Harry Potter Oneshots

just a nice little romantic moment with potter :)

"Hey love," Harry called, resting his chin on your shoulder as his arms wrapped around you. He nuzzled his face into your hair while you chuckled lightly, your face fuming because you were flustered.

"Hi, Harry," you mumbled. You placed your hands on top of his arms, and he swayed you slightly to the side. You looked across the Black lake, finding it lovely how the sun was about to set and you are watching it with Harry, your boyfriend.

He stood up tall but never stopped letting go of you. He liked holding you, it provided him a comfort that Quidditch couldn't even give him. Whenever he is near you, he feels like his heart is being hugged. At least, that is how he can explain it to you. "I have a proposal for you."

You raised your eyebrows and turned your head to look at his handsome face. His glasses were askew as he was resting his face on your head this entire time. He let you go for a bit so that you could do what you always do for him. You fixed his glasses on the hook of his nose while he stared into the wonders of your eyes. Smiling, and feeling butterflies in your stomach, you asked, "What is it?"

He pecked a kiss on your forehead. "Well, it is a sort of thing that will happen in the future but I want to know your opinion on it."

"Don't tell me you are going to cut your hair. That's my favorite thing about you," you joked, pouting at him playfully.

He shook his head while laughing. "No, it isn't that Y/n. Well, you know, I have known you for five years and we have been dating for a year... So, I was just going to ask you that if in the future... if we can- and if you say yes, of course- you know..." Harry nervously scratched the back of his neck while you smiled nodding at him. It was cute how you both always flustered the other but now it was your turn to make him blush.

"You were saying, Harry?" You grinned at how he let out the air he trapped in his puffy cheeks.

"I was saying if you think it would be possible for us to get married. Do you see it? Us? Together? In a cozy home in front of the fireplace while I serve you the dinner that I cooked (because you can't cook, at all). And our kids would be playing in the living room with Ron and Hermione's children while we have Auntie Luna and Auntie Ginny working on the garden. George and Fred would be playing with our kids with the quantity of toys they will have by then. I will get to call you my wife and be so happy having you around forever-"

Your heart felt like it was squeezing and it physically hurt your chest. You kissed him in the middle of his rant because you couldn't stop smiling. You just have so much love for him that you want to kiss him for as long as you live. Harry smiled while his lips touched yours and he caressed your face, moving his thumb across your cheek because he knows how much you love it when he does it.

Harry grinned sheepishly now, holding your hand. "Do you remember how I first met you?"

You chuckled, holding his hand with both of yours. "Of course I do. I was with Ginny, talking to her about where I should go for my house's common room. You were walking with Ron and you froze in your step. At first I was worried because you were blank faced, literally Harry, you were ghastly white."

"It is because I have never seen someone so beautiful."

You rolled your eyes, a slight grin on your face. "I asked you if you were okay and you were still in shock. Ron nudged you gently and you snapped out of it. Then you told me you were Harry and I told you I was Y/n. And that was pretty much it, we all just became friends with Hermione after."

"That was the best day of my life. Well, second best day." He smiled. "The best day of my life is when you accepted to be my girlfriend, Y/n."

You blushed and you rested your head ever so gently on his arm as the both of you stared out to the pink sky. A slight breeze made its way towards the both of you. "I never got to answer your question Harry."

Harry raised an eyebrow as he glanced to look at you. His heat was pounding, his hands got a bit sweaty. He was nervous, he almost laughed at himself but the silence was too long and loud. He was now doubting ever saying that. He made it weird, he knows it. He shut his eyes tight, cringing even before you answered.

"I would marry you in a heartbeat, Harry. I don't care if we are too young or just blinded by this infatuation but of course I will marry you. There is no other person that can occupy my spot as your wife. I will not let them."

Harry grinned widely, took your hand and spun you. While he hugged you again, his heart was dancing with joy. This peaceful moment with you has brought him up to the clouds. He was so blissfully happy, he felt so light. "I promise you, Y/n. One day, I'll marry you."