the boys of harry potter imagines.

harry potter.

"you don't know when to quit do you?"
her mother yelled,
slamming the door behind her.
"you don't know when to quit do you?"
y/n mocked,
rolling her eyes.
she mumbled curse words under her breath as she attempted to continue her school work.
she turned the radio on,
flipping through the channels.
she needed something to calm her down,
something to get her mind off of her despicable mother,
and something to distract her from thinking about harry.
"seventeen year olds harry potter, hermione granger, and ron weasley, have allegedly run away."
y/n looked at the radio quickly,
her heart sinking into her stomach.
she had wondered why the boy hadn't showed up to his classes,
and now she knew why.
"dammit."
she mumbled.
harry was the only boy she ever really trusted,
and she missed him.
she tried to avoid it,
and tried to deny it.
but no matter where she ran,
her feelings always caught up with her.
she place her homework away,
turned the light off,
and laid down on the fluffed pillow.
"goodnight, potter."
***
she pulled herself out of bed very slowly,
dressing herself up for the day ahead of her.
she found the pants that laid in her trunk,
and a sweatshirt.
harry slowly crawled into the dorm room,
raising an eyebrow.
she hadn't heard him come in.
y/n continued with her normal routine,
lifting her shirt over her head.
harry's eyes got wide,
his mouth turning dry.
"bloody hell.."
he mumbled,
adverting his eyes to the beds around him.
she threw her sweatshirt on,
shrugging as there was no shirt underneath.
y/n's finger wrapped around her shorts,
beginning to pull them down.
he jumped,
calling her name.
she flinched,
turning around quickly.
"potter?"
she questioned,
smiling.
harry smiled back at the girl and her nickname,
"hey y/l."
he spoke back,
biting his bottom lip at her.
"where have you been?!"
she questioned,
pulling him into a hug.
the smell of her perfume leaked into his lungs.
a scent he'd never forget.
and one he'd always love.
"in the woods."
he laughed.
y/n wasn't surprised.
by the looks of his clothes covered in dirt and grown out hair,
it looked like he had been living in the wild.
"come with me."
he spoke,
scratching the back of his neck.
"potter. i wouldn't survive,"
she sighed.
"come on y/n. bring whatever you need!"
he spoke with such excitement.
"harry-"
"please. i miss you."
her heart began to speed up,
and she took a deep breath in.
"um. alright. let me pack."
"brilliant!"
he celebrated,
helping her pack.
***
"you literally live in the woods."
she spoke,
surprise thick in her voice.
"yes."
he laughed.
the sun began to set,
barely giving them any light.
the boy and his friends began to light a fire,
everything surprising y/n.
harry came over to where she was,
draping his arm around her.
the warm fire flickered flames,
the heat traveling to their faces.
for once in her life,
she was nothing but happy.
happy with herself.
her surroundings.
happy with harry.
despite the world around them,
and the danger he was in,
he came back for her because
he missed me. 
"so where do i sleep?"
she asked,
watching the boys eyes began to hang as he grew tired.
"well- i uh- i was assuming you'd be okay with sharing the bunk with me in the tent but if not-"
"yeah! no! that's fine."
she laughed along with them.
harry rocked on the heels of his feet,
his hands resting in his front pockets.
"well i'm off to bed. goodnight."
hermione smiled.
"goodnight,"
ron awkwardly smiled,
walking away.
"what-"
"don't ask."
harry laughed,
draping his arm around y/n as they walked towards the bunk.
***
she laid next to a sleeping harry,
biting her bottom lip as the crickets near her grew louder by the minute.
she was paranoid.
anyone who is anyone has seen scary movies.
and right about now,
the killer would be near.
and death eaters were tricky.
what if they were found?
she scanned the room for any kind of threat,
her eyes landing on a silhouette sulking in the dark.
the figure stood in the dark,
holding a sharp object.
she swallowed thick,
shaking her head clear of the image.
but it stuck.
and it grew closer.
"oh god!"
she yelled,
backing away as far as she could.
harry shined his wand against ron's face.
"ron! blimey."
he sighed,
rubbing his eyes of sleep.
ron blushed with embarrassment,
"sorry guys. sleep walker..."
he informed,
walking back towards his bed.
y/n laid her head back down,
attempting to steady her racing heart.
"you okay?"
harry whispered as they all began to settle down again.
"honestly? no. i'm scared and i don't wanna catch any disease out here or get mur-"
the boy swiftly took a bold move,
placing his lips on hers.
she instantly felt herself relax.
and she felt at home.
she felt her adrenaline quicken again at the feeling,
but it was nice.
a good feeling.
"i'm sorry that was out of hand,"
he spoke,
clearing his throat.
"no. no."
she whispered,
holding onto the back of his neck as their lips connected once again.
"i'm glad you came with me,"
harry whispered against her lips,
pecking them again.
"thank you for coming back for me. i think i was starting to go mad without you,"
she giggled.
"yeah well. i'm here now."
"yeah. you are."