Harry Potter Characters X Reader

Harry X Reader

    Her golden hair had Harry staring. She was reading a book, her head resting in her hand, right cheek to right hand. Her left hand rested softly on the book's left page, occasionally running through her golden locks, twisting and twirling.

    Oh, how Harry longed to be able to run his own fingers through her golden locks to see if they were as soft as they looked. He yearned to press his lips against hers and to hold her petite body close to his own.

    "Oi, mate, you've been staring at her for a good half hour," Ron said, waving a hand in front on Harry's face. "Are you gonna talk to her or not?"

    Harry tore his gaze from her soft-looking lips to give Ron an incredulous look. "Do you really think I'd risk embarrassing myself in front of her? I'm sure she fancies someone else, anyway. Someone like Cedric Diggory or something."

    "Have you gone mad, Harry?" questioned Hermione as she joined them at the table. They were the only ones inside in common room, including (Y/N). "Haven't you noticed her looking over here at you for the past half hour? She obviously fancies you, for Merlin's sake."

    Harry turned to glance at (Y/N), catching her eye. Blushing, they both looked away quickly.

    "Oh, what do we see here?" two voices sang. It was Fred and George, coming down the stairs of the boys' dormitories. They stopped in front of Harry, giving him mischievous smiles.

    "We've noticed you and (Y/N) giving each other those eyes. Ah, young love! Do you remember when we used to be all shy and cute like young Harry here, George?"

    "I remember, yes! Are you having trouble confessing to her, Harry? We've got just the thing for you! Our very own creation: the On-Off love potion!"

    Fred handed Harry a little bottle with pink liquid inside.

    "If you drink this, you'll be able to confess to (Y/N) without any misunderstandings! George and I have the power to halt the effects of the potion with a simple spell. So rest assured that if something goes wrong, we've got you covered. She'll definitely know you're interested in her if you take this," said Fred, giving George a wink.

    "Oh, yes," said George. "You'll still be able to know what you're doing when you're under the potion's spell, so no worries! She can't say no."

    "Do you really think it'll help me confess to (Y/N)?" Harry asked hopefully.

    "I don't know, Harry," said Hermione. "It could be dangerous."

    "Oh, lighten up, Hermione," Ron said, rolling his eyes. "I say you go for it, Harry."

    "Okay, here goes." Harry uncorked the bottle. Taking a breath, he downed the little bottle in one go.

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    (Y/N) had been quietly reading her Charms book, glancing at Harry every now and then when she heard someone get up and walk over to her. She looked up, surprised to see it was Harry.

    "Um, hi, Harry. Do you need something?" she asked.

    Harry had a smile on his face, and he looked at (Y/N) like she was priceless treasure. He sat on the couch next to her.

    "(Y/N), have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

    To this, she blushed and shook her head.

    "Really?" Harry said, grabbing her hand in his and intertwining them. "Well, I'll say it now, then. You're beautiful, (Y/N)."

    "T-thanks, Harry. A-are you okay? You seem to be acting a bit strange," (Y/N) questioned as Harry moved right up against her.

    "I've never been better, actually. And it's all thanks to you, (Y/N)."

    "How so, Harry?" she asked.

    "I'll show you instead of saying it," Harry said, closing the gap between their lips.

    In his mind, Harry was freaking out over the fact that he was kissing her. He could feel her hands snaking around his neck, her fingers running through his hair. He acknowledged his own arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her as close to him as possible.

    And suddenly, the slight fogginess that had clouded his mind cleared, and he had the ability to move on his own.

    (Y/N) and Harry broke apart, breathing heavily.

    "(Y/N), would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" Harry asked her, scared of her answer. She smiled and gave him a soft kiss.

    "How could I say no to such a charmer?" she said, laughing.

    Boy, was Harry glad he had taken that potion.