Harry Potter One-Shots and Preferences

You Realize You Like Him (Preference 10)

01/20/21

Harry: Gryffindor, half, same year

"Hey (y/n)?" There came a voice from above me. I was sitting on a couch reading a couple of chapters from a book I had picked up from the library this morning. Looking up I saw Ron standing in front of me as if he had something to say.

"Yeah?" I closed my book and focused all my attention to him.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Yule Ball with me?"

"Did you wait too long to ask the girl you actually wanted to go with?" I chuckled wishing that he had asked Hermione to go with him, but he had waited too long and she ended up going with Viktor Krum. I don't think he knew that though.

"If I said yes would you still go with me?"

"Yeah." I giggled, "I'll go with you Ron."

"Thank you (y/n)." He let out a sigh of relief, "I'll meet you at 7:00 in the common room." I watched as Ron walked off to tell Harry the good news and I couldn't help but chuckle at his actions.

Over the past couple of weeks I noticed that there had been this slight tension between Ron and Harry. I thought that it had to do with Harry being dragged into the spotlight once again, but Hermione told me it was because Harry didn't get to take the person he wanted to the ball. I was instantly curious at who this person was. Cho maybe?

The night of the ball, Hermione and I helped each other get ready. She had to leave before me since she had to meet Viktor somewhere. I spent a couple more minutes fixing my hair until I realized I was going to keep Ron waiting.

"Wow." Him and Harry said in unison when I walked out into the common room.

"You look really nice." Ron grinned holding out his arm so I could loop mine with his. I wasn't sure if I was just imagining this but it seemed like Harry had this annoyed look on his face.

The night went way better than I could have expected. Ron was a much better dancer than I could have imagined.

After dancing for a while we both started to get thirsty so he went to go get us some drinks. As a slow song started playing, I headed to go sit down until Harry asked me to dance.

I couldn't help but smile as Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and grabbed my hand. He wasn't as good of a dancer as Ron was, but I figured Molly had taught him how to dance at some point in his life.

"I just want to say you look absolutely beautiful (y/n)." He blushed bright red and spun me around.

"Thank you." I whispered and before I could stop myself, I rested my head on his chest and I felt him rest his chin on the top of my head. When the song was over, I got out of his grasp and decided it was time to go find Ron.

Walking away from Harry, there was a smile on my face that wouldn't go away for the rest of the night.

Ron: Ravenclaw, muggleborn, year above

I absolutely hated being sick. I try not to use the word hate, but one thing that I do hate is being sick. My head was throbbing and every time I took a shallow breath, I could feel my lungs rattling in my chest.

It was my fault. I had no business playing out in the snow without a jacket. I thought back to yesterday's events.

The second I realized it was snowing, I ran outside with one of my closest friends. We stayed outside for a while until I realized that I wasn't wearing a jacket of any sorts. I stood there shivering in the cold until Ron Weasley walked over to me.