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Hey! I’m Gigi <3 (she / they)

I should’ve done this sooner since it’s almost been a month of me being here but I mostly write on wattpad, @/solareflares, but I’ve decided to come here and do some oneshots and a possible story, i don’t know just yet.

MASTERLIST! 

WHO I’LL BE WRITING FOR:

Mostly Harry James Potter tbh, but I’m willing to venture out of that as I’ve written for James Potter and Nancy Wheeler and I’m hoping one day I’ll do more like Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Marlene McKinnon, Mary Macdonald, etc. Also I’m probably going to go outside of the hp universe, maybe the grishaverse, marvel, the stranger things teens, and more since I can’t think of literally any other fandom atm)

I’ve considered writing smut, it just depends since I don’t know how to write it, but as seen in Behind Closed Doors, I do makeouts and stuff leading towards smut as of now, but then again it could always change.

Requests are always open and I’ll get to them as soon as I can, also I disappear every once awhile but I always come back lmao

so the tiktok ban got me back here REAL QUICK anyways. . . I'm backkkkkk :)) This has been in my drafts for a LONG while now and I've finally finished it after like forever, given I do have more time now I will say I'm def gonna be more active on here!!!

now without further ado, may I FINALLY present . . .

UNRAVELED | Harry Potter

Harry Potter x fem!slytherin!reader

Summary! In which Harry Potter and Y/N L/N decided to keep their relations a secret given the deep rooted rivalry between their houses but it seems no matter how well they've hidden it, secrets always have a way of coming out, especially when a certain red head finds his way into it.

Warnings / Content! Harry is absolutely whipped it's crazy, an argument between our favorite besties, Ron being an ass ( still love him tho ), no real warnings tbh, fluffy ending.

It seems our secrets have come awry.

Within the stone walls of Hogwarts school for witchcraft and wizardry green and red were always at each others throats. Between quidditch matches, the race for house cup points, and the simple rivalry that had initially sparked back in Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin's days, there was always a clash between the two houses.

So when Harry James Potter, golden boy of the lion house himself, had found himself infatuated with Y/N M/N L/N, one of Salazar's most sacred snakes, he figured it'd be best to keep their relations quietly hidden behind closed doors.

Y/N L/N was an ideal Slytherin. Cunning, prideful, even prefect. He didn't know what it was about her that made her so different to him. It might've been her strive for success, the way she may be self righteous at times but still was relentlessly selfless, or the fact that no matter how many times she had been given the chance, she was steadfastly fair. Harry soon decided he may never know what it was about her and truthfully it didn't matter, he was completely and undeniably in love with her, each and every part.

"There's no way I missed that!" Y/N exclaimed with a hearty laugh. Currently the two were hidden within a blocked off corridor, a halfway point between their two worlds. Late at night during a time where the two of them didn't have to worry of others.

"You must've, there's no way you can just miss Filch screaming down the halls, completely purple!" Harry chuckled, it only caused Y/N to laugh more, falling into his chest.

Her laugh brought him nothing but bliss, no matter how muffled it was, it echoed through his chest and rang like a symphony to his soul.

Once she had finally composed herself she spoke again, "One day, in the far future, I will give my highest of regards to the Weasley twins for their antics."

"They wouldn't want it from you."

The new voice startled both of them. No one was supposed to be awake at this hour, the two snapped their heads and jolted away from each other.

Harry felt his heart drop, Ronald Weasley, his best friend since the first day he stepped onto the Hogwarts express, stood there before him. His expression, shocked and furious.

"I'd head back to the dungeons if I were you," Ron began, staring Y/N down. "Sure your cousins would notice the head snake left the den."

Harry could see her irritation form, "You are so lucky I don't have my wand on me Weasley-"

Harry stopped her and told her to head back, there didn't need to be a scene ringing throughout the castle. This was bad enough as is.

The argument that the two had once Y/N had been out of earshot was one that they had never had before. It wasn't some petty row or a small spat, it was a true argument with venomous words that pricked at Harry's heart like thorns.

"She's a snake Harry! Head snake at that!" Ron exclaimed after Harry shooed him into an empty classroom he then charmed to be silenced, in hopes no one would hear and come looking for what the sound was at this late of an hour.

"That shouldn't be an automatic rule that she's horrible!" Harry retorted, "She despises Malfoy more than us, Ron! She doesn't believe in any of-"

"You don't think that's true do you?" Ron remarked, his voice raised. "Harry she's fronting to get close to you-"

"She is not!" It was harsh, Harry meant for it to be.

"And you're just so sure of that?" There was an accusatory tone in Ron's words, "For all you know she's probably working with Malfoy to get in your head, find out your secrets-"

Harry wanted to drown his words out, you know Y/N, you know none of it is true, it became a mantra in his thoughts, repeated so loud he wondered if the outside world could become completely silent if he kept it going.

And if it could have, it didn't happen soon enough.

"It's not real Harry! She doesn't love yo-"

Harry was happy to know he'd never hear what Ron planned to finish his sentence with, because within seconds he was out the door and long gone on his way back to the Gryffindor tower.

At this point he didn't even bother to put the invisibility cloak he had brought with him back on, he didn't care who saw him anymore. He had never felt so angry, even more so with the boy he considered a brother. How could he say those things? He doesn't know her like I do. He doesn't know her at all.

Ron was supposed to be his best friend, he was supposed to have his back, Harry was supposed to count on him no matter what and now he didn't know what to think.

OVER a day had passed and Harry hadn't even looked at Ron. Harry could only hope Hermione was still in the dark and Ron hadn't spilled the beans to her or anyone else for that matter.

He fell back onto his other friends for the day and hoped no one picked up on the rift between them, only until later that night, at a quarter past midnight was he finally able to see to the one thing he knew he could count on.

Y/N.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about!" Harry expressed to Y/N after letting her know of the argument. (Of course without giving the explicit details that he knew would hurt)

Y/N watched as he paced back and forth.

"I don't blame him, It's a reasonable thought for a Gryffindor." Y/N tried, Harry shook his head quickly.

"It's not! He doesn't know you, he can't say those things! I just- I can't believe it!" Harry threw his hands up in exasperation. Y/N stood up and gently grabbed his hands, causing him to stop in his tracks and turn towards her.

It took not even a second for him to completely melt once his eyes met hers, it was a normalcy about her that he'd always love.

"Look I appreciate the sentiment but it makes sense, I'd think the same in his situation." Y/N said quite frankly, "Truthfully I would've said much worse about it to, me being me and all. I understand it."

Harry's heart hurt. "You shouldn't have to."

"And yet I do." Y/N squeezed Harry's hand slightly. "I am head snake after all. I get why you're mad and I get why he's mad. Though I don't know much of anything of Weasley and as you know most days I don't care to, I do know you. You and him have a bond, a very strong bond. I can only hope it doesn't end with us on opposite sides again but you two will make it through this. I swear that to you."

Harry knew deep in his heart she was right, no matter how furious he felt, she was the smartest Slytherin had. She was always right.

It would take many nights of arguments and cruel words, the unfortunate involvement of Hermione and many consoling nights in Y/N's arms, but it happened eventually. Though Ron isn't entirely for Y/N, he wasn't entirely against her and that was enough of a start for Harry.

ah thank you so much!! and absolutely, I've been meaning to do one like this for awhile now <3

here is . . .

Beyond Our Hearts | Harry Potter

Harry Potter x fem! reader

Summary! In which during the battle of Hogwarts, Y/N L/N has a strange vision of her boyfriends parents while fighting for her life.

Warnings / Content! y/n on the verge of dying, mentions of death and passing, a worried harry but majorly fluff besides that.

It all happened so quickly.

From throwing as many spells as she possibly could at opposing death eaters to having the world go pitch black, Y/N L/N's life had flashed before her eyes like a bolt of lightning.

She had awoken in a room of nothing but pure light. Looking around the room seemed to shift, one moment nothing but white to the Gryffindor common room, the forest of Dean, the great hall during the Yule ball, it configured itself to places she had known too well.

And as vast as it had originally happened, it had become grimly clear to Y/N what was going on.

"I'm dead," Y/N's voice was a bare breath, as light as a feather but weighted with nothing but despair.

The second those words had escaped her lips her mind had only thought of one thing.

Harry.

How's Harry? Would he be joining me? Does he know? The thoughts were drowning her.

"I've died," She repeated. She felt her eyes begin to water. This couldn't be the end could it? She was barely eighteen this was supposed to be where life truly began, not where it ends.

"Not exactly."

Harry Potter x fem!reader

Summary! In which Harry Potter and Y/N have to move forward from the destruction of the war.

Content / Warnings! Set in post war, mentions of death and war, grief but with a cute little fluffy ending.

one step forward and I'll take it with you.

Harry Potter knew there was going to be mourning after the war, he just didn't think it would take as much of a toll on him as he thought.

With funeral after funeral, it felt as though he was drowning in his grief and the second he had found his way out, the waves had dragged him right back under.

He tried to find his way out, looking for a beacon of hope, though it was hard when all he kept thinking was that it was all because of him.

The war was caused because he had survived Voldemort's previous attempts at taking his life, and instead he took countless others before Harry had taken his.

It was a hard thing to swallow, time had eased the agony but never erased it.

There were so many times he felt like running away and never coming back, sure things were over but it always came back to haunt him. He had considered it countless times, but he never went through with his plans.

There was just one person who had made him stay.

Y/N L/N was the hand that helped Harry out of the consuming deep waters, she was his lifesaver.

Y/N had brought something new into his life and suddenly the ocean of grief that drowned him had dried out and an island of paradise had taken its place.

With Y/N's help Harry had found the strength to begin to move forward and it did it by her side, holding her hand, his heart mending with hers.

Harry Potter x gn! reader

Just a small fluffy blurb about Harry and Y/N at the black lake <3

"You know sitting out here, at the black lake, in the middle of the night is kind of weird, right?" Y/N asked Harry as they sat down next to him.

"And you know, the fact you know I'm sitting at the black lake in the middle of the night is even weirder right?" Harry quipped back with a snarky grin, turning his head to see Y/N in their fullness.

"Well when you put it that way,"

They both let out laughs.

Harry felt his mood immediately brighten at the sound of their laugh, he wanted nothing more than to keep it on replay in his mind and hear it play for the rest of his life.

"So why exactly are you out here, all alone?" Y/N asked him, pulling the strings of the hoodie they were wearing.

Well, Harry's hoodie. The one that he had given to them back in their fourth year that they never gave back. Harry had known they kept it, Harry had never said anything, he quite enjoyed seeing them wear it.

"Just thinking," Harry replied softly, turning his head to look at the moons reflection in the deep waters of the black lake.

"Well, you deserve someone to think with." Y/N gave him a sweet smile, a smile that warmed Harry's heart to the point he felt it was on the brink of falling out of his chest.

He returned their smile, somehow managing to beam even brighter, and pulled them closer.

The silence was nice. It was calm and quiet. Harry loved it.

KEY:

RED = Angst

PURPLE = Fluff! (PG)

BLUE = Suggestive (if I ever write smut it'll be here and with a *)

HARRY JAMES POTTER:

JUST FOR A MOMENT!

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS!

ALL THAT WE'LL EVER BE!

CHRISTMAS WITH YOU!

DEEP WATER THOUGHTS!

FOREVERMORE, TOGETHER!

BEYOND OUR HEARTS!

JAMES POTTER.

INFECTIOUS!

DOWNFALL!

NANCY WHEELER.

I WISH I KNEW! (both fluff and angst)

Harry Potter x fem!reader

Summary! In which Harry Potter decides to give his girl the best Christmas she could ever have.

Set after they graduate from Hogwarts, Harry being adorable, no warnings just pure Christmas time fluff.

Harry Potter was on a mission this December.

Give Y/N L/N the best Christmas ever.

Harry and Y/N had spent Christmases together before, at Hogwarts in the Gryffindor common room, Grimmauld place, and now for the first time they're celebrating in the brand new apartment they had bought together.

And he wanted it to be the most memorable Christmas for her yet.

Harry knew Y/N better than anyone else, there was no doubt but when it came to present hunting, he was at a hault.

It seemed as though all recollection of what she had wanted in the past had disappeared from his memory.

He stopped at every shop he could think of hoping it'd spark a memory and give him some insight, but none of that had come.

So he put the present hunting on pause and went to the next stage of his plan.

Decorations.

He went to every shop in London, grabbing every garland, wreath, fake snowman, and small plastic tree he could get his hands on.

While Y/N was away at work on December first, he put all of the decorations up, tightening every light bulb, fixing every loose strand, making sure the star on top of the tree was aligned perfectly, he stood back as he put the finishing touches.

It was as beautiful as she was, as perfect as he had envisioned it.

Y/N had greeted him later that night with a smile bright enough to shun out the sun, it brought a familiar warmth to Harry's heart. But he wasn't done just yet.

Throughout the following weeks leading up to the notable holiday, Y/N came home many nights to see Harry standing over the oven, with a welcoming smile, calling her over to smell the treats he had cooked up for her.

And Y/N never stopped being surprised when he came up with something new for her to try, sugar cookies to bundt cakes, brownies to gingerbread houses. Y/N adored Harry and how he truly went out of his way.

And on Christmas day it seemed Harry's efforts had paid off.

"Merry Christmas my love," Harry had smiled on Christmas morning as Y/N had shuffled awake next to him.

"Merry Christmas Harry," Y/N spoke, still tired but returning a smile just as bright.

Harry didn't waste a second to pull her into his embrace and connect his lips with hers.

Y/N was taken back for a moment by his sudden movement but smiled into the kiss nonetheless, it was perfect. Waking up on Christmas morning, the barely noticeable sun seeping into the room through the snowy window, laying next to the perfect boy.

Y/N didn't think there was anything better than that.

Harry reluctantly retracted his lips from hers and walked with Y/N downstairs, he didn't want any more time to pass.

Y/N had been stunned when she had walked into the living room of their apartment.

On the wall was a white screen, a projector, a wall that had been covered in moving memories that seemed to have been taken out of someones mind and plastered across the wall.

Y/N was on the verge of tears seeing the years pass by before her own eyes, from Harry and Y/N's first meeting, first day, their shenanigans throughout the years, their first kiss, first I love you, first Christmas together, her life with Harry stood before the pair, showing exactly how far they had come from being timid eleven year old's.

Y/N turned around and engulfed Harry in the biggest hug he felt he had ever received, wrapped in a loving warmth that he never wanted to stop feeling.

"I take it you like it," Harry questioned happily, as he smiled into her hair.

"I love it Harry," Y/N replied swiftly, a grin seemingly sewn across her face. She looked up from Harry's chest, where she had buried herself, "I love you Harry, thank you for the best Christmas ever."

"I love you more, love." Harry had returned, the day had just started and his mission had been accomplished.

What the rest of the day was a mystery to Y/N, whatever Harry had in store for her would be worth a lifetime of memories, but none of these material things had mattered.

All Y/N ever needed to have a perfect Christmas was a warm fire place, a blanket or two and the man she loved oh so much.

Harry Potter was the perfect Christmas.

He was all she ever needed.

James Potter x fem! reader

Summary! In which James Potter realizes the one he loved was never Lily, but the one he consider a best friend, the one who had fallen astray.

Warnings / Content! Angst, Jealousy, no happy ending, just James realizing he lost the one for him.

chase two girls, lose the one.

From the moment James Potter could ever remember being able to remember, Y/N L/N had been there.

From his eighth birthday, right next to him as he blew out the trick candles on his cake.

Right beside him as on the first train ride to Hogwarts as he met the boys he'd soon call brothers.

His first quidditch game, being the loudest to cheer him on in the stands.

And even now as seventh year graduation had inched closer and closer as the days went by.

She never left.

Y/N went through all of the ups and downs with James.

Gryffindor parties and getting smashed together as they danced their worries away, talking in the kitchens late at night, sharing homework answers that James had gotten out of Remus, they had happy memories to last a lifetime.

But then again best friends fight, and the pair had seen some of the worst of it.

Fights about how he was distant, how she put all of her focus on studies and didn't have time for him, how he seemed to care more for quidditch than he did her, the constant drifting apart and missing their plans, the list went on.

But even then they were still there for one another. Pulling through every time.

Still Y/N and James.

Best friends.

Well that's what they believed.

Until the laughs they had shared had become something else, their staring contests had become an admiring free for all, and their friendly hand holds had become something that left them aching for more.

Whether they had wanted to admit it or not, they weren't as friendly feelings as they thought.

But I can't like James, Y/N had persisted to herself.

I can't like Y/N, James had told himself over and over again. I like Lily.

Lily Evans.

The only girl James Potter had ever felt something big for, from the moment she bumped into him on the Hogwarts train when he went looking for Y/N, who had chased after the sweets trolley.

The redhead had always cast James's feelings for her aside. Y/N had never understood why.

James was James Potter, golden boy of Gryffindor, star quidditch player, and all around a ball of sunshine, he made you feel like the only person in the world, hell if he could he'd give you the world.

It didn't take much longer after this argument in seventh year, where she had blown up at James for forgetting their study plans to go chase after Lily once again, to realize that she did truly feel something more for her best friend.

It had also been the argument that James had come to terms with the fact he as well felt something more for his best friend.

But it wasn't going to change anything.

Because hours before the argument, James chased after Lily and she let him. She let him ask her out to Hogsmeade and she accepted.

The two had been distant since.

Y/N seemed to avoid James, finding a reason to leave the room when he arrived, joining a tutoring group so she wouldn't study with him, she stopped going to parties, she stopped going to games, she stopped being there.

Because of her.

Y/N never hated Lily Evans, she had nothing against the girl. Except she did.

She wanted to be her.

She wanted to be the one James kissed when he won a game, she wanted to be the one he danced on tables with at parties, she wanted to be the one he chose.

But she wasn't.

As Y/N drifted away, so did James.

After awhile, he stopped making an effort to chase after his best friend.

He felt if he did he'd do something he shouldn't have, say something that he didn't know how she'd react too.

And as time passed on, his attention became undivided to Lily.

Because if he looked towards her, he'd never stop.

Loving the girl he had dreamed of since he was a child, was amazing, James loved Lily Evans.

But James Potter was in love with Y/N L/N.

And that'd never change.

As more and more time had passed he realized he'd never stop. That Lily wasn't his first love, Y/N was.

But it'd never change anything.

Y/N had moved on in her life, picking her career path, gathering her cap and gown, and soon enough Y/N had spent half a year without James.

And now they were graduating.

Their lives were just beginning. And they'd do it without one another.

Y/N had moved on.

James realized he had lost the one.

Nancy Wheeler x fem! reader

Summary! In which Nancy and Y/N's secret feelings for one another are revealed when Y/N is concerned about the plan to take down vecna and the looming danger.

Warnings / Content! Some angst, friends to lovers, mentions of vecna and the upside down, mentions and concerns of injury and loss.

Nancy and Jonathan broke up pre season 4 here!! (my Jancy heart hurts with that but i just love Nancy too much)

800+ words full of Nancy and Y/N

I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me.

"I don't know about this Nance," Y/N L/N worried as Nancy told her the plan she had already set in motion.

"Y/N we don't have much of a choice," Nancy replied, with a small shrug. "Vecna is here and he's coming for all of us. Either we go for him, or he'll be gunning for us before we know it. You know what he did to Max, he'll do the same to all of us."

"I know, I know," Y/N started, a dreary feeling stirring in her stomach. "But like you said he's gunning for all of us, so why don't we all just leave the country? He can't find us in Spain."

"This isn't the time for jokes, Y/N." Nancy scolded.

"I'm being serious Nance! Why is it always us that has to deal with the evils of the upside down? Why can't we just move to Spain and be done with all of this? Nancy everyday we keep doing this is another day our normal lives are put in danger! And with you being so headstrong about this, it scares me even more!"

"Why are you scared for me?" Nancy asked, almost bewildered at Y/N's words. "You know I can handle this, and we have a plan, a thought out plan, with no diversions, no changes, it's fool proof Y/N!"

"It's always fool proof until something goes wrong Nancy! And when it comes to Hawkins you know something will! And I'm sorry but I don't want you being the one that suffers because of it!"

"Why do you think I'm going to screw something up?" Nancy exclaimed, a raised tone in her voice. "Y/N we've been over this before, nothing will go wrong if we stick to the plan!" 

"That is until the plan goes up in flames Nancy! Tell me when the last time a plan actually worked."

They both stayed silent for a moment.

"Exactly. Nancy I'm sorry but I don't think we should do this-"

"We don't have a choice Y/N!"

"But we do!" Y/N fired back, "We always have a choice and I'd like to chose to keep you alive Nance! You don't understand if something were to happen to you I'd never be able to forgive myself!"

"Y/N I get it-"

"No Nancy you don't!" Y/N had interjected. "I'd never forgive myself if anything were to happen to you. Hell the fact vecna got to you back in the upside down has me more on edge than ever! Nancy you've been in my life since we were kids. I never want to imagine a world without you."

The room Nancy and Y/N had been standing in seemed to have gone still, something in the room had changed. Almost as if the atmosphere around them realized something was happening. And the two girls seemed to have realized it as well.

"Nancy from the moment I met you, I knew I needed you in my life." Y/N stated softly, her eyes never leaving the Wheeler girl. "And for a long time I truly believed it was because I needed a friend. As of recently I realized it was so much more then that."

Almost instinctively Y/N stepped closer towards the brunette in front of her.

"And I get this isn't the most ideal time, but then again this is Hawkins and there's never exactly an ideal time and-"

But before Y/N could finish her confession, she was stopped, by Nancy's lips pressed against hers.

Nancy's hands were gripping the collar of Y/N's shirt in order to pull her closer, Y/N's hand quickly landed on her waist, Y/N felt like she was in heaven, here she was kissing Nancy Wheeler.

After a moment of pure bliss between the two Nancy pulled away, immediately missing how Y/N's lips felt against hers. But with a warm smile, she spoke. "I don't think you realize how long I've been waiting for you to say that, Y/N/N."

Y/N's eyebrows furrowed, a bright beam painted across her face nonetheless. "I don't think you realize how long I've been waiting for you to do that, Nance." 

The two broke their grins with laughter, not laughter as though they said something funny, but laughter at their situation. They had been best friends since the age of six, grew up as pretty much each others halves, told each other everything, and yet here they are just now figuring out that the love they held for one another was nothing like the platonic feeling they thought.

"Promise me Nance. Promise me that you'll make it back here, back to me." Y/N pleaded softly, pressing her forehead against Nancy's.

"I promise, Y/N/N." Nancy replied sweetly as she continued to smile. "I promise I'll make it back and I promise I'll make it, back to you."

Nancy went in for yet another kiss, it was a small chaste kiss, yet it lingered, giving Y/N a feeling she never wanted to stop having.

With grins still plastered on their faces, they had begun a new chapter in their journey. Titled in bold letters, back home to you.

James Potter x gender neutral! reader

Summary! A little blurb about how James Potter loves Y/N L/N's smile.

We're lights that never go out cause you're here with me now.

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From the moment they had first met, James Potter had always adored Y/N L/N.

The way he noticed their hair sat perfectly on their head from the behind them in History of Magic.

The way the room seemed to light up even at the mention of them.

How their laugh seemed to fill a room with joy, even in the darkest of times.

But most importantly James Potter adored Y/N's smile.

How Y/N L/N smiled at him.

Whether it was the biggest grin he could get out of the L/N, that lasted for hours on end, or if it was even the smallest of smiles and lasted for a split second, James would still spot it.

And it instantly would make him beam.

Y/N's smile always had that effect on the Potter boy. And he never stopped to conceal it.

Whether he was in the common room with his mates to see Y/N walk in with their friends, Y/N sparing him a small smile and a wave as they made their way through. Or whether James had just won a quidditch game and he looked into the stands to find them, beaming proudly right back him.

That smile always brought him a joyous feeling that always made his day better.

Harry Potter x fem! reader 

Summary! In which Harry has been friends with Y/N for years but truly he's always wished to be more, but he knows he'll never be as close to her as he wants and with her boyfriend in the picture, it just hurts even more knowing he'll never be him.

Warnings / Content! You saw the summary, angst, a dead snowman.

All that we are is all that we'll ever be cause he's the one waiting at home. She holds my guitar as I pluck out a melody there's only so far we can go, next to you but I'll never be close.

Y/N L/N laughed as Harry jumped one of beds of the Gryffindor dorm room, a hairbrush in his hand pretending it was a microphone as Somebody to Love by Queen played in the empty room, echoing across the walls.

"Can anybody find me somebody to-oo love!" He sang as he walked across the fabric of the scarlet sheets.

The only people there were the two of them, simply enjoying each other as they always did.

Once Harry had gotten off the bed he grabbed Y/N's hand, taking her along as the song continued to play the two of them now singing their hearts out, side by side.

Anybody find me somebody to-oo love

He took her hand, dragging her along as they danced around the room, spinning her outwards with his free one, Y/N laughing at how they were having their own personal concert.

Y/N enjoyed Harry's company, she has since the moment they met all those years ago.

He's been by her side, just as she's been by his since the second their lives had collided. The two of them being the best of friends since.

Somebody, somebody, somebody, to-oo love

The two of them never seemed to stop laughing, they were just being normal kids.

Even in a world of magic the two seemed to bring the humanity out of each other.

Grounding each other in ways no one else could.

As the song came to an end, Y/N was spun around by Harry once more as they both belted the last line, halfway through he flung the hairbrush onto one of the beds, using both of his hands to catch Y/N.

Their eyes locked as he caught her, both of them with smiles so bright they could blind someone. After a split moment Y/N's eyes moved from his to outside the window.

"Harry look!" She exclaimed, unraveling from Harry's hold.

Harry felt his mood change when she did, he missed how his heart skipped a beat when their eyes locked, how she felt against his skin.

"It's snowing," Harry replied, moving to stand next to her as she stared out in awe.

"Look Fred and George are pelting Ron with snowballs!" She pointed out, "We should go out there! Maybe not to save Ron but to go have some fun of our own."

Harry never wanted to let Y/N down so he said yes instantly.

The pair headed out once they were ready, Y/N grabbing Harry's hand excitedly pulling him out to the now snowy grounds of Hogwarts.

The two had built a snowman first, Harry and Y/N rolling him out, grabbing random sticks making his arms, rocks for his mouth and eyes and they didn't have a carrot so they used Harry's wand as his nose.

Harry named him Jack Frost after the character he had heard about once before, figuring he was cool enough to be fit for their snowman.

Though Jack Frost didn't live for long as Y/N and Harry had started running around, mimicking Fred and George's previous actions, and throwing snowballs at each other left and right.

Jack Frost was caught in the crossfire.

Harry had tackled Y/N, both of them crying out once they realized they had pummeled Jack Frost.

They had patted down his snow and held a small funeral for him.

Saying their respects as though he was a real person. Normally Y/N wouldn't do this, even more so with anyone else, but Harry had always entertained her ideas.

He didn't make her feel as though it was real.

He acted along side her, like it was normal to hold a funeral for a snowman.

If only she had known Harry would entertain her ideas for the rest of his life if she let him.

Harry wanted nothing more than Y/N to be herself, and that's all she ever was with him.

But she didn't.

Moments later Y/N heard her name being called, she turned around to see her boyfriend, Joshua, waving over at her.

A smile appeared across her face, a smile Harry thought only he had known.

"Hey Harry," Y/N started, turning towards the raven haired boy, "Is it okay if I go with Josh?"

Harry felt a pang in his chest. Today was supposed to be their day.

Joshua makes Y/N happy. Harry thought. And you make Y/N happier, you were here before him.

Harry reluctantly pushed those thoughts aside, only muttering three words. "Yeah, of course."

"Great, thank you Harry," She smiled, now beginning to walk away. "I'll talk to you later!"

Harry couldn't even speak, he just nodded at the girl as she walked away.

Running into the arms of the man she loved.

Harry watched as he picked her up and spun her around, he watched as she laughed like she did with him.

As much as Harry didn't want to admit it, he longed to be Joshua.

He longed to love Y/N L/N and he longed for her to love him just the same.

But she wouldn't.

To her, Harry was her best friend. Her platonic love.

Nothing more.

And Harry would always deal with that, how his heart hurt more and more as the days went on of having to see her in the arms of another man.

But there was nothing he could do.

She was happy.

And he supposed that was enough for him.

Best friends, support each other.

BFB!Harry Potter x fem! reader.

Summary! In which Y/N and Harry have supposedly hated each other for years, but they both have a burning secret. And secrets are hard to keep when he's the brother of her best friend.

Warnings / Content! Like one curse word, sneaking around / a secret relationship, a make out with some sexual advances, James possessing Harry.

When we creep out and she ain't around.

"Oh please Potter save me the mansplaining, I know what I'm doing!" Y/N L/N had exclaimed as she and Harry Potter worked on their assigned potion together, stuck at each other's side.

"I was about to ask for the marrow roots, but no go ahead and continue to think everything revolves around you L/N!" Harry spat tartly, glaring at her as he grabbed it from the other side of the table.

She was about to remark back, but not before someone grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.

"I'm on the other side of the room and I can hear you bickering." Mabel Potter had told her friend. "Look I get you two have never seen eye to eye but it's one assignment Y/N, can't you two quit for one hour."

"I'd rather eat toxic waste then have to deal with your brother's delusional arse for more than five seconds, M." Y/N retorted flatly.

Mabel shook her head. Ever since Mabel and Y/N met back in third year, Y/N and her brother haven't gotten along once. Constantly arguing about everything, never being able to see each other's side on anything.

"Look, please just dial it down for a minute. Try not to aggravate each other for once." Mabel tried to reason.

And with a huff, Y/N responded. "Fine, but if anything happens he started it."

She then went back to her table, acting as though she was trying not to punch him.

Class seemed to fly by vastly, Y/N leaving the second she could.

She had about a fifteen minute break before she had to get to Charms so she headed towards the library in hopes of finally checking out a book she had her eye on for awhile now.

But that was quickly stopped when she was pulled aside, being dragged into an empty classroom.

Two hands found their way to the sides of her waist as the person had pushed Y/N against the door, closing it in the process.

"Are you trying to get us caught?" Y/N questioned as the door was loud when it had shut.

"Muffliato, love." The person replied, a charming tone in their voice. "And according to your letter this morning you wanted to see me."

"Yeah like later tonight, not in the middle of the day when anyone can see that I'm missing." Dropping her book bag next to her, she noticed the way he seemed to be enjoying this, so she added on. "Always have to be smug about it, don't you Potter?"

With a smirk, Harry replied, "Well of course I do, and given the way your cheeks grow red when I do, means you must like it too."

"I need to get to the library Harry." Y/N stated, biting back her smile while trying to get Harry's hands to move from her sides.

Harry ignored her comment and her failed attempts to move. "Toxic waste, huh? Don't you think that's a bit harsh?"

"It's not like you haven't said worse." Y/N snarked, not making eye contact, as Harry seemed to come closer to her. The space between them now almost nonexistent.

"Well I always make up for it, don't I?" Harry questioned, his right hand leaving her waist and going upwards to meet Y/N's jaw, bringing his lips to it, kissing gently.

"I hate you." Y/N stated, finally giving up her attempts to move and giving in as Harry planted kisses across her jawline.

"No you don't love." He hummed as he continued to work his way farther back, almost reaching her neck.

"No I don't." Y/N huffed, her smile finally breaking free.

Harry chuckling at her defeat, removing his lips from her skin, looking back at her he used the hand he already had attached to her jaw and brought her lips to his.

Y/N's hand instinctively snaked around Harry's neck, pushing him in even closer, deepening the kiss.

Feeling the need to get back at him for his arrogance earlier, Y/N let one of her hands slip higher, slightly tugging on Harry's hair.

Harry tried his best not to show any signs of anything, all he did was smirk into the kiss, now letting his hands move from the outside of Y/N's robes and now on the insides, his hands now gripping Y/N's shirt.

As his tongue flicked across her bottom lip, he let his hands move slightly down now pulling at the hem of Y/N's shirt, trying to let it come undone.

But not before Y/N stopped him.

“Nuh, uh,” She whispered, breaking the kiss.

Harry was about to ask her why only to be met with a early response.

“I have Charms in-” Y/N looked at her watch, “Eight minutes and as you know Charms is-”

“On the other side of the castle.” Harry answered, “Damn I hate how huge this school is.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll see me tonight Potter.” Y/N laughed, picking up her book bag. “Just make sure she isn’t around when I sneak up.”

“How many times do I have to tell you love, Mabel is asleep by eight thirty, she won’t be around to see us.” He remarked, kissing her cheek lightly.

“Fine, but just be cautious.”

“I know, I know.” Harry smiled, moving out of the way.

“Nine forty five?” Y/N asked, just to make sure she came at the right time.

“Nine forty five. Now go love, I don’t want you to be late.”

With a shake of her head, she looked out the door to see if the coast was clear and once she saw a pretty empty hallway she closed the door behind her and vastly made her way out.

Making sure to flatten her uniform as she made her way.

Did Y/N feel a bit bad about having to lie to her best friend? Yes.

Did she even worse that it was about the fact she’s been seeing her brother for months now behind her back? Hell yeah.

But nonetheless, with the way things were going Mabel Potter would never have to find out.

I mean it was only between Harry and Y/N.

Harry Potter x fem! Reader 

Summary! Harry and Y/N have a nice dance after Y/N expresses her concerns about the impending war.

Warnings! Mentions of death and war.

When Harry stood up and walked towards the record player, Y/N knew she was screwed.

The record player always meant they’d end up dancing, and when Y/N spent even more then two minutes with him, feeling nothing but serenity, her worries always washed away.

And that’s what Harry intended.

The two had argued about the war less than an hour ago, Y/N telling Harry how she was scared for him to even leave the house with how bad it was. How Harry being the number one most wanted man in the wizarding world was enough for her to worry about his safety.

And Harry continued to tell her not to worry, that he’d be safe, he’d make it back to her like he always did. But this was different, Y/N and Harry both knew that.

This was a war forged against Harry and the most dangerous wizard ever known.

So to get Y/N to think about something else, Harry walked towards her, looking her in the eye for the first time since their fight.

Only extending his hand to her, not a word was spoken.

And he didn’t need to speak. Y/N knew.

So with a sliver of reluctance, she took it. Harry took her hand in his and dragged her towards the middle of the room.

Right in front of the window, the moonlight seeping into the room from the outside world.

As Y/N looked out of it she felt Harry’s hands snake around her waist, causing her to instinctively turn back towards him and wrap her around around his neck.

As the music had begun to fill the room, Y/N laid her head onto Harry’s chest. Faintly feeling his heartbeat as the two began to sway to the music.

It was as though their bodies were puzzle pieces, fitting perfectly into one another.

The two danced in around the room, the only thing filling the room was the music and the bright light from the moon that cascaded around the room.

After about forty five seconds Y/N had already begun to feel that warm feeling start to consume her.

Damn you Potter. She thought.

She tried to remember that she was mad at him, that she had a reason to be concerned.

But with the position they were in, all of the memories had come flooding back in.

The remembrance of how Y/N and Harry were just liked this after Sirius died, how Y/N comforted him every moment she could.

How Y/N and Harry were dancing just like this when Cedric had died.

Whenever the world seemed to go dark, Y/N and Harry comforting each other with just a simple dance seemed to bring a glimmer of hope into that darkness.

How everything seemed to look up with just one dance.

It was never just about a moment of silence together, it was the two of them realizing there was more to the story then they thought.

How they weren’t going to always have these happy moments, so when they did it meant so much.

It meant that they were together in that moment, and when all of this was over they’d have another one. Because they’d make it out together.

They’d do it together.

“You know I appreciate your concern, love,” Harry said softly. “I like that you worry about me.”

“Someone has to.” Y/N remarked, her head still buried in his chest.

With a smile, Harry added on, “I promise you, I’m not going anywhere. I could never leave you.”

“I know, it’s just-”

Harry cut off Y/N before she could start worrying again.

“I promise you, my love. I’m not going anywhere. I’m never leaving you, alright?” He asked gently.

“You’re never leaving me.” Y/N replied, a soft smile spread across her face.

Y/N had her doubts yes, but Harry’s words, and this time spent together always seemed to make them disappear.

She knew there was truth to his words.

He’ll never leave me.

It might wear off by next week, by dinner tomorrow or the second she wakes up.

But it was enough to bring her comfort knowing the one she loved most was safe.