed post like it was his lifeline. You ran over to him and tried to soothe him, telling him that things were going to be okay, even if you didn't have the slightest idea of what was happening. Your words rolled over and over in his mind. It's going to be okay. I'm going to be here. I'm not leaving you. Oh, Merlin. Where would he be without you?

Fred:

You're my number one
There's no doubt
And we stick together throughout
Like boy scouts, we about
All for one 'till lights out

Whenever Fred wanted to go on a night adventure, he would call on George or you. Then, you go around the castle rigging pranks and trying not to get caught by the teachers patrolling. Of course, the three of you had been caught before, many times actually, Once, by Dumbledore himself. He had suddenly appeared by your side when you were busy setting up another prank. None of you had noticed him standing there, you were too busy trying to figure out why the setup didn't work. Then a voice made you jump, "I think you should tighten that knot there, Misters Weasley, Miss (Y/N)." Then, with a wink at you, he flounced off, waving his wand at random things. Fred then looked at you, "That was nice." George replied with a, "I think we should probably dismantle the slime flinging machine in his office." You laughed and said, "No, boys. Something told me that he would actually find it quite enjoyable."

George:

Oh you shine bright
Brighter than all the stars
Brighter than fireworks
So I give you all my love

It was your last year in Hogwarts and it was the Weasley twins' last year too. And they wanted to go out with bang. So one day they said to you with excited hand gestures and loud voices, bang equals BANG and BANG equals fireworks. Weasley twins logic, everyone. So it was decided. A fireworks show it was. You spent weeks on it, making sure it was safe and even conducted a few experiments here and there. Then the big day came. The three of you, on broomsticks, flew into the examination room and started setting off fireworks. The students down below oohed and ahhed at the sight, but you grinned at them, letting them know that the finale was still coming up. Then, when practically the whole school was outside, you, Fred and George set off the biggest one yet. It exploded in the shape of a W and a (Ur 1st initial) and as the students below hollered in awe, George flew to you and kissed you full on the lips. Best year ever.

Neville:

Stand beside me
When I don't deserve it
That's why I say
I give you all my love

Let's face it, Neville isn't exactly what you would call a confident person. In fact, he had many insecurities. Sometimes they loomed up above him and made him want to jump off the Astronomy tower in despair. There was only one reason why instead of running to the tower at top speed, he tried to glue himself to the chair in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room. That reason was you. You never knew he felt this way, you would just go along with it when he asked you. actually it was begged you, to read him something or do some homework with him. Then when he calmed down, he'd hug you and say he loved you and thank you so so so so so so much for everything and existing really.

Oliver:

You are my home, home, home
Wherever I may roam
You are the place where
I can rest my weary bones

Oliver was going to die. Well, not really. But it sure felt like it. What made him feel like dying? His bones had turned into jelly. His brain was mashed potato. His eyes could barely see where he was putting his two hands- oh, sorry, feet. He stumbled into the common room where you were waiting for him, You gasped when you saw him and ran to him. Helping him to the couch, you muttered something about how he should really stop practicing so hard. He hummed and let out a grunt as his back hit the soft cushions. You used a spell to dry him off and ran your fingers through his now dry hair. "You are an idiot." You said to him and he smiled, "But you love me anyway." and burst into a fit of coughs. "Nice try, you dork."