It was Christmas Eve and Harry refused to leave the house. You wanted to go out and look at the Christmas lights or maybe go to a movie, but Harry told you he wasn't leaving the house because it was too cold.
"Harry! Come on! I want to go out somewhere!" you whined, shaking Harry, who was sitting on the couch watching Quidditch.
"I told you I don't want to, Y/N," Harry said, keeping his eyes on the TV. You sighed and walked away in defeat, knowing Harry wasn't leaving the couch anytime soon. Unless...
You ran into your room and looked through your closet, stopping when you found your old Santa dress and hat. You put it on and grabbed your phone, Bluetoothing your phone to the house speakers and running back to Harry.
You stood in front of Harry, who looked at you confused. "Y/N, what are you doing?" he asked, staring at your outfit. "I told you we're not-"
You took out your phone and looked through your music until you found Jingle Bell Rock. You put your phone on the table and started doing the Jingle Bell Rock routine from Mean Girls. You had to do it for a performance once and tried your best to remember the moves. Harry watched you in shock and confusion. He had never really seen you dance, especially not like that.
When you finished your routine, you stopped and smiled at Harry, who was staring you with his mouth wide open. "You think we could go dancing tonight?" you asked. Harry nodded, but told you, you should probably change first. You agreed and went to your room, happy that your plan was a success.
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Harry Potter Preferences And Imagines
FanfictionI wanted to make a preferences book. Here it is. Enjoy. I do: Harry Ron Fred George Neville Draco
