Harry Potter Preferences

Flustered

Harry: Harry was usually the one to show affection in public. Which means you were the shy one. Which also means that he has a hard time keeping his cool whenever it came to times when you would kiss his cheek, or hug him or call him something sweet. His face would explode with red and he would have to turn his face away because you're giggling at him and he loves it when you laugh and he's having a hell of a time trying to keep it together already.

Ron: It was that one time you forgot your towel in the shower. You had to call Ron to get it for you and through the slit in the door, you could see his face turn a thousand shades of red. He started blubbering incoherently, seeming to ask you something. It took him a couple tries, but at last you figured out he was asking where it was. When he came back with it, you muttered thanks to Merlin because you were freezing your butt off. Which, of course, sent Ron into more fluster.

Draco: Draco had been a little broody these few days and, to your sadness, a little distant too. Then, one day, you were doing homework while he was reading a book in an empty library. He sighed more than a few times, each one making him sound like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. Then he spoke, saying that he had something to get off his chest. A little too concentrated on identifying the correct ingredients for a potion, you had muttered, "Is it your shirt?" It took a few seconds for you to realize the damage and then you died of embarrassment. Draco, on the other hand, was laughing with mirth.

Fred: You dropped something that muttered, "Screw me." Quietly and Fred was not going to let that slip pass without making a bit of use of it. Smirking, he got up and, wrapping his arms around you, kissed your neck. You, surprised, asked him what was wrong. He said, "You wanted someone to screw you, is that not?" Pink flooded your cheeks as you could only stutter.

George: The mischievous red head had somehow gotten hold of a clipboard and had borrowed someone's glasses. Now he was circling you with a thoughtful look in his eye. Then he kissed your cheek. You didn't show much reaction, as it was something he did everyday. He nodded as if he was a scientist and you were an experiment. He scribbled something down on the paper stuck to the clipboard. The he kissed you on the lips, causing you to blush uncontrollably. He surveyed you for a second. "Yep," he muttered, scribbled something down again and showed you. On it was written, I am undeniably in love with you.

Neville: You were sort of friends with Neville, you knew each other and talked a bit. Every morning, you realized that he always somehow forgot his tie once in a while. Of course, it irked you every time but you never did take action. Until one time when he forgot it three times in a row, you couldn't stand it anymore. You yelled, "Oh for Merlin's sake!" Marched right up to him, pulled him back to his dorm and tied the tie for him, all the while muttering death threats of he ever did forget it again and him blushing and stammering okay.

Oliver: One morning, after you had stayed a night at Oliver's, it was chillier than usual. You weren't a morning person so when you woke up, you were groggy as all hell. And cold, so you grabbed the nearest fabric and put it on. When you came down for breakfast, Oliver took a double take to see you wearing one of his shirts. When he recovered, he saw that you were absolutely adorable in it, as it went down to your knees. He blushed so hard, you, even in your half-drunk self, noticed and asked him about it. He, of course, couldn't form a sentence so you let it go.