imagines [harry potter] (requests closed)

I Like You - Harry

It was no secret that I liked Harry Potter, but it was to him. Somehow everyone knew about it, even the professors, but it seemed like Harry did not. It all started in our third year when he comforted me after facing my boggart; my biggest fear. It was inenarrable for me. I just froze and did nothing. Without Professor Lupin, the best professor we ever had, stepping in, I may have stopped breathing. My best friend Y/F/N told me that it was like a huge dark cloud with arms reaching out to me. To explain it, I am afraid of things in the dark. I am not able to see where or what hides in the corners. I ran out as soon I realized that I embarrassed myself and started crying. I was sitting outside when Harry came up, surprisingly with a piece of chocolate. I do not know how he knew, but it made me feel better.

Harry and I became friends. I also got closer to Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, his best friends. In the end, Y/F/N was still the closest thing that I had beside my family. We were now all a bit older and in our fifth year at Hogwarts. I thought that last year had been horrible, but this topped everything. We had a new professor and she was taking over Hogwarts. Her name was Dolores Jane Umbridge and was sent from the Ministry of Magic. In her first lesson, Harry earned himself his first detention of the year and many followed. She used a quill that caused to scratch the words on the top of your hand. Many people suffered from that detention and that pink toad did not plan to do defence in practical experience. That is why, Hermione decided that we should start a group, in which Harry would teach us defence spells. In the first place, I only joined because I had this crush on Harry, but now it is really fun.

I was disappointed when he did not ask me to the Yule Ball last year. Some guy from a year above asked me but ditched me after ten minutes. I just sat in the corner, watching Harry look at Cho like I wanted him to look at me. In the end, Hermione and I were crying together about how the night ended horribly. Hermione was the first person, who seemed to notice my crush. Many people started to realize it afterwards and people began to make jokes about it or tried to give Harry some hints. Harry may never have noticed it, or why had he never mentioned it to me or his best friends.

It was the last meeting before Christmas break and I was excited to see my family again. I will miss my friends, but I was looking forward to the break of the pink evil toad. Hermione told me, before the meeting started, that Harry and Cho cleared things up. Which meant that Harry realized that his feelings for Cho were almost gone. Cho also told us through the meeting, that she was trying, to learn to live with the pain and grief. It should not make me happy, but it did. Many people wanted to date Harry because he was the Chosen One. Harry was more than that. He was a friend. My friend and he were one of the fondest people that I ever met. He deserved so much more than the painful experiences, he had to go through.

Much to my disappointment, the meeting ended fast. People complained, but left the room slowly. Hermione came over to me and Y/F/N. "Harry wants to speak to you," She told me and giggled. My best friend pushed me towards him before holding up both thumbs. Both of my female friends laughed again before they left. Okay, this is my chance. I took a deep breath before walking over. Ron was talking to Harry but stopped when he saw me. He told Harry some excuse, winked at me and left. I stepped closer and Harry shot me a smile. "What do you think about the meeting today?" He asked me and I felt a lump in my throat. I feared that it was the only reason, why he would speak to me. "It was ama-azing like always," I stuttered before stepping closer.

We were only a few inches away from each other. "How are you, Harry?" I asked him after a few seconds of silence. He frowned, "How could I possibly feel about being the Chosen One. Voldemort is back and Umbridge makes my life hell." I was caught off by the guard as he snapped. Harry realized it and shot me a soft and apologizing smile. "I am sorry Y/N. I know you only want the best for me." I relaxed and hugged him. "Harry, do not thank me. You are my friend. You are not just the Chosen One to me, but you are Harry. You can always talk to me." The boy pulled me closer and I felt him relax as well. "How do you always know the right words?" He asked and I laughed. I pulled away and stared into his emerald-green eyes. "You are different from the others and not because you are the Chosen One." We both laughed and Harry moved a few strands of hair out of my face. "You are different too," His eyes flickered to my lips and brushed my lower lip with his thumb. "I really want to kiss you right now," He whispered in a gentle tone. "What keeps you from doing it?" I whispered back and the corner of his lips moved upwards. Harry leaned down and places his lips on mine.

His lips were so soft and I could not describe the taste. It was just sweet and nothing else existed right now. Once we pulled away from each other, we both began to laugh. "I wanted to do that for such a long time," I admitted to Harry. "Me too."