Harry Potter Preferences

First Big Fight

Harry - It got to you, the group of girls crowded around Harry, giggling and twirling their hair between their fingers. You knew that Harry had been famous since he was born and you would have waved the lot off, if Harry hadn't looked like he was enjoying himself.
You rolled your eyes as the boy wonder himself walked over to you, leaving his gaggle of girls behind.
"Looks like someone's having fun." You muttered irritably, refusing to look him in the eyes as he came to a stop in front of you. Harry shrugged in response, a goofy smile on his face. "I'd be careful if I were you. They may try to slip you a love potion or something of the sort, I wouldn't put it past them. But they're only all over you because they think you're the Chosen One."
"But I am the Chosen One." Harry said dreamily, glancing back at the girl's behind him.
"Excuse me?" You demanded loudly, not even capturing Harry's attention. "What's that supposed to mean?"
You stormed away from him, tears forming in your eyes, but not before smacking him upside the head with the Daily Prophet.

Ron - Your seventh year (Ron's sixth) brought with it many fights between you and Ron because Lavender Brown simply could not keep her nose out of yours and Ron's relationship whether it was flirting with Ron, giving him ridiculous nicknames, or simply seeking him out in classes and the common room.
And now that he had been poisoned on his birthday of all days, she was always by his side, holding his hand and pretending that you didn't exist while you sat on his other side glaring at her. The entirety of the Weasley family, Harry, and Hermione were all crowded around his bed along with you and Lavender.
"La-" Ron spoke suddenly in his sleep, quietly, and the room fell completely silent. "La- ven-der."
"Won-Won!" Lavender suddenly squealed, clinging tighter to your boyfriend's hand.
"La-ven-der." Ron mumbled again.
You stood up furiously and left the room without a word, the eyes of the rest of the Weasley family on you.
Days later, Ron simply could not understand what he had done to make you so angry.
"You said her name in your sleep!" You yelled in frustration at him one day.
"Who's?" Ron asked, obviously confused.
"Lavender's, and since then she seems to think that the two of you are together." You said, finally letting your feelings on the subject show.
"Well what am I supposed to do about it?" Ron asked, growing irritated himself.
"Stop hanging about with her so much." You suggested. "And tell her that you're not together."
"You can't tell me who I can be around, and who I can be friends with." Ron argued.
"She doesn't just want to be friends." You insisted, tears forming in your eyes.
"You're wrong about her, you're just jealous." Ron stated irritably before stalking off.

Draco - Things had been great between you and Draco. He had asked you to be his girlfriend weeks before and you couldn't be happier... until you walked into the Slytherin common room to find Pansy sitting in Draco's lap, snogging him. Needless to say, you were very upset. You cleared your throat, fighting to remain calm and not rush to Pansy and rip out her hair, and got their attention. Draco was immediately on his feet from the second that he spotted you.
"I swear, Y/N, she kissed me!" He exclaimed desperately.
"Really?" You asked, glaring at your idiot boyfriend. "Because it looked like you were enjoying yourself to me."
And with that you turned and promptly left the common room, now on the verge of tears.

Fred - "Run!" Lee yelled as the dung bombs went off in Filch's office.
You, Fred, George, and Lee took off running down the corridor as Filch lurched out of his office in pursuit of you. The four of you barely escaped him, but made it back to the common room without a scratch.
You went up the stairs to your dorm to change out of your clothes that now reeked of dung, and when you returned to the common room you found Fred leaning against the wall by the stairs to the dorms, grinning while talking to Angelina Johnson who was blushing madly and twirling her hair between her fingers.
Your face flushed in anger and embarrassment and you rushed out of the common room through the portrait hole. Fred, who had spotted you leaving, followed you and stopped you in the hall.
"Y/N! Where are you going? Filch might still be on the lookout for someone to blame and-" Fred cuts himself off upon seeing the expression on your face. "What's wrong?"
"I saw you flirting with Angelina." You replied venomously.
"Oh, that? That was just a bit of fun, nothing serious." Fred says casually, waving the suggestion off.
"A bit of fun?" You asked incredulously. "Fred, I'm your girlfriend. You can't go around flirting with other girls!"
"Says who?" Fred asks, scrunching up his face.
"Says me!" You were yelling now.
"I swear, it was nothing!" Fred insists.
"You are the limit!" You exclaimed before promptly marching off down the corridor.

George - You had started helping around George and Fred's joke shop since the two of you had gotten together, and you loved it. You worked mostly in the back room of the shop mass producing the items sold in the shop with magic.
Everything ran smoothly both in the shop and in your relationship, until your brother decided to come and visit you in the shop one day. You walked out of the back room intending to restock the shelves, when you ran into him. The two of you talked about your parents and siblings, your relationship with George, and your new part time job at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes until an angry George ripped you away from him mid goodbye hug.
"What do you think you're doing?" You asked indignantly.
"I could ask you the same." George replied angrily. "What are you doing flirting with someone else?"
"Do you not trust me?" You demanded incredulously.
"I did." George said dramatically.
"Stop being a jealous prat!" You said, shaking your head. "He's my brother, George."
George let out a small "oh", and you led your brother out of the shop where you finished saying goodbye.

Neville - Let's be honest: Neville is just too sweet to fight with. Maybe small quarrels but no big fights. It's all sunshine and rainbows between the two of you.

AN: So... I'm thinking of adding either Oliver Wood or Cedric Diggory to the preferences, so let me know which you would prefer. Also, I'm sorry that Draco's is shorter than the rest.