Harry potter Seven minutes in heaven preferences

Harry

You pushed open the door of the room of requirement and looked around expectantly. Fred, George and Lee had invited you to their party. Your best friends Adela and Hermione had made you come. You looked around the room for your crush, Harry. Hermione smiled at you and beckoned you over she had found Harry and Ron.

Adela followed you to the other side of the room. You looked up at Harry. "Hey" you said quietly. He smiled at you shyly and continued his conversation with Ron. Adela looked at you and smiled "Let's go and get a drink" she said. You looked up at her. "Okay, no alcohol though" You walked over to the snacks table and grabbed an iced pumpkin juice. Just before you could take a sip Fred climbed on to the table.

"We are playing seven minutes of heaven" He yelled loudly. The chatter around the room stopped. George climbed onto the table with him. "Girls please go to that side of the room and boys please come over to Lee Jordan and place something in the bag."

Adela grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to the other side of the room. "I don't want to play" you muttered at her angrily. Adela just smirked at you "To bad so sad". Hermione came back over with a worried look on her face "I'm not overly excited about this Adela." She said. "You might get Ron." Adela looked at her cunningly. "And Y/N could get harry." You just sighed and looked at Hermione who was getting increasingly flustered by the second thoughts streaming through her head the only one enjoying this was Adela. You were worried you could end up with someone like Cormac.

"you can come back now" yelled Fred loudly. The girls walked over to where everyone else was standing. Fred started passing around the bag, the game had begun. Adela was elected to go next she dipped her hand into the bag and pulled out a remembrall she was ushered to one of the closets. After a second Neville was pushed in after her. Adela didn't particularly know Neville well but she thought he was hot. Seven minutes later Adela came out of the closet blushing with a slightly crumpled top. She looked at you and blushed "Neville is so hot" she gushed her experience out at you quietly. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled.

Adela turned to you "Hey, Y/N you should go". You at her tensely "I'm actually not so sure about this all now" you said. Adela sighed in your face "Come on it'll be great" she said. You didn't believe her but you supposed you would go. You walked up to Fred bravely and put your hand in the bag, you pulled out a golden snitch. Your heart fluttered you hoped sincerely that you had got Harry.

You were pushed into the closet by Fred around a second later Harry was shoved in and fell on top of you. "I am so sorry" he stuttered out awkwardly as he pushed his weight off you. You smiled at him in the darkness "It's okay Harry" you said. He helped you to your feet "I don't really want to drink fire whiskey" he said quietly. "I don't either" you replied eagerly. "May I kiss you" Harry asked. You looked up at his eyes shining in the darkness "Yes" you said. Harry cupped your face with his hand and kissed you softly on the lips, it was sweet soft and over to soon. Harry looked at you sadly, "sorry" he said. "What? Why?" You looked at him in slight confusion. "We are great friends I don't want to ruin that but I kinda like you". Fireworks erupted in your brain. "But I feel the same way can we please ruin our friendship". He grinned at you in the darkness and snaked his hand around your waist before kissing you again but slightly harder, much less tentative. You smiled into the kiss, he nibbled you bottom lip lightly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close to you. A small slither of light entered the closet.

George pulled the door open all to soon. "Time's up" he declared grandly. You looked at him annoyed he had interrupted your moment. You and Harry pulled away but not before he had whispered just how he felt about in your ear his breath made you tingle slightly. As you made your way out of the cupboard after George Ron looked at Harry pointedly "you better have told her" he said. You just looked at Ron and smiled.