Harry Potter Imagines

Love Me Like A Sister ~ pt. 2

The fifth year was worse than the last. Now when you weren't talking to your sister it was harder being in the same house. She was the only one who you loved to talk to, who kept being your rock when everybody was against you but not anymore. Now you were alone.

Besides all the hate you were given in your own house, there was Dolores Jane Umbridge- the toad. If she was anything, she was worse than Professor Snape. That peculiar little smile on her thin lips was irritating you, making you so furious all the time. She kept finding other reasons to punish you but the truth was, she hated you being a Muggleborn.

But there was Halsey, your too cute of a boyfriend.

"It's not that bad." he kept tracing his finger on the words carved in your hand. "Plus, I find it very sexy." he winked and you rolled your eyes, smiling at him.

"Oh really?" you looked at him from the corner of your eyes.

"Oh, yeah. My girl has a sexy scar on her hand. She fought a dragon, you know." he kept looking at you with so much admiration.

"More like a toad." you added and he snorted.

"A ferocious toad." he chuckled and kept his eyes on you, grinning. He could have sworn he saw you in his future. He saw you in this gorgeous house by the lake in a summer yellow dress and a big hat. He saw you holding your sandals and looking at the lake with him by your side. He saw himself wrapping his arms around you and watching the quiet surface wave calmly. "I love you." he whispered quietly.

Your eyes shot to his and you felt your heart suddenly pound faster and faster. He said it. For the first time, he said those words to you. And you kept looking at his calm eyes, the mix of brown, green and blue, and they watched you kindly and soft. They watched you with admiration and love, which made you feel warmth and safety. He loved you. "I love you too."

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It was late when you decided to leave the Ravenclaw tower. You knew if it was any later, your hand would suffer the consequences, so you sneaked out just before curfew.

And they were all there. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, fast asleep.

You smiled at your sister as she was having her hands under her cheek, drooling a little on the pillow. There were a few books under her feet, one on her hip and the other on the floor. "You and your books." you smiled to yourself and walked towards her. Firstly you took the book from her hip and put it on the desk. Secondly, you took the three books under her feet and put them in her bag and lastly, you took the blanket from the armrest and covered her.

Despite everything, she was still your sister. And sisters look out for each other.

But there were another two boys sleeping and drooling all over the house sofas. You went to Harry first, taking the open book from his face and closing it, yet before you managed to close it, a Quidditch magazine fell right on the floor but none of them budged. "Studying my arse." you whispered at him and picked the magazine. You summoned two more blankets with a simple summoning charm and covered Harry before you went to Ron. Ron was book free. There was only parchment and a few scribbled words on it but it made you smile just how peaceful he can be when asleep.

"Thought you didn't like Ron." a quiet voice came from behind you.

You smiled at the sound of it and continued to tuck Ron in. "I like him. He's the one that doesn't like me." you turned around and sat on the ground in front of Harry. "Plus, you can call it a motherly gene I had to inherit." you smiled, leaning your head on your hand.

It was when he noticed the words, similar to his. 'I am a witch, not a Muggle.'

"What does it mean?" he flickered his eyes to it and you quickly hid it under your sleeve.