Harry Potter ❥ IMAGINES

Harry x Reader (Triwizard Tournament)

     Harry ran his fingers through your (H/L) hair, tousling it around. You were in a warm embrace, noses touching, breaths mingling. He gave you an award winning smile. "I love you," he whispered, but it was... off. It sounded almost like it was underwater. He began to distort, his face being consumed by darkness. He was gone.
     You snapped out of your slumber, palms sweaty by the dream of your crush. Actually, your whole body seemed sweaty, you were.. underwater? You tried to get up, but noticed that tight ropes were binding you to a wooden pole. The water was murky, and you could just barely distinguish the shape of merpeople swimming along, menacingly staring you down. You turned your head and saw three other people: a young girl with silvery hair, Harry's friend Hermione Granger, and Cho Chang. You began to panic, seeing as how these people were also seemingly knocked unconsciously.
     "Merlin's beard, get me out of here!" You called out, but your words were twisted in the water. You saw your arm pink, slightly bleeding due to your struggling against the ragged ropes. You accepted defeat and slumped down. Guess this is my life now. I wish I had a book with me or something, these merpeople aren't entertaining at all.
     A distinctive shape came into view. It didn't seem like a merman, it was more human. Black hair.. green eyes... Harry Potter. You concluded, proud of yourself. The pride suddenly was replaced by panic. Godric Gryffindor save me now. You pleaded as he swam towards you. He narrowed his eyes at the ropes and your raw wrists. He began picking at the rope, trying to get you out. He became increasingly frustrated at the lack of progress and bit his lip in concentration. Despite the situation at hand, you found it incredibly attractive.
     Something shiny caught his eye, and he swam towards it. It was a sharp, broken piece of glass. You gasped in alarm as he brought it towards you. "Trust me", he mouthed at you, tiny bubbles coming out of his mouth. You nodded, and he tore at the rope with surprisingly strength seeing as how he was underwater. When you were free, he gently touched your wrists. He gestured at you, and you wrapped your arms around his neck as he began to swim upwards. You looked worried at the other students still stuck at the bottom, but the worry went away when you saw other people tending to them.
     Realizing you were holding onto the famous Harry Potter, you deeply blushed. His arms felt warm against yours, and his messy hair looked majestic underwater. You suddenly broke to the surface. The rapid change in temperature shocked you, and you fell on the floor choking up water, shivering pathetically. "(Y/N)!" He yelped, alarmed. He rushed to your side and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around you. He didn't use it on himself even though he seemed just as cold as you were. "T-thank you," you managed to choke out. Madam Pomfrey took your hand and was about to lead you to a tent when Harry stopped her. "I know she needs to be treated right now, but I need a word. Urgently." He said in a persuasive voice. She looked exasperated but allowed for five minutes.
     "Why was I there? Why is there the entire school in the audience? Is this the triwizard tournament?" You bombarded. He held up his hands. "The task was to swim to the bottom of the lake to retrieve who you care about most. I guess," he stepped closer to you. "That was you." By now his face was inches away from yours, his hands already placed on your cheeks. "I thought you never knew who I was," you whispered. He kissed you deeply, filling you with a warm feeling that the towel wrapped around you could never duplicate.
     "(Y/N) (L/N), the star student that never backed down to a challenge, the one that dominated every quidditch match she competed in, the one that cheered the loudest when someone was sorted into her house, the one that.. that stole my heart." He chuckled and sheepishly scratched the back of his head. "Incredibly cheesy, but incredibly sweet. Well done, Potter." You didn't know where all this newfound confidence came from, but he seemed to like it. "Come on, we should wait in Pomfrey's tent. We can continue this in there." He smirked. You returned the smirk and took his hand as he led you to the privacy of the tent.
    

Hey there! I hope you enjoyed this Harry Potter one shot, I thought this would be a cliche and cheesy idea, but still cute. If you liked it, a vote and a follow would be greatly appreciated. If you have any ideas for future one shots, leave it in the comments, and I'll be sure to take it into account! Thank you so much for reading, see you in the next!