Harry Potter Preferences

9/ Asked Out

Harry:

You were sitting in the house after burying Dobby, it had been a couple hours. You were sitting alone with Harry at the table, everyone else was busy doing something else. There was a small vase of flowers in the center, bunched up and half wilted.

"Seems kind of like a date. A really rubbish one." Harry muttered after a few moments, he hadn't spoken in an hour.

"Yeah, a little, I guess." You went along with it, but couldn't stop yourself from imagining what a real date with Harry would be like.

"Maybe after all this is over, and we're still alive, we could go on a real one." He mumbled kind of mindlessly, obviously drained from the experiences that just happened, but you heard him. And your heart skipped a beat.

Ron:

You and Ron never really asked and confirmed if it was a date, you guys just happened to start going places together. Like the movies, shopping, out to eat. It all just happened without vocal confirmation.

Draco:

After the Battle of Hogwarts, since he stayed on your side, his parents had to leave him. It was hard for him, losing them both, even though he knew he did what was right. His dad went to Azkaban, but after a week, he finally found contact with his mother.

"Y/N!" Draco yelled, running over to you. You had been sitting on a table outside a coffee shop, enjoying your hot chocolate. "Y/N!" He called again, as you stood up and greeted him.

"Draco?" You asked, very aware of all the attention he had just brought to you both from the people walking along the streets. You were also very confused, after the Battle, Draco said he needed some time alone to process everything that had happened, and although you would miss him, you let him go. "What is it?"

"My mother. She said she'd agree to meet with me." He smiled excitedly, and held up his letter in your face, signed Narcissa.

You read the letter, and your face broke into a grin, as he was practically jumping up and down where he stood.

"That's amazing Draco! But why exactly are you telling me this?" You asked, wondering why he had come running down the sidewalk to tell you this. Maybe he was just really excited, or maybe you were the only person he could talk to about it.

"Well, I want you to go with me." He explained, as your smile dropped. You couldn't imagine why he'd want that. His mom to meet the girl who stopped him from going to her.

"Um, do you, I mean, have you, well, thought it all out?" You stuttered, but he shoved it aside and kept smiling.

"I have. I want her to meet you, and you meet her. I want you guys to get along." He explained, as you raised your eyebrows. This boy hadn't talked to you in a few days and suddenly he wanted you to meet his mom.

"I don't know about this-" You started, maybe trying to convince him otherwise, or put some sense into his head.

"Please, Y/N. For me?" He begged, his puppy eyes going full throttle. You sighed, and bit your lip nervously, before giving in.

"Okay! It's a date!" You exclaimed, as he picked you up in a ginormous hug, a silly grin coming onto your face.

Neville:

You glanced back at Ron, Ginny, and Hermione as they came down the hill towards Harry. You knew Ron and Harry weren't exactly on the best terms with each other, so you decided to go for it and jumped into the knee-high lake water in your jeans.

You waded towards Neville as he smiled at you, then held out his hand for you to see what he was looking at. It was some sort of sea-grass, but it had tiny specks of purple within the plant.