LOVEFOOL; Harry Potter

Juniper never realised her harbouring feelings for Hogwarts 'boy who lived' until her hopeless romantic sister, Marie, made her realise why she'd memorised the colours of his eyes and helped escape the brush of death five times over as if it were a normal thing. Maybe there was more to this friendship than she'd originally thought.

Harry doesn't know when he fell in love with her. He loves the way that her red hair fell down her back and the way her freckles scattered along her nose and cheeks as if they'd been painted. He loves how funny she was and how willing she was to help him when no one else would. He questions if, maybe, he had been in love with her this whole time and hadn't realised.

{HarryPotterxFemOC}
{POA to Post-war}