Harry Potter - Preferences + Imagines

⚡Imagine #48 - Harry Potter {Requested}⚡

*Author's note - This imagine was requested by JulzLovDraco4Eva

Thanks for the request + I hope you like it. 

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Harry Potter had never known love before, not until he arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, that is. Upon arriving at the school he made friends with Ron Weasley very quickly, and in just a few short hours he also became friends with Hermione Granger; Hermione would, of course, go on to become the smartest witch of her age. In the Gryffindor Common Room, during their first evening at Hogwarts, Harry was introduced to many of his fellow students beginning their journey. He may not have known who they were, but they were definitely aware of who he was. He was the famous Harry Potter. The very same Harry that defeated the dark lord; Harry being the only person to survive the Avada Kedarvra curse. 

"I'm Neville Longbottom," He shook Harry's hand before turning to you as you stood next to him. "And this is my twin sister (Y/n)." Harry smiled at you as you shook his hand. 

"It's nice to meet you, Harry." 

"You too." 

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From that moment on, you and Harry had been, pretty much, inseparable. You were in every single lesson together, you spent the weekends with him and Trio and even holidays together. Neville didn't mind this too much, as he was usually hanging out with Ginny or studying. You always invited him with you, but he said that he'd rather you go on your own. As much as you loved each other, you were worried that spending too much time together would ruin the good relationship that you already had. You were currently in your third year at Hogwarts and you were walking back from Hogsmeade with Harry. Hermione and Ron had stopped behind, much to Ron's dismay, because Hermione had told him that it was time to get his act together and start taking his impending exams seriously. "How are you doing, Harry?" You asked him as you walked side by side towards the Castle. "Okay," He replied, uncertainly. "Why do you ask?" 

"It's just with everything going on at the minute, you know? You know, Sirius is out there somewhere." You said, watching him for a reaction. "I know that you're worried about it, Harry. Worried about what might happen if he comes here looking for you. You don't have to try and hide it from me. This is the safest place for you to be." You smiled, holding onto his hand. You squeezed it twice, and he smiled back at you. "Thanks, (Y/n). It's nice to know I'm not alone." Harry continued to hold your hand as you reached a stop. Harry's eyes were locked onto the Shrieking Shack. "Do you think that's where he'd go?" Harry asked, and you immediately realised that he was talking about Sirius. "Do you think that's where he'd hide, if he did come to Hogwarts, that is." You could tell by the glistening in Harry's eyes that he was planning something. "Harry, you're not thinking of going in there, are you?" You asked, hopelessly. "It's dangerous!"

"You two shopping for your dream home?" You heard a voice say. You both turned around to see Malfoy staring back at you. "I have to say, it's a lot nicer than what you're used to, isn't Potter? I heard that you sleep under the stairs." He laughed, and his friends, Crabbe and Goyle laughed with him. "Shut up, Malfoy." You said, tired of hearing Draco terrorising your friends. Draco looked at you. "And you, your Longbottom's sister, aren't you?" He looked you up and down and scoffed. "I'd rather take living under the stairs than living with Neville." Behind him, Crabbe and Goyle snorted. "Leave her alone." 

"Aww, look at that," Draco replied. "That's love right there." He pulled his wand out of his pocket and pointed it towards you, but before you could move, he was casting his curse. "Locomotor Wibbly." Your eyes widened, aware that you were unable to move before the curse hit you, but Harry jumped in front of you. "Protego!" Malfoy was quick and threw Crabbe in front of the curse, which inevitably caused his legs to collapse underneath him. "Harry!" 

"Let's go," He said, grabbing your hand and running away from the scene before anyone else knew that you were there. That way, it was just their word against yours. When you were back to the castle, you looked at each other and laughed. "That was amazing." You giggled. "You didn't have to do that, you know?" 

"Yes I did," Harry replied before he shocked you by kissing you. After a few seconds he pulled away, "Sorry, I shouldn't have done that." You grabbed hold of Harry's collar and pulled him back towards you, kissing him again. "Now we're both sorry." You smirked.

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You and Harry have been dating for two years now and you couldn't imagine being with anyone else or even being as remotely happy as anyone else. However, things were different now, things were far more dangerous and they would only get worse now the dark lord was back. You were in the ministry of Magic, in an attempt to steal the prophecy and save Sirius, but Sirius was nowhere to be found; and you were surrounded by death eaters. Bellatrix Lestrange had hold of you in a tight grip by your hair as she held her wand up against your throat. "Hand it over, baby Potter," She mocked yanking on your hair, causing you to yell out in pain. "I swear Potter, I'll do it." She threatened. "Then she can be with Mummy and Daddy." 

"Harry!" Neville called out. "Give them what they want! If you love my sister, you'd give them the Prophecy."

"Yes Potter, hand it over." Harry looked around the room and assessed the situation. 

"Fine." He said, holding out his hand to give Bellatrix the Prophecy as she threw you to the side. You yelped as you hit the ground and watched as Harry handed the Prophecy over. Within a spilt second, she had dropped it on the floor and it has smashed; smoke falling everywhere. Bellatrix screamed and Harry fired a spell at you before he ran toward you. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, let's just get out of here alive." 

"Good call." He said, helping you up and firing spells to defend you when someone else arrived. "Sirius," Harry smiled, relieved. 

"Harry, you've done beautifully. Now let us take over."