Harry Potter Preferences/Imagines

Preference 8: You get hurt while he's away from you

Harry: Harry was off at Quidditch practice while you did your homework after he practically begged you to come with him and you refused; you normally went to his practices so you could ogle at your man on a broom, but Professor Snape was evil and assigned a massive Potions paper due in a few days that you desperately wanted to start so you didn't procrastinate on it like you normally would. So, there you were, in the Gryffindor common room by the fire writing away like your life depended on it, which it sort of did because Snape. As you wrote, you didn't think about where your fingers were going and the quill tip managed to get under your thumb fingernail and rip; blood wasn't gushing, but it hurt like hell. You got the quill out of your nail, clutched it to stop the bleeding, and muttered, "Harry's not going to like this when he finds out."

Ron: The fact that Ron was even away from you when you got hurt was shocking to you; that boy was almost always glued to your side if you two weren't sleeping in separate dormitories or he wasn't working and you were sleeping. However, whenever you did manage to pry Ron away from you to go to bed, you'd somehow have to pee in the middle of the night and groan inwardly as you slowly rolled out of your very comfortable bed to crawl to the nearest bathroom. So, you commenced rolling out of bed, but missed the floor by a mile and smacked your face on the floor and your hands when you tried to catch yourself. You cursed and slowly sat up, knowing Ron heard you and would be in your room in seconds.

Draco: The fact that you were dating the Slytherin Prince meant that if you got hurt and he was around, there was bloodshed and hexes thrown. It also helped that Draco didn't leave your side for one moment, so he was always there when you got hurt to take care of you. However, when you started your fourth year, your class schedules never seemed to line up, so your klutziness saved itself for that moment. Speaking of which, you were walking to one of the many dungeons for your Potions class with your housemates, talking about homework and boys and the like. You weren't looking where you were going, which was normal for you, and slammed into a wall, landing flat on your ass and cursing yourself all the while. You knew that the second Draco heard about this, it wasn't gonna be pretty.

Fred: For you, dating Fred Weasley and getting hurt wad sadly normal due to his pranks. But he always made sure you weren't so hurt that you were angry at him for very long. That also meant that when he was away from you and you somehow got hurt, Fred was the definition of a pill. For example, you were trying to help Ginny practice her flying skills while Fred and George set up a prank on Professor Snape; you'd told them that was a bad idea, but they didn't listen to you, so you were left on your own with Ginny. She'd managed to get off the ground after you did, and before you could properly land, a huge gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and flung you off your broom, sending you plummeting to the ground. You landed square on your tailbone, hearing the crack and knowing it was broken; Fred wasn't going to let you live that down when he found out what happened.

George: Like his twin, George never wanted you to be apart of his pranks for fear of getting hurt. However, when you didn't see him next to you in the Gryffindor common room after your nap, you were very concerned as to where he was and what prank he was going to pull on you; you were one of his victims for what he called his "dating pranks", ie the pranks he reserved specially for you. You slowly sat up and smacked your face into a rather hard substance that was placed directly in front of you. Sighting, you rubbed your nose and said, "Wherever George is, he's gonna pay for this."

Bill: Bill never wanted you to get hurt anyway due to him being a werewolf, so he always made sure he was by your side to protect you. However, one night you were craving tea and didn't want to wake him up because he needed the sleep and was too cute to wake up! You gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek and slowly padded down to your kitchen in your slippers, still being very careful to not wake Bill up. When you got downstairs and into the kitchen still without making a sound, you smiled to yourself and started making your tea sans magic because it was therapeutic to you. Once you got your teabag and mug ready, you started boiling the water and dozed off, daydreaming about Bill and you. This therefore meant that when you went to grab the kettle, you accidentally touched the burning hot metal instead of the handle, sending shooting pain up your arm from the hand you'd just burned. "Bloody fucking hell!" you swore and clutched your hand; this wouldn't be good.

Dean: You'd woken up on a fine Saturday morning without your man and a severe need to use the restroom. Where was Dean and why did you really have to go to the restroom? Sighing and slowly walking out of your bed, you trudged to the restroom adjoining the dormitory and slipped on a massive puddle outside the door. What the fuck happened? You slowly tried to stand up and slipped again, this time hitting your head and groaning in pain. You sat up on your forearms and yelled, "Whoever's in there should get out now! I just slipped and I think I'm bleeding." You didn't hear anything, but you did know that Dean was going to lose it when he saw your massive cut on the back of your head.

Young James: James, being a resident prankster, tried his best to curl his pranks around you because they could hurt you and he never wanted to hurt you. However, when you were walking around the perimeter of the Forbidden Forest, something caught your eye that wasn't human and you followed it; you'd always loved animals and had a soft spot to them. You smiled at the animal and cooed, "Hello there! Why're you so far away from your family?" Since it was pretty dark where you are, you didn't see how big this creature was until it stood on its hind legs and growled at you; this thing wasn't being hunted, it was hunting you! Not even bothering to speak, you whipped around and ran back toward the castle, attracting the thing and forcing it to follow you toward where you were heading. As you ran for your life, a branch hated you and tripped you, sending you to the ground and breaking your ankle. You tried to crawl away, but when you heard the howl, you shut your eyes and prayed that James found you before you died.

Young Sirius: Sirius always told you that you had to tell him if you were heading anywhere due to you being a massive klutz and not knowing where your feet were half of the time you used them. But when he was in class and you were alone on the Quidditch pitch doing your homework, you took that opportunity to practice the Transfiguration spell you'd learnt that morning. Grabbing your wand and the watch you'd used, you put the watch on the ground and gripped your wand while you prepared to say the spell. Not really thinking about what you were doing, you did the spell wrong and sent the watch flying at your face, hitting you smack in the eye and subsequently giving you a black eye. You didn't know what Sirius was going to do when he saw the black eye, but you did know that it wasn't going to be good.

Young Remus: Since Remus was a werewolf, you always made sure to keep away from him when it was the day of the full moon; that was his wish and you always managed to get around that rule without his knowledge. When you saw the moon appear while you did your Defense against the Dark Arts homework, you put your quil down and got your cloak from the hooks by the common room door, knowing Remus would be out in his wolf form by now and you wanted to see it. You slowly made your way out of the castle toward where you knew Remus would be and waited when you got there. Remus, in his wolf form, appeared shortly after you'd arrived and immediately smelled you, which normally was fine except for the fact that he was hungry and you'd cut yourself before getting there. The second he noticed you, you bolted, tripping on your feet and landing on your front. The growl you heard told you that this wasn't going to be good.

Young Peter: Whenever you and Peter would have date nights, he strangely was the one who got hurt and you never figured out why. However, when you were walking back to your dorms after your and Peter's date to Hogsmeade, something tripped you and you tumbled down the stairs the way you'd come. You also cursed like a sailor as you fell, letting your pain out and not even caring who heard you. When you finally landed, you rubbed your head and tried to stand up, but crashed back down the second your feet touched the ground. Sighing, you sat there and let your body try to recover, knowing Peter was probably looking for you and wouldn't be happy when he found you.

Young Severus: You'd woken up on a Sunday morning to no Severus and no roommates to push you out of your bed, as was their custom when Severus didn't sleep with you. Where was everyone, and why'd you get a strange feeling of being watched? Slowly getting out of bed, you stretched and didn't think about where your feet were going when you took your first steps toward the bathroom to actually join the land of the living. You took your first steps and slipped on what appeared to be some cloaks from your roommates; they'd either gone to the bathroom or were in the common room and discarded their cloaks. You fell backward toward the bed and smacked your back on the bedpost, letting out, "Bloody fucking shit!" While it was true that no one was in the room with you, you did know that the window was open and Severus could definitely hear you if he was around.