Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Keeper|Tom Holland

I decided to make a  Hogwarts AU where Tom and "Y/N" go to school together. I'm still annoyed that he insulted Hufflepuff but, like he wanted, I'll put him in Gryffindor and "Y/N" will be in Hufflepuff. And because it was hopefully a misunderstanding, he doesn't hate Hufflepuff. Like I said, I'm a little bit salty. Also the title sounds like a fricken My Little Pony fanfic.

I woke up, hearing my friend groaning in the bed to my right. "You okay there?" I asked, sitting up.
"I wish I was a Ravenclaw."
I chuckled at what she said and massaged my face, trying to properly wake up. "I'm gonna get food after changing and stuff, you coming?"
"I really need to study, (Y/N), sorry."
"I'll help you if you come get food with me?"
"Don't lie, you're gonna  be at Gryffindor table with Tom again." She said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Ha ha very funny. And he's just a friend, nothing else. I sit with him because there are people like you studying instead." I grinned as I spoke, making her close her books with a sigh, climbing out of bed.
"Fine. But you don't have to lie to me, you basically jump for joy at his initials."
"Pfft," I replied, brushing my hair, "no I don't!"
"You guys have known each other since you stumbled into his compartment with a bunch of sweets in your arms."
"So? We're third years now, I think I'd we liked each other we would have, at most, started dating two thirds into second year."

The way we met was pretty strange, I'd just bought some things from the lady with the trolley and the girls were all talking about stereotypically girly stuff- what nail polish they had bought from muggle shops, who was attractive at first glance and who wasn't. So, I pretty much just left with a mountain of sweets in my arms and went to a compartment that was empty, apart from one person; Tom Holland. When I sat down with a huff, he burst out laughing, making me chuckle and grab one of the things in the pile. "Don't ask." I said before he nodded.
"Can I have some?"
"Yeah, sure, help yourself!"
We spent the whole time on the train eating sweets and talking about what houses we hoped we were going to be in, what cards we had from chocolate frogs and so on. When we got to Hogwarts, my friends yelled for me to sit with them, but I just ignored it and sat with him and Haz. I learned his name then and Tom told me they has been friends for as long as they could remember. Harrison and Tom were put in Gryffindor and I was put in Hufflepuff. While I was walking to my table, Tom and Harrison gave me wide smiles and thumbs up, a guy whispering something to Tom, making him go pink.

"Sure you would." She replied sarcastically.
"Can you get out of the bathroom already?" I complained, completely dressed with my hair brushed. "It probably won't work, but accio toothbrush!" Nothing happened. "Whatever." I muttered, waiting for her to get out. The door opened and my toothbrush came flying out, hitting me in the face before dropping into my hand.
"And that is why I am trusting you with helping me study."  I laughed at what she said and went into the bathroom. I came out a little while after and we made our way to the Great Hall.

When I walked in, I saw Tom wave at me and I pointed to my friend, mouthing "in a minute." He nodded, a smile still on his face that looked fricken glorious as usual. So what if she was right about me liking him? Not like he has a crush on me. I sat down with her as she smirked, picking out food to put on her plate.
"What are you waiting for? Go sit with him." She said, practically shoving me towards him as I let out a laugh, playfully shoving her before  getting up and sitting with Tom.
"Hey, (Y/N)!" He greeted, a bunch of food already on his plate. Classic Tom.
"Hey! Where's Haz?"
He shrugged. "Probably hasn't woken up yet."
"I should have thought that already. I think he loves sleep almost as much as he loves (F/N)." I joked, making him laugh as he as some of his food. The light caught in his curly hair. I  might sound stalker-ish but I really want to put my hands through his hair.
"You gonna watch me and Haz in Quidditch?"
"I really wish I could, but I have to help my friend study."
"Oh." He said, disappointment clear on his face.
"How long will you be at practice?"
"I have no idea." He admitted, continuing to eat his food.
"Sorry, Tom." I sighed in frustration and picked out some food, eating it in silence.