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Drunk In Love
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pairing: harry potter x female reader
warnings: fluff, mentions of drinking
summary: harry got drunk and when his friend dropped him off to you, he forgot you were his girlfriend
a/n: i thought this was cute, currently watching poa while writing this
song: kiss me - sixpence none the richer
You were lying in bed with your pajamas while reading a book. Downstairs there was a Gryffindor party in the common room, but you had a bit of a headache so you decided staying in your dorm would be better.
Your reading was interrupted when you heard knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" you call as you place the book down and stand up.
"It's Ron... and Harry!"
You go and open the door and smile at two of your favorite people.
"Hello," you smile at them.
Harry's eyes were closed as he leaned on the door frame and Ron was holding him up with on arm.
"Hi, I came to bring Harry. He had too much Firewhisky and then started to shout about how he wanted you, so I figured it was best to bring him here before he embarrasses himself more," he quickly explains.
"Classic Harry, thanks for bringing him Ron," you laugh.
Ron pulls him and places him in your arms. You thank him again, he tells you to come get him if you need anything and he goes back downstairs to the party.
"Hi Harry," you say while brushing some hair off his forehead with your fingers.
"Ah! Don't touch my hair," he says in alarm with slurred words.
"Why not," you frown.
"Only my girlfriend can do that"
"Oh really?" you grin.
"Yep," he hiccups.
You sit him down on the bed and fix his glasses that were falling down his nose, you kiss his forehead and he lets out a shriek.
"My girlfriend is going to kill me," he mumbles in horror and wipes away your kiss with his hand.
"Who is this girlfriend of yours?"
"Y/n," he sighs dreamily falling back onto the bed.
"Wanna tell me about her?"
"She's perfect. She's so sweet too, shes like- like- a rainbow of happiness"
"A rainbow of happiness?" you giggle at his words.
"Mhm, she is like- so pretty that I'm jealous, and everyone loves her. She plays with my hair, and holds my hand everywhere, and I love kissing her. Her mouth is so amazing-" Harry smiles while he thinks of you.
You started to blush at his words and he continued to ramble about the things he loves about you.
"I'm going to marry her one day," he blurts out with red cheeks.
"W-what?"
"Do you think she would marry me? Oh! I need to start planning," he stands up and stumbles to the desk to find paper.
"Woah, woah, you can plan another time, and I'm sure she would be more than happy to marry you," you tell him as you bring him back to the bed.
You go to take his shirt off to change him into his pajamas, but he tugs his shirt back down.
"Don't look!" Harry exclaims, worry clear on his face.
"Fine, if I close my eyes will you change into these clothes?"
"Yes, turn and cover your eyes. No peeking!"
"No peeking, got it," you laugh.
He changes fast and he tells you that you can look again.
"Y/n is the only person who can see me like that. Not a random girl in my room- do you think she'll be mad at me because you're here?"
"Umm- lets just get your teeth and hair brushed"
"Okay," he sighs.
You bring him to the bathroom and hand him his toothbrush and watch him struggle to keep his eyes open.
You brush his hair and when you both finish you two lay on the bed.
His eyes are falling shut as you hand him water to drink. He spills it on himself when he misses his mouth. You laugh and say a spell to dry him and the bed.
"Night, mystery person. Tell y/n I said goodnight and I love her if you see her," he whispers drifting off to sleep.
"Okay, goodnight Harry," you kiss his head.
The next morning you had so much fun teasing him about the previous night.
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You Are In Love.
Harry James Potter x wolfstar!daughter!reader
Fluff, friends to lovers, pining, cuddling. (References to the lyrics are in bold)
Your friends and Harry’s have made themselves comfortable in your room. beanbags, pillows, and a few pieces of salty microwave popcorn scattered across the floor as some old gory horror movie plays on the TV. You stopped paying attention a while ago, being more concerned with your popcorn and how warm Harry’s skin felt on yours as you leaned on his shoulder; his arm wrapped around your waist.
You feel his eyes on you. His intense gaze nearly burns a hole in the top of your head. As you turn your head up quietly to see what's wrong he takes your chin into his hand. Your throat goes dry and you feel your hands get clammy. The churning you get in your stomach is new, it’s exciting, it's nothing like you’ve felt before. “Look up,” Harry mumbles as he raises your chin. He swipes a small piece of popcorn off the side of your cheek with his thumb and lets his hand fall back in his lap. Your eyes follow it.
Your heart speeds up and time slows down. Your eyes stay fixed on his hand. One touch was all it was. A single brush, nothing abnormal compared to how touchy you two usually are. So why did something so minor give you such intense feelings?
Your mind tries to dwell on it but a sudden and loud noise from the TV breaks you from your thoughts. The group of friends you’d forgotten about all shriek and flinch at what you guess had been a jump scare. You become aware of your surroundings again and right at that moment, the realization hits.
You are in love.
With your best friend, your Harry.
What were you to do now?
A few weeks later you’re in Harry’s room for your weekly sleepover. You’re in one of his hoodies and a pair of pajama pants he thought he lost a while ago. You two talk and laugh and shush each other under the blankets, just like normal. You ignore the fluttering sensation in your belly and the voice in the back of your head shouting “Tell him! Tell him!”
It doesn’t matter how much butterflies flutter or how hot your face gets. You won’t tell him. You can’t risk it. You won’t take a chance if it means potentially ruining your friendship forever. You couldn’t handle losing Harry. It would break you.
You and Harry are cuddled close under his sheets. You’re almost nose-to-nose and you can feel his breath on your face. Your fingers trace over Harry’s cheek slowly, softly, almost longingly. He smiles and presses his lips to your forehead. Your eyes flutter closed as you try to savor the feel of his lips on your skin. Your body is still begging you to tell him, but you don’t. Instead, you open your eyes and they trail over his face. You soak him in like it’s the first time you’ve seen him, even though this is the same face you've had committed to memory since before you could properly say your own name.
Harry’s eyes don’t move. They stay locked in yours as he strokes your arm in slow, repeating patterns. At that moment, he didn’t think he would need to look at anything that wasn’t you ever again. As long as he could see the crease by your eyes the dimple on your cheek he’d be okay. Harry seems to dissociate for a bit as his eyes focus on you. Your eyebrows furrow as poke his cheek softly, silently asking him what’s wrong.
He shakes his head and snaps out of his trance. He’s got a strange look on his face. He looks conflicted as he takes your face in between his hands and presses his forehead against yours.
“You’re my best friend.” He mumbles breathlessly, like he’s just finished running a marathon.
At first, you don’t think anything of it. But after a few minutes of mauling over his worlds silently, your heart jumps to your throat.
You pull away from him. Shocked, happy, wide-eyed, and grinning.
You knew what it was,
He is in love.
#dividers by cafekitsune#there’s references to hits different and daylight in there too.#wolfstar!daughter!reader#harry james potter x reader#harry potter x reader#harry potter x wolfstar!daughter#harry james potter x y/n#harry james potter x wolfstar!daughter#wolfstar!daughter#harry james potter imagine#Harry James potter x you#harry potter x black!reader#harry potter x y/n#harry potter x you#harry potter imagine#harry potter x wolfstar!daughter!reader
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How about requesting for Harry, you and Harry are seeing each other but keeping it on the low and between free periods you pull him to make out and dry hump each other until he come in his pants
*•.¸♡ shadow kisses ♡¸.•*
pairing: harry james potter x fem!reader
summary: EVERYONE’S OF AGE!! harry doesn’t know how to act when he wakes up desperate for his girlfriend’s touch, and yet he has to spend the entire day without her by his side. By the end of it, he’s almost ready to lose his mind for a kiss, thankfully she’s got other plans ;)
warnings: (everyone’s 18 here) hot harry 😩 this is gonna be nsfw so; make-out sesh, built-up sexual tension, vulgar language (?), dry humping, semi-public.
note: LEGIT LOSING MY MIND. GOING FERAL SO BAD RIGHT NOW. ANON ILYSM TJSHSJSJHDHD
Dating the Chosen One definitely has its downsides, especially when no one knows, but it also had its perks.
Like sneaking into dark rooms with greedy hands and short breathes, or side glances from across rooms and tables.
It was exhilarating, truly, and it seemed like neither one of the teenagers was able to get quite enough of the other, because at the end of each day, they’d find each other in the common room with bouncing legs and fidgeting hands, waiting painfully for it to empty so they can be in each other’s arms again.
Today was the same, except Harry had awoken with the desperate need of Y/N’s touch, the realization made him let out a groan of embarrassment, and he continued to regret it after Ron and Seamus started making fun of him for it. He chucked a pillow at their heads while using another one to press against his crouch.
He was embarrassed and had to shower in freezing cold water to calm down, but his minimal effort went down the drain when the boys went down to breakfast and his first sight was her, in her knee-long skirt brushing up her thigh, and her tie squeezing around her neck. Immediately, his face went up in flames as his mind wandered to the previous night, when he had her on her knees before the fireplace in the common room, the way her eyes glistened as she looked up at him with adoration. Suddenly the room was on fire and his shirt was suffocating and his tie was choking him.
He cleared his throat as he took his place beside Ron and Hermione, adjusting his pants as he tried to sit down comfortably. His mistake was looking up in her direction, only to find her already staring up at him with glowing eyes and a spoon buried in her mouth. She looked like the absolute embodiment of mischief, and he almost whined at the hungry look in her eyes.
He couldn’t stop her on the way to class for a quick hug or even a kiss because they didn’t share the first three classes together, and Harry cursed his luck. He couldn’t believe he’d have to spend four hours without her near, and the longer he spends away from her the more painful sitting still got. The slightest move caused friction and he has to physically hold himself back from whimpering. He’s only grateful for the robe draped across his shoulders, without it he would’ve been long caught.
By the fifth hour, Harry could almost cry just from the sight of her, and when he takes a quick sweep around the hall to make sure there was no one to spot him dragging her away, he turns back to her, his fingers wrap around her wrist, and tugs her into a dimmed hallway.
Immediately, Y/N grabs his face with her free hand and smashes her lips against his. Harry, for the first time that day, let out a high-pitched whine at the warmth of her lips against his cold ones. He let go of her wrist and grabbed her waist instead, tugging her as close as he can get her, desperate for anything from her.
“Please,” he whines against her mouth, and it sends electric shots down her body and straight to her core. “I need you, darlin’ please.”
She whines, and her hands go from cupping his face to tugging off his robe. Harry helps her let go of it, but he’s more focused on her and her body than taking off his clothes, so he pulls at her tie until it comes loose, then quickly makes his way down her button-up shirt, all while groaning and whining when she grinds herself against him. He tugs her shirt out from under her skirt before pushing it apart, exposing her bra-covered chest, he whines again before pressing a soft kiss against her lips, then making his way down her neck.
Y/N melts, she arches her back when he gets to her chest and grips his forearms when his teeth graze the bra’s fabric before tugging it down, and she moans when his hot breath meets her nipples.
Her hips continue their desperate crusade of grinding against him, and she can feel him through his trouser. She’s almost tempted to reach down and squeeze him, just to tease him, but he pushes her against the wall while scattering love bites across her chest.
She’s heaving as she soaks through her panties, and her gasps turn into moans with his name. Harry’s eyes squeeze shut, and he lets out another whine of her name, “Do you have any idea what I’ve been thinking about all morning?” he mumbles as he grinds up against her core, and a moan escapes him at the momentary relief he receives. Y/N huffs a sigh when both of his hands tighten around her hips, pulling her closer to him as he continued to brush himself against her. “I think I have a pretty clear idea.” she gasps.
Harry shakes his head as he buries it in the nook of her neck, “You,” he says, “I’ve been thinking about you. Touching me, kissing me, holding me,” he gasps when she arches her back, pushing herself against him, “I’ve thought about you on your knees, like last night, sucking me off.” his voice was hoarse and low, his eyes were closed and Y/N remembered the marvelous sight of him from the night before, completely coming apart at her hands, shaking and whining her name. She moans.
“I thought about you pushing me down on that couch, I thought about you getting on top of me and using me for your own pleasure,” the thought, the image, passed his mind once again, and he didn’t hold back the moan that bubbled up his throat. His hold on her tightened, “I need you,” he gasps, “I need you so bad.”
They were humping each other now, the pieces of fabric were the only borders separating them from one another, and Y/N was getting desperate for his touch all over, she wanted him all over. “Harry please, touch me,” she whines, and his knees almost buckle.
He pulls her off the wall and she wraps her legs around him, he turns them around and slides down the wall, allowing her to have full control over the pace of their grinding. She gasps when she pushes herself down on him, and he leans back on one arm while the other holds her hips tightly. He dares a glance down to where she’s desperately moving on him and Harry lets out another whine when he notices a darkening patch on her panties slowly marking up his dark trousers.
He doesn’t know how much longer he can hold it, and from the way she’s marking up his neck with soft kisses and gasps of his name, he’s certain it won’t be much longer. When she reaches down between them and presses her hand against the bulge of his pants, that’s when he snaps. Both of his hands shoot up to her forearms and hold her tight, pausing her actions as he uncontrollably jerks upwards, his movement repeatedly bumps into her clothed clit and she throws her head back at how good it feels.
He stills after a minute and buries his face in her chest in embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, his chest heaving, and it takes Y/N a minute before she’s giggling in realization. She cups his jaw and slowly pushes his face off of her chest, his ears and cheeks going a bright shade of pink, “Harry Potter, did you cum in your trouser?”
Harry groans in embarrassment and hides his face in her hands, the heat transmits to her hands and she’s laughing. “Don’t laugh at me!” he whines, and she continues, “I’m sorry, I can’t help myself! You’re adorable when you’re shy, Potter.”
He rolls his eyes and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug, “I’ll make it up to you, I promise love.”
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Harry wondering where all his jumpers have been going only to find them in y/n’s closet flufffff pleaseeee
Harry x reader
Warnings: fluff I don’t think there’s anything else
Year: 3-7
“Y/n have you seen my-” the raven haired boy stopped in his tracks to see his beautiful girlfriend asleep on the bed with his black jumper on. Her wardrobe was open, her clothes were in a pile neatly folded and all his jumpers, hoodies and flannels were all hanged up nicely.
He laughed to himself, making his way over to the bed and laying behind her spooning her as she slept peacefully in his embrace.
“Harry?” Y/n murmured as she stirred awake turning around to face him “Hey princess. Sorry if I woke you.” he looked down at her, leaning down kissing her passionately. She smiled at him and sat up. “You look adorable wearing my jumper.” He smiled as she blushed. “Well they help me sleep at night, the smell of you makes me feel safe, makes me think that your right next to me.” Harry chuckled. “They don’t smell like you anymore” she finished. He kissed her again and looked down at her. “Do you want them to smell like me again?” Y/n nodded eagerly as she got up straight away and walked to her wardrobe. “I’ll help you take them back.”Harry again laughed and got up. “What’s so funny?” She said looking at him. “Nothing I just love you.” She smiled “I love you too”
A/N
I’ve not been posting for a while and I’m sorry about that. Things have been a bit rough. I should be posting a bit more now
#harry james potter#harry potter x reader#harry x y/n#harry potter x y/n#harry potter x you#harry potter smut#harry james potter smut#harry james potter x you
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₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 led by blind faith
pairing: harry potter x reader
warnings: smut, first time, ngl ending is rushed, use of y/n, fem reader lol sorry, p in v, unprotected sex oops, hand & blow job, first time writing smut…😭, somewhat jumps right into it, let me know if i missed anything
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a/n: first time writing smut…so it’s not that good but the ending is cause it’s fluffy :3😭 also, false god lyrics as the titled we r cheered (i cant come up w titles so they’re always taylor inspired 🔥)
You and Harry were in your bedroom, after a few days of convincing him to come to yours during the holidays he had finally said yes.
It was 20 past 10, you were on top of him, kissing, the movie playing in the background long forgotten. Kissing was always the farthest thing you two have done, only dating for a few months.
But as the months have gone by, you have slowly been wanting more, more than kissing. nonetheless, you never brought it up to Harry afraid he would not want to go that far just few months into dating.
But now, you didn’t want to stop at just kissing, you wanted to go all the way. so now, here you were sitting on Harry’s lap, legs around his torso making out, few minutes in you started moving your hips, dry humping him.
“Mmm, Y/n, what’re you doing?” Harry said, catching his breath.
“do you want me to stop?” you said smirking knowing he probably wouldn’t want to stop, feeling him get hard beneath you.
“No, please don’t stop” Harry said whining, bringing you back into the kiss. His hands roamed your body, igniting every nerve with a tingling sensation. The soft sighs and gasps that escaped your lips mingled with the sound of heavy breathing, creating a symphony of desire.
Your movements became more urgent and rhythmic, each grind of your hips against his eliciting a low growl from Harry’s throat. The friction between your bodies sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, heightening every touch and kiss
Harry felt the tantalizing edge of release drawing near, his breaths shallow and ragged with anticipation. Just as he was on the brink, you abruptly halted, leaving him whining in frustration as the waves of pleasure ebbed away.
“Why’d you stop?” Harry’s voice cracked with need, his eyes pleading for the blissful sensation to continue a little longer.
You met his gaze with a mischievous smirk, relishing in the power you held over his pleasure. As Harry huffed in mild annoyance, your smirk deepened, knowing the effect your actions were having on him. With a deliberate movement, you peeled off your shirt, revealing a sight that made Harry’s annoyance evaporate into thin air.
Harry’s eyes widened in awe as he took in the sight before him, his breath hitching at the sudden rush of desire that engulfed him. The soft glow of the room cast a tantalizing sheen over your exposed skin, accentuating every curve and contour in a way that left Harry spellbound.
Without a word, Harry reached out, his fingertips tracing the outline of your bare shoulders, a silent plea for permission and affirmation. You met his touch with a subtle arch of your back, inviting him closer, igniting a primal hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface.
The air crackled with electricity as Harry’s lips found yours once again, a fervent urgency driving their movements. Every kiss was a symphony of longing and exploration, each touch a declaration of unspoken desires.
With trembling hands, Harry continued to explore the canvas of your skin, his touch tentative yet eager, as if afraid to break the spell that bound you together. But there was no turning back now, the floodgates of passion had been opened, and both of you were swept away in the torrent of raw, unbridled need.
Soon enough, you found yourself laying on your stomach, in between Harry’s legs. His pants off and left in his boxers, palming his hard on through them.
After a few seconds, you took his boxers off, his cock now in your hands, dragging your fist up and down. Loving how Harry was reacting, seeing him like this made your panties wet, embarrassingly wet.
“Please, use your mouth,” you hesitate for a moment before taking him into your mouth, exploring the length of his cock with your tongue.
His hands finding their way to your hair, pulling at it when wants you to go deeper.
"Oh fuck yes...", he moans, biting his lower lip. His cock throbs against your tongue, wanting more attention as he leans against your bed frame for support.
You take him deeper into your mouth, sucking gently on the head while your hand strokes the rest in time with your bobbing actions. “Mmm, just like that, baby...", he pants, his hips starting to move in rhythm with your mouth.
Harry’s grip in your hair tightens more, jerking his hips foward. "Please keep going... I'm close," he whines, his voice strained. "Don't stop now."
You keep going, taking him deeper into your mouth. The thought of making him cum making you eager.
Harry’s breathing is ragged now, his body trembling of pleasure. "I'm gonna cum princess...," he warns, his voice rough from need.
He groans, his hips jerking forward as he empties himself into your mouth. His hot cum fills you up, causing you to gag a little bit as he fills your mouth up, you swallow it and pull your mouth off his still hard cock, you sit up slowly.
Harry grabs your waist and pushes you down onto the bed, your legs now wrap around his waist and your arms around his neck. He takes off your sleep shorts and moves your panties to the side, revealing your glistening pussy.
“You’re so soaked sweetheart..” He whispers, sliding two fingers in you making you moan his name. He pumps his fingers in and out of you in a slowly before taking his fingers out and putting them into his mouth, groaning at the taste.
He loved the sight of you in nothing but your panties, laying underneath him, everything about you would be just so perfect to him, it makes his stomach flutter.
“I need more, Harry, need you inside me” you panted softly, rocking your hips against his hand.
“Of course, sweetheart,” he laughed breathily,
rolling his hips against you again, coating his cock in your already leaking juices before catching on your entrance and achingly slowly sinking into your plush walls and making you arch your back.
“I love you,” he murmured against your neck feeling your wall already fluttering around him. Pulling himself almost completely free of you but thrusts back into you lazily, setting a slow but steady pace that was driving you crazy with each stroke. “I love you so much.”
“Harry, I love you too,” you almost sobbed as your climax washed over you your walls clenching around him tightly.
“I love you more” He grinned, he gives a few more thrusts before allowing himself to fall over the edge and fill you with his warm seed.
In the quiet aftermath, a serene calm settled over the room, punctuated only by the soft sounds of your synchronized breathing. Harry’s arms wrapped protectively around you, his touch gentle and reassuring as he traced soothing circles along your back.
With whispered words of affection and reassurance, you both savored the intimacy of the moment, basking in the warmth of each other’s presence. The tenderness in Harry’s gaze spoke volumes, a silent promise of care and understanding that transcended words.
As the world outside remained oblivious to the shared intimacy you had just experienced, you found solace in the cocoon of love and trust that surrounded you both. Harry’s fingers trailed lazily through your hair, his touch a soothing melody that lulled you into a state of contentment.
In that sacred space of aftercare, boundaries dissolved, and vulnerabilities were embraced. The unspoken bond between you deepened, strengthened by the shared vulnerability and tenderness of the moment.
Together, you reveled in the simple yet profound act of caring for each other, finding solace and comfort in the gentle aftermath of passion. It was in these moments of intimacy and aftercare that the true essence of your connection blossomed, a testament to the depth of your love and the unspoken emotions that bound you together.
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Title: Rescued by Love 🤍
Pairing : Harry Potter x f!reader
Type of story : injured reader, slight angst, pure fluff
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You were Harry Potter's girlfriend, and being with him made you feel like the luckiest person in the world. However, that all changed when you were kidnapped by the Death Eaters and taken to Malfoy Manor.
You were held captive there for days, and during that time, you were tortured and interrogated by the Malfoys. You were grateful when Harry, Ron, and Hermione came to rescue you, but you were also in bad shape. You had cuts, bruises, and burns all over your body, and you could barely walk.
Harry carried you out of the Manor and took you to Fleur and Bill's cottage, where he helped you recover. He was by your side every step of the way, holding your hand and whispering words of comfort.
As you started to heal, you began to feel self-conscious about the scars and marks that covered your body. You didn't want Harry to see them, but he noticed them anyway. One night, as you lay in bed together, he kissed each scar and told you that they were perfect.
"You are perfect," he whispered, looking into your eyes. "And I love every part of you."
Tears filled your eyes as you hugged him tightly. You knew that Harry loved you, but hearing him say it out loud made all the difference.
Days turned into weeks, and as you regained your strength, you longed to go outside and feel the sun on your face. However, your legs were still shaky, and you were afraid to fall. Harry sensed your restlessness and suggested that you take a walk with him.
You made your way to the beach, and as you sat on the sand, watching the waves crash against the shore, Harry wrapped his arms around you.
"Have you ever thought about our future?" he asked, his voice soft.
You looked up at him and smiled. "Of course, I have. I want to be with you forever."
Harry grinned. "That's what I want too. I want to marry you, have a family with you, grow old with you."
You felt your heart swell with love as he spoke. "I want all those things too."
"Then let's make it happen," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
You leaned into him, feeling safe and loved. You knew that you had been through a lot, but with Harry by your side, you could face anything.
The two of you stayed on the beach, talking about your dreams and hopes for the future, until the sun began to set. As you made your way back to the cottage, you knew that you had found your soulmate in him, and nothing could ever tear you apart.
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HERBOLOGY - harry james potter.
a/n: hi! this isn't the best of my writing, but i just wanted to keeps this acc alive so i posted this fic. i lowkey don't like this fic, but hey, hope u enjoy this though!
summary: hufflepuff! reader wakes up in dread, what she didn't know was something that lighted her life forever.
𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭
Y/N WAS SO SLEEPY, really. why would anyone not be in this cosy weather?
y/n would like to stay in bed and sleep all day, but susan being the most annoying person she is, woke y/n up.
when the two entered the great hall for breakfast, y/n couldn't help but fall asleep in susan's shoulder.
"get off me, idiot" susan scolded y/n, shoving her off.
"but you're soooo comfortable, susan" y/n whined as she placed her head in susan's shoulder and started sleeping again. susan rolled her eyes, but let y/n sleep.
just as she was about to fall asleep, her second-most annoying friend, hannah decides to wake her up by stepping on her foot.
this time, y/n was really up. "ouch! that hurts!"
"i don't care but, don't turn right away after i say this but, harry is looking at you," hannah whispered to y/n.
y/n almost broke her neck while turning to face the gryffindor table just to see a certain raven-haired boy looking at her.
REALISING Y/N WAS LOOKING AT HIM, harry quickly turned to ron and hermione and pretended to be hearing whatever they were talking about.
"ron! when will you ever stop depending upon me and write your own history of magic essay?" hermione asked ron, quite aggressively.
"never ever, mione" he replied and went on to take the toast and shove it inside his mouth. hermione rolled her eyes.
"i am going to do it" harry said, suddenly. hermione and ron looked at him with questioning looks. "i am going to talk y/n l/n,"
"this is the thousandth time you told us this, harry" ron said immediately. harry rolled his eyes.
"thank you for those kind words, ron, but this time i am serious." harry added determinedly.
"ronald you should stop discouraging harry, and i think this is a brave choice, but i think you would lose y/n as she's getting out of the great hall right now-" hermione started, before she could finish, harry was running towards y/n.
y/n was walking with hannah to the herbology class, even though hannah doesn't have herbology now. she just needed an excuse to see neville.
y/n stopped walking when she heard him calling her name.
y/n turned around to see harry potter walking, no, literally sprinting towards her. it was a rare sight.
y/n tells to hannah to go ahead and waits for harry to catch his breath.
harry then, immediately says, "y/n, can we, uh, walktogethertoherbology" quite fastly and y/n couldn't catch him.
"i am sorry, harry, but would you repeat it couldn't catch it," y/n asked him.
harry turns a little red. clearing his throat, he starts, "can we walk together to uh, herbology?"
harry looks at her expectantly. how can she ever say no to him?
"you don't have to, you know? it's just a request and it's completely fine if you don't-"
"no, no, i would love to walk with you, harry" y/n stops him, and a beautiful smile appears on harry's face.
harry insisted on taking her bag and as they started walking to the class. few jokes were shared as they walked, and honestly, it was the longest conversation the two ever had.
despite having to be in the same year and almost the same classes more than 5 years now, she and harry barely talked thanks to both of their lack of confidence when it comes to the other.
herbology would normally take longer minutes to reach, but while walking with harry, it only felt like seconds.
the two, sadly had to be separate from each other when they reached the class.
but as soon as the class ended, harry rushed towards y/n and asked her out.
ofcourse, as a sane person would, y/n obviously said yes.
y/n was glad and thanked susan for waking her up early.
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✧˖*°࿐ Peppermint Kisses
Harry Potter x gn!reader, fluff
Summary: lazy mornings with harry result in soft kisses and the taste of toothpaste.
W/C: 522
y/n woke up to the sound rustling of bedsheet covers and light snores. it wasn't every day that they were able to wake up guilt-free of sleeping in, but alas the long night before allowed them to simply enjoy the late start of their morning.
''harry," they shook the sleeping boy next to them, "wake up."
the boy on the left side of the bed only mumbled in response, rolling over and hugging his bedsheets closer to him.
"it's 12pm. we are going to miss lunch if you don't get up."
after a long-stretched period of pulling and tugging at the comforter, the boy finally sat up from his bed. he looked around in confusion for a few minutes, only to find his memory of the night before to come back to him all at once.
"remind me again why i agreed to stay up with you last night." he groaned whilst stretching his arms out, revealing a lower part of his stomach which left the young student blushing.
"because you love me." y/n smiled. ruffling his messy hair before giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
"that i do." he responded, leaning in to give his partner a kiss -- but before he was able to, y/n placed a hand to his lips and cringed.
"no," they got up from their bed and started walking to the bathroom, leaving the boy behind only for him to be confused and upset at the event that just occurred, "if you want to kiss me then you have to brush your teeth first. morning breath is gross."
harry groaned once more and started complaining. "but we've been together for years y/n. you've seen enough of me to where this shouldn't matter!" he followed behind them to the bathroom and wrapped his arms around their waist. putting his head on his partner's shoulder and admiring them in the mirror.
"no exceptions." y/n giggled.
he watched as y/n picked up his toothbrush and put a glob of toothpaste on it. handing it over to harry, the boy accepted it knowing that this was the only way to get what he wanted.
the pair brushed their teeth in unison, occasionally laughing at each other as toothpaste ran down their chins. after 5 minutes, they both spat out into the sink and wiped their mouths on the sleeves of their sweaters.
harry turned to face his partner, moving the hair out of their face and behind their ear before speaking. "now may i kiss you?"
y/n looked at harry for a moment before answering, "of course."
the boy brushed his thumb underneath his partners chin and leaned in. it was a short kiss, but it was sweet and simple. enough to leave him satisfied. once pulling out, he licked his lips and softly chuckled.
"what is it?" y/n asked, confused as to whether or not they did something wrong. "is there something on my face?"
"no no," he gave y/n another quick peck on the lips before going in to hold their frail figure, "you just taste like peppermint."
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So happy to see another Harry Potter lover out there! 👓⚡️❤️ Whenever it’s convenient for you, what would you think of a Jily Lives AU fic where Harry introduces the reader to his parents and they approve of her? Good luck with everything else!
yay oh my goodness i'm so happy to get a request for him! i know i said i'd write for poly!marauders next but no one sent anything in so here this is. haven't written in forever so apologies for sloppiness | h.p. x fem!reader, 1.5k words
You’re trying to ignore the discomfort of apparating, but it’s a nearly impossible task as your body transports from one location to the next. Your being seems to push and pull simultaneously against itself, and it feels awful.
You make it through, however, despite your mother’s persistent cries of worry that you’d arrive somewhere other than Godric’s Hollow, or, God forbid, splinch en route. Despite her concern, you arrive safely, landing on the well-kept grass outside the Potter residence. You unlock the gate just as Harry told you to and enter.
The house is beautiful. It’s modest, considering their affluence, but showcases their taste and money in the most elegant of ways; wisteria creeps up the half-timber walls, and delicately pruned flowerboxes decorate each window. It’s clearly well-loved, with warm lighting bleeding out from the inside, brooms placed haphazardly in the yard, and three pairs of muddy wellies near the front door. It’s the house of a true family. You can feel the love from the outside.
You take a deep breath and walk up to the door, adjusting your skirt and the wrapping of Harry’s birthday present, which sits in your arms alongside the bouquet of flowers you brought for his parents. Harry speaks nothing but praise of James and Lily, and you feel you need to impress them. You’ve been dating for enough months now that you both decided the time was right to meet his parents, and the perfect time arose when he suggested you stay with him for his birthday and onwards until you go back to school.
The lion-shaped knocker daunts you, but you courageously lift your hand to rap it against the door. Inside, you hear a shuffle of feet and laughter before the door opens to reveal your boyfriend.
He immediately grins and greets you with a tentative hug (given the gifts in your arms) and a kiss on the cheek. He then pulls back and says your name, all at once tender and absconding, hand still on your waist as he speaks.
“You didn’t have to,” he says, looking into your eyes adoringly. “You really didn’t need to bring anything. You looking this stunning is a present in itself.”
“I wanted to, Harry,” you reassure him, cheeks rouging. You smile shyly and use your free hand to run through his soft, dark curls. “Hair’s gotten long.”
“Been meaning to have my mum cut it. Keeps getting in my eyes when I play quidditch,” he says, pushing it back himself.
“I like it. I can show you how to pin it back, if you want, or lend you a headband in the meantime.” He nods back, a wide smile on his face. You feel slightly awkward, just looking at him, admiring him, but he’s told you before it’s in your rights as his girlfriend. He’s so pretty that you almost forget about the precarious presents nestled in your arms.
“Let me take those, at least,” he says, gently grabbing the flowers and gift from you. You thank him quietly, slipping your shoes off and placing them next to his familiar Converse by the door. He walks into the living area, adjacent to the kitchen, and you trail behind. His parents are sitting on the couch with their backs facing you, and they stand when they hear you come in.
Lily is gorgeous. Her vibrant red hair is shorter, now, but equally as lustrous as the photos of her in her youth - when Harry was just a baby - that he keeps on his nightstand. Her eyes are a radiant blue-green, and in person, they match Harry’s own even more than you thought. They hold the same kindness and complexity, and her smile lights them up with joy. James is similarly handsome, almost a perfect picture of Harry other than the eyes. His hair has small, barely visible streaks of silver, and his stubble showcases his maturity and elegance as he grows older. They’re both dressed casually, comfortably, and you feel slightly silly in your skirt and tights. Harry’s earlier comment reassures you, and you straighten up.
“Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Potter,” you say as Harry puts your flowers on the dining room table.
“Y/N brought flowers!” Harry says happily, returning to his spot by your side.
“Isn’t that just the sweetest?” Lily says, grinning. “You can call us James and Lily, dear, no need for the formality,” she adds on. James nods in accord.
Harry moves you by the small of your back towards the center of the living room, where his parents stand.
“Mum, Dad, this is Y/N,” Harry introduces you, and Lily leans in to give you a hug. She smells wonderfully comforting, floral and sweet, and you happily reciprocate.
“Believe us, we know,” James jokes under his breath, “Harry here never shuts up about you.”
You blush, even though you know it’s true. Harry never shuts up about you when you’re sitting right in front of him, no matter how much you sheepishly push him away or reject his compliments.
You make idle conversation, school and the summer, before Lily announces that dinner is ready. She’s made Harry’s favorite roast and copious dessert, treacle tart upon treacle tart. Harry’s face lights up when he sees it all laid out, and you have to admit that the smell has you practically drooling.
During dinner, James and Lily ask little questions about your relationship. One would think they’d be interrogating you, prodding to discern whether you’re good enough for their son, but that seems to be the last thing on their minds; they’ve turned all their questioning onto Harry himself.
“Did you at least get her flowers on your first date? You better have walked her back to her dormitory like a gentleman, Harry,” James admonishes.
“He did, he did,” you assure. “He’s a complete gentleman. Spoils me, truly.” Harry smiles beside you, nudging your leg with his.
“Good,” James replies, smiling at his son’s small displays of affection.
The rest of the evening is spent with lively, happy conversation and bouts of laughter. His parents ask you about your studies, your hobbies, your background, but never prod. You feel perfectly comfortable and familiar; it’s like being around family, despite only meeting them today.
Harry is thrilled when you get to dessert, as always, but you’re slightly somber as the meal comes to a close. It’s Harry’s birthday, and you’re excited to give him his present, but you don’t want to leave Godric’s Hollow and return home.
Once you finish your meal, you get up to do your dishes, but James and Lily quickly shoot you down and tell you to stay in the living room with Harry.
“You two lovebirds can have some alone time before we do presents, how about that?” Lily says sweetly, clearing the rest of the plates and disappearing to the kitchen.
You sit on the couch with Harry, head nestled into his shoulder as he draws small circles into your hip. Somehow, he can sense your barely showing melancholy, and of course asks about it.
“What’s on your mind, hm?” He asks, running a finger softly across your cheek. The tenderness in his eyes wills you to tell the truth, even if it seems silly.
“Just don’t want to go home. It’s so lovely here, and your parents are just the sweetest,” you say honestly.
“They really love you. I can tell,” he replies. “You don’t have to go, you know. They’d be happy for you to stay here. When I told them you were only here for the evening they said it was a bummer, actually.”
“Really?” you ask, smiling. “I suppose my mom wouldn’t mind. I don’t have any of my stuff, though.”
“We probably have whatever you need. Could borrow my clothes, and my mom keeps extra of pretty much everything,” Harry says, pressing a small kiss to your forehead.
“Alright, I… I mean I would love to, if it’s not too much trouble. I can stay on the couch or in another room or something if your parents don’t want me sleeping with you.”
“They’d be fine, I’m sure,” he says, smiling at you fondly. He gives you a proper kiss, now, as you sit up closer to him. Just as you pull away his parents come back in, Lily holding a multitude of presents for Harry’s birthday.
“Mum, Y/N is going to stay the night, if that’s alright?” Harry asks, and both his parents nod cheerily.
“Oh, yes! I hope your room is in good shape, he’s not the neatest of boys as I’m sure you know,” Lily says, winking at you.
“She can stay in my room, then?”
“Of course. We’re not stupid, Harry, we were young and in love once too,” James says, sitting down in an armchair opposite you two.
You smile happily to yourself. Nothing feels so perfect, you think, as you give Harry his presents and wind down for the night. Godric’s Hollow, well, the Potter’s, feels like home.
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Harry would def love his s/o sitting on his face, i feel like he would beg almost every other night for it
you’re so right babe he would!!!!! it’s almost like he enjoys it even more than you do. the way you slowly throw your head back with your eyes shut and let out soft whimpers gets him hard in seconds. and the way you taste— god, the way you taste is addictive to him. his hands would grip your thighs as he lets out muffled moans while eating you out skilfully, loving every second of it.
all nsfw daydreams
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ᴛᴏᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ
requested, fanfic, gn!reader
Summary: this is just dilf!Harry being a peeping Tom
CW: mentions of Harry thinking about cheating, male masturbation, Harry almost getting caught, y/n being (not so) oblivious use of 'Little Dove' for the reader
He just couldn’t help it, he knew it was wrong
he was a married man, a father for Merlin’s sake, and yet he couldn’t stop think his little dove, the sweet little neighbour that won the community’s heart when they moved in, he couldn’t stop thinking about you
His obsession with you was getting bad, he couldn’t bring himself to even look at Ginny in the eyes, the woman he swore loyalty to 7 years ago on that altar he now despises so much
And there he was, furiously pumping himself as he watched you rut against the teddy bear he had gifted you as a welcome when you moved in, watching you intently as you desperately chased your release, hips grinding down on the teddy as you whined softly
‘You are going to kill me little dove’ he thought as he felt the pleasure consuming his groin, soft groans leaving his throat as his chest heaved. he was so close, he could feel himself arriving at his climax, but just when he was about to come he heard an harsh knock on his door "Harry..? you in there love..?" he could hear Ginny's muffled voice from behind the door 'she came back erlier…' he could feel the annoyance grow in his gut, soon replaced with a warm fuzzy feeling as he gaze fell back onto you, watching you reach your peak almost made him forget about his ruined orgasm,
"yeah im here..." he replyed, tucking himself back in his pants and closing the curtain as he went to open the door, greeting his unsuspecting wife "welcome back Hun" he said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as he listened to her ramble about her day out with the kids as he helped her set the table for dinner. as he went to grab the plates he heard his phone notifications go off
'weird, who could that be' he tought as he pulled out his phone, almost dropping it as he read the notification
Little Dove:
'i hope you enjoyed the show sir, i know i did ;)'
ahhhhh this took forever, hope you like it <3
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Pride and Pigeons
masterlist
pairing: harry potter x any gender reader
warnings: fluff, kissing
summary: a fluffy imagine of you and harry - requested by anon
a/n: you ask for harry fluff, you shall receive harry fluff :)
song: moon - siggerr
Sitting on the couch in the common room you glance at the fire as it crackles.
It was the holidays and most people were home. Harry told you he was staying, so you decided to join him. He gave up trying to convince you that you didn't have to stay for him awhile ago.
You look down at the book in your hands and then turn your head to look out the window, getting a wonderful view of the snow falling outside. Hogwarts was so beautiful when it was covered in snow.
Harry walks out of his room and heads down the stairs quietly. He spots you cuddled up under a blanket by the fire with your book and he smiles softly.
He heads over to you and plops down next to you on the couch, places a kiss on your cheek, and puts his head on your lap. You instinctively run one of your hands through his hair, "Good morning, Harry."
"Morning, love," he looks at your eyes scanning the pages. He watches how your facial expressions change ever so slightly as you get to certain points of the novel. "You are so pretty."
You feel your cheeks warm and you look at his grinning face. "Thank you." Flipping the page, you glance back at him, "For the record, I think you're also pretty."
"Why, thank you. What book is that?"
"Pride and Prejudice. One of my favorite classics," you beam.
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Pride and Pigeons?"
You laugh and lightly wack his head with the book. "No you daft dimbo."
"I'm only joking!" Harry laughs and holds his hands up in mock surrender.
"Mhm. Anyway, it's a beautiful book. You should read it some time, I can lend you one of my copies."
"One of your copies? How many do you have?"
You look up and think as you count to yourself. "Nine. I think."
"Nine?! Who needs nine copies of the same book?" Harry looks at you with bewilderment.
"There are just a bunch of different pretty versions," you shrug. "I'll give you one of my favorites, with annotations- which is very generous of me because I don't let people borrow my books."
"Except Hermione."
You nod, "Except Hermione." You look back down to the page and continue reading, but you feel Harry's eyes studying you. You look and meet his adoring gaze, "What?"
"Nothing. You're just so... perfect," he sighs dreamily.
You sigh with a smile and pick up your bookmark. You mark the page you're on and put the book down on the table.
Harry pulls himself up a bit and you reach him halfway down, placing your lips softly on his. You feel him smile against your lips and you run your hand through his hair and put the other on the back of his neck.
You pull away after a bit and he drops back down onto your lap and closes his eyes in bliss. "I love you."
"I love you more."
"I love you m-"
You put your hand over his mouth, effectively shushing him. "Every time we do this we just go back and forth on who loves each other more."
"Yeah," he grins, "you're right."
"When am I not?"
He scoffs, "Would you like me to make a list?"
You gasp and put a hand on your chest, "Why are you calling it a list if nothing is going to be on it?"
"Ha ha, very funny." A moment goes by as you enjoy each other's presence in a comfortable silence. "Question," he says.
"Shoot."
"Did you want to go to hogsmeade with me tomorrow? We can get some butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks and wherever else you want."
"Can we get a pet?!"
"No."
"Oh, please, Harry!" you beg him with your best puppy dog eyes. You learned how to do them from the best, Sirius Black. Who better to learn puppy dog eyes from than a dog himself.
"No," he says but you can see he's starting to give in. As he looks at you pleading he has to do everything he can to hold himself from saying yes.
"Harry. Pretty please? With five cherries, whipped cream, sprinkles, chocolate shavings, and caramel on top?"
"Treacle tarts on the side?"
"Treacle tarts on the side."
He looks at your pouting mouth and brings his lips to yours for a quick peck. "How can I say no to that?"
You jump up in excitement and accidentally knock Harry onto the floor. "Oh, Harry! I'm sorry!" You pull him up.
He rubs the back of his head, "Thanks."
"I'm going to get a kitten! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"You're most very welcome, darling. A kitten though?"
"Well, I would get a dog but I don't think Snape would be happy if I sent it to chew on his shoes- which I would totally do."
Harry laughs, "I would love to see that."
"Harry! Do you know what this means?!" you bite your lip with exhilaration.
"We're getting a kitten?"
You roll your eyes, "Obviously," you say in your best Snape impression. "It means we are going to be parents!"
"O-oh! Parents!" Harry stutters at the thought of being a parent with you. He would love nothing more than to have kids with you one day.
"I wonder if they sell clothes. If not then I'll make some. Hm, do you think that Molly will know how to knit clothing for a cat."
"Probably."
You walk to Harry and bring him into a tight hug. He rests his head on your shoulder and places a sweet kiss to your neck. "Thank you, Harry."
"If getting a kitten makes you smile at me like that, then I am more than happy to buy you one," he trails his finger up and down your back, enjoying every second of your warm embrace.
"That's very sweet... I think we should name it Harold Jr."
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James and Sirius embarrassing wolfstar!daughter!reader and Harry Drabble.
Harry’s fingers trace up and down your arm as you lean on his shoulder. The house is quiet and your family is nowhere to be found. You smile shyly as Harry brings the back of your hand up to his lips and presses them against it, gently as always. You feel your face heating up as you allow him to pull you closer. You tilt your head up and press a kiss to his jawline. Harry makes a smooth humming sound and raises your chin slightly.
You can feel the heat of his breath on your lips as he leans closer, and closer until he’s hovering over your mouth.
You’re just about to meet his lips when a loud clicking noise and a bright flash break your trance. You and Harry jump apart quickly, cheeks heating up in unison as you look up to see James holding his stomach in a Loud belly laugh and Sirius chortling in the corner, camera hanging off his neck.
You groan loudly and cover your face in embarrassment but your dad just keeps laughing as he looks at the Polaroid in his hand.
“Oh, that’s adorable! This’ll do perfectly for the book!” Sirius exclaims as he wipes the tears from his eyes. Harry throws a pillow at him from his spot on the couch as you stand up to try and swipe the picture from him.
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Sensitive | Harry James Potter x GN reader
Pairing: sub!harry dom!reader gender neutral reader
Summary: you edge and overstimulate harry in a broom cupboard
Warning: smut 18+, minors please don’t interact!! Spit kink, edging, overstimulation, semi-public
Word count: ~ 2,6k
You pull Harry into the cupboard, hand holding his in a deceivingly soft way. It was dark and there wasn’t much room but it was definitely bigger than some of the other cupboards around here. You gently close the door and put a locking charm on it and then turn the light on.
“What-“ he started but you shove him lightly further into the empty cupboard, until his back hit the wall. His cheeks turned red when he realized his position, under your gaze and trapped between your arms.
“Harry…” you weren’t sure what you were gonna say, you just knew you needed him. You knew you needed him to distract you. You needed to ruin him, strip him down and see how much he can take. “You’re so cute” is what came out of your mouth, how could you be so soft while thinking all these thoughts?
“Thank you” he responded in a whisper, gulping and looking away from your eyes.
“My love, you know I’ve been watching you today and I’m not quite happy with how you’re behaving” you said and Harry looks at you with big, questioning eyes.
“What have I done?” He asked and you could see he was thinking through his entire day.
“You’re teasing me baby, with your pretty eyes and your soft lips, I couldn’t stop staring at them” you press your forehead to his, your hands going to his face. You were so close that he took the opportunity to lick your lips in a teasing manner. You yanked his head back in a warning. But you couldn’t resist his lips so you kissed him hard, forcing him to open his mouth and allowing your tongue in.
“ m’sorry…” harry mumbles into your lips and grips your hips tightly in his hands, still not taking you seriously. You had to show him who was in charge today. You separated yourself from him, pulling his arms up and pinning them to the wall causing him to whimper slightly.
“Keep your hands to yourself pretty boy, or you’ll be truly sorry” you warned and there was a flash in his eyes and if you weren’t so familiar with his reactions or mannerism you wouldn’t recognize it was a flash of submission.
“Yeah?” He questions, his bratty attitude slightly shining through. “We both know you cave once you hear me beg once.” He said, smirking, and it was like a personal attack. It happened once, once. You had tried punishing Harry by edging him and only by the second round his pleas and whines had you in a puddle of softness toward your boyfriend. You didn’t let him see your flustered self and instead challenged the dom inside you.
“You’re gonna regret this baby…you really shouldn’t have said that…” you let his arms drop and cross yours on your chest and take a step back from him. “Muffliatio” you casted the spell quickly, knowing Harry would be more than vocal.
Your eyes lingered and the look of intimidation slowly creeped on Harry’s face. He nervously bit his lips and his eyes darted around the room, landing on everything except you, his hands were wringing together and he was slowly balancing from one foot to the other.
“Strip.” You said making him quickly whip his head up to look at you. “Didn’t you hear me? I said strip.” Your voice was calm but there was an undertone of warning that Harry caught up on quickly.
He started with his sweater, slowly pulling the zipper down, teasingly. Slipping one arm out then the other and throwing it on the floor a few feet away.
“Faster.” You ordered, trying to stay patient and give him a chance. But he didn’t take it. He continued to slowly take his shoes off one after the other, pushing them aside. You saw the tiny smirk on his face and that was it. You strode towards him,pulling him by the belt and aggressively yanking it open. You pull down his pants and lift off his shirt. There was a chair in the corner so you summon it to Harry and pushed him down.
“I know what you were doing last night, without me…” you said and he seemed to tense up a little. You put your hand on his clothed member, slowly palming it. “You were playing with this desperate little cock of yours, without my permission.”
“I- I wasn’t” Harry whimpered and his chest moved quickly trying to contain his arousal.
“Don’t lie to me baby, there’s no use” you caress his chin and jaw, only to then forcibly grab his face. “Open your mouth” you ordered and he obliged. Something that always put Harry in subspace almost immediately was spit in any shape or form so you spit forcibly into his mouth, making sure not to break eye contact. His eyes were shifting and he was submerged in the right headspace, he was now truly under your control.
“What’s our safe word love?” You asked just to stay safe.
“Pink” he responded quietly.
“Good boy.” You praised and in turn, there was a twitch in Harry’s pants. “I’m gonna punish you today, do you know why?”
“Mhm” he said and looked away in shame.
“Use your words. Do you think you deserve this punishment?”
“Yes.” Harry admitted and you smirked, glad that he wasn’t putting up a fight. You tug at the waistband of his pants and pull them down under his ass. His hard cock sprung onto his stomach, a whimper escaping his lips.
“So hard already? I haven’t even touched you.” You said and start kissing his neck and toying with his nipples. His whimpering became louder as you left hickeys onto his neck. “So pretty.” You praise and sure enough his cock twitched again.
“Mhm feels good” he whimpered.
“Did I ask you to speak?” You ask and he shakes his head, “no I didn’t, then why did you open this filthy little mouth hm?”
“m’sorry im sorry” he whimpers and you can’t help but chuckle at the state he was in. You pinch his nipple hard just as you take his swollen cock in your hand, slowly squeezing it.
“mmh-nng” his chest heaves as if he was getting soaked in cold water, and his hands went to your arms trying to steady himself.
“Hands behind your back love” you whisper in a fake gentleness which you loved to use against him because he usually does exactly what you want. You rub his cock in your hand, watching the foreskin pull back and forth from around the tip and back down the shaft.
Harry’s hips thrusted into your fist trying to get as much pleasure as he could but you wouldn’t have it. Your hand collided with his thigh, not hard enough to hurt but it was loud enough to give him a warning.
You jerked his cock with one hand as the other went to his lips, inserting two fingers for him to suck on and muffle his precious moaning.
The view of him sucking on your fingers, with sweat glimmering on his forehead, his eyes big like a puppy waiting for a treat and the sounds from his throat was almost too much for you. You sink down to your knees, between his legs and help him scoot closer to the edge of the seat. He moans, knowing what was to come.
“Shh…” you shushed him and placed kisses on his thighs, sucking and biting on the skin to leave hickeys. “So pretty. Look at you leaking already…” you collect the precum with your fingers and signal to him to lean down. “lick them clean” you ordered and he gulps before doing as you said. His tongue picked up every last drop as his face revealed his shame.
“Good boy” you praised and pulled him in for a kiss, loving how you could still faintly taste his cum on his tongue. The kiss left you breathless and your lips swollen but you decided it was time to play with your toy.
You engulfed his cock slowly, licking the head first and going down until you hit the base. The feeling of his cock nearly down your throat, stretching it open, had you rolling your eyes back. You bobbed your head, enjoying the moans and whimpers from Harry who suddenly made the mistake of grabbing your hair.
“Incarcerous. behave.” you casted the spell with your wand and a small rope tied Harry’s wrists together behind his back and gave his thigh another slap.
“Sorry sorry sorry” He whimpered, eager to return to your previous task. You quickly take him back in your mouth, swirling your tongue and hollowing your cheeks.
“Please” he whined, bucking his hips slightly. “Please, I’m close” he breathed and you removed yourself again with a plop of his cock leaving your mouth.
“It’s only been a few minutes, you already wanna cum? You came alone last night right after I had rewarded you with a blowjob right? Played with your sensitive cock Hmm? And now you wanna cum again? You’re just so desperate for an orgasm, like a little horny slut?” You said and watched as he lost it with each word out of your mouth.
“m’sorry, please sorry sorry I’m a slut please please” he blabbered.
“Please what?“
“Let me cum please” he whimpered and you shook your head.
“You’ll have to wait and if you’re a good boy I will let you cum.” You smiled and he let out a pathetic whine and desperate nods. So you put your mouth back on his member, squeezing it with your cheeks, your hands caressing his thighs at the same time.
“ahh hnn-g I can’t- hold it-“
You pull back, edging him once more and he whines, his hips bucking from the lack of stimulation.
“I Wanna see you cry with frustration. I wanna teach you a lesson babyboy, you should never disobey me.” You said and started pumping his cock again. This time it only took 30 seconds for him to get close and you edged him again.
“Pleaase, mmnhhh” his voice was low and raspy, his eyes glazed over in submission and his face scrunched up in pleasurable pain. “Please, please please…” he pleaded over and over again. You smirked at him and dragged a finger down a nerve in his cock, laughing as it twitched.
If you had done this in any other situation where Harry was not feeling subby you’d be done for, he would force his cock down your throat and fuck your face until he orgasmed. But Harry being like this, so soft and compliant, you were free to tease him and you loved that control.
After waiting for a few moments you put him in your mouth again, willing to let him touch the back of your throat with each movement. It was very quick this time, his pleas never stopping and you separated yourself.
“Ahh, look at you all worked up and we are just getting started. What’s wrong? You regret that you broke the rules don’t you?”
“Yes yea sorry I’m sorry please…please” he look at you with his pleading face and you fought against the soft dom inside you by letting him down your throat again.
“ahh ahh g-gonna-“ he moaned only a few seconds later and you pulled away, laughing at the loud whine he let out.
“No no please please” he begged, his eyes tearing up slightly.
“Please what, what was it you wanted, again?” You asked, pretending to have forgotten.
“Please I wanna cum…let me cum I’m begging” his tears trailed down his cheeks.
“Aw love don’t cry, it only makes me wanna ruin you more.” You smirk and caress his thighs.
“Please let me cum I need it so badly”
You fisted his cock, with your lips around the precum coated head, quickly pulling him close to the edge.
“I can’t I can’t please please” he sobbed and you knew he truly wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore, being that he hasn’t been trained enough yet, you decided to let him cum.
“Cum for me Harry” you moaned and returned quickly to his cock, feeling his hips thrust into you, his arse leaving the chair, followed by a stream of hot liquid squirting down your throat.
“I’m cumming I’m- fuck!” He cursed loudly, riding out his orgasm. You stand up, pulling his head back by the hair, not allowing him to see the arousal on your face. His lips were separated due to all the moans he let out so you took the opportunity to spit in his mouth, a mixture of saliva and his own cum.
“Swallow” you ordered and he did as he was told. “Good boy.” You said and without warning started jerking his cock hard and fast, collecting the remaining cum between your fingers.
“too much too much please no… please it’s too-“
“Shut up.” You grab his face roughly, “you wanted this, you wanted to cum so I’m gonna help you cum. Again. And it might hurt a little.”
“Please stop” he pleaded as if you hadn’t just told him to shut up, you lightly smack his face causing him to moan.
“Shut the fuck up”
“Mhmmm” he resorted to whining and writhing under your hold. More precum leaked from his cock, building up in your fist.
“You like it don’t you? I can see you do. Moan for me” you say and Harry does. He moans loud and more intensely than the previous round. His tears were streaming down his face and his nose adorably red.
“Fuck I’m close!” He moaned and you couldn’t stop you wanted him to cum again. Your hand held his face again, making eye contact.
“Keep your eyes on me, want you to look at me while you cum.” You raised your eyebrows as his face slowly turned as he get closer to his orgasm. His mouth open, his eyes teary and rolled back. The moans grew louder until he came, eyes squeezed shut despite his efforts to keep them open.
“So gorgeous, such a good boy.” You praised but your hand didn’t leave his cock. You pumped it slowly, waiting for him to react to the overstimulation.
“Okay okay stop stop please I can’t take it I can’t.” He repeated as the sensations overwhelmed him. “Ah ah ahaaah” he let out whines and squirmed under you, trying to get away.
“Be still.”
“I can’t Please please fuck”
“I’m gonna make you cum again, just like what you asked for.” You smirk and kiss his wet cheeks. He whines in response, looking down at his twitching cock in your hand. A few thrust and he started bucking his hips for more.
“ahh so precious when you’re desperate to cum. I can play with you all night, like a little fucktoy.” You said and caress his cheek.
“Fuck” he stretched out his moan, having it echo in the small cupboard. “Fuck me please fuck me”
“Aww so eager. You were just telling me to stop and now you wanna cum again, aren’t you an adorable little puppy in heat?”
“Yes yes. I am, I am.” He moaned and writhed for something to grab on.
“Cum then cum for me” you ordered and just at your words his cock spurted cum everywhere, his chest heaved and his tears were mixed with sweat.
You continued overstimulating him, not quite satisfied with the punishment yet.
“aaah aaaah” he practically yelped at the feeling in his cock, twisting his body in different directions to get away from it. “It hurts!“ he said and cried with his lip between his teeth.
“it’s too much, now? Did you learn your lesson? Hmm?” You ask.
“Yes yes please stop please”
“What did you learn baby?” You squeeze him harder.
“aaaah- i shouldn’t cum without permission!” He said between hiccups and sobs.
“Want me to stop?” You wanted a quick last tease before letting him go.
“Please yes please stop It hurts” he moaned and you let him go with one last thrust. He was a whimpering mess, still bucking his hips into the air.
“There we go” you peck his lips as he exhaled with a grunt.
“You’re so pretty, so pretty. You were so good baby, the best baby boy” you praised and kissed his crying face. You helped him clean with your wand and helped him dress again.
“I- i really want a hug…” he stuttered and you were immediately embracing him with a warm hug, not willing to see the one you love so distraught.
“I love you so much… you’re the best boy ever” you praised and let him bury his head in your shoulder.
“I love you too” he mumbled, sounding tired and you knew that a good nap was needed.
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okg pls give us a hufflepuff reader with slytherin harry
HARRY POTTER X FEM!READER.
The bet
(LOVE WHOEVER MADE THESE PICS OMFL ITS HOT IN HERE 🥵)
Part 1 Part 2 part 3
Slytherin!Harry and hufflepuff reader!
Ravenclaw Hermione and gryffindor Ron.
All marauders are alive just not mentioned
Voldy baldy is dead.
Warnings: cigarettes, swearing
Harry James potter.
The girls around hogwarts loved him, until they found out what a total player he was. Many girls would cry over the heartbreak, some girls wouldn’t give a shit and never talk to him again. Some reckoned he was only like that because he was friends with Draco malfoy.
Y/n y/l/n. One of hogwarts most favourite students, y/n wasn’t one to hate on people but when it came to potter she couldn’t stand him, she promised herself she’d never EVER fall in love with someone like Harry.
“So what class have you got next, y/n” Hermione looked at her. “Oh I have char-” y/n not looking where she was going she bumped into someone, her books going everywhere. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going” she laughed awkwardly even before looking up and when she did, she wished she could take the apology back but she didn’t say anything.
“Oh it’s okay, not your fault” Harry had passed her books that he’d helped her pick up his friends not far behind him smirking at the both of them, he looked into her beautiful e/c eyes and smiled.
Y/n smiled as she walked off with Hermione, the slytherin boy just standing there.
“The Harry Potter just spoke to you!” Hermione squealed “did you see how he was looking at you? He was totally crushing!” Y/n looked at her best friend “he can crush all he wants, do you not know what he done to Ginny Weasley? He cheated on her with Cho Chang then he cheated on Cho for some other girl, how come you were so excited for him to speak to me? If you want him I’m sure he would snog wit-”
“Y/n! Gross anyways…Ron’s the one I like…what do you think I was doing why you and Harry were talking?” She shyly replied. Hermione wasn’t the kind of girl to fall for a boy then go blabbering on about it, she was very secretive with that kind of subject.
“Come on enough boy talk, flitwick will have our necks if we are late.” Y/n said walking a bit faster.
Later on.
Ron, malfoy, Harry, Blaise, Seamus, Dean. We’re all in the slytherin common room joking and laughing around. Malfoy then had said [this story there aloud in each others common room.]
“So potter, you looked real cozy with that hufflepuff girl, y/l/n? Was it.” Malfoy had lit up a cigarette. Ron turned over to Harry. “As in y/n? Blimey Harry” “we just bumped into eachother no big deal.”
“But she’s definitely not a big fan of you like most girls” Dean continued on. “Chang and Weasley basically told the entire school and rumour has it the golden girl of hufflepuff don’t like you, at all. No way she’d fall in love with you mate”
“Is that a challenge?” Harry smirked looking at Dean. “You don’t think I Can get y/n y/l/n to fall in love with me?” Harry sat up “okay I bet you all, I can make that girl fall in love with me.”
“And if you don’t.” Seamus Said, all boys now interested in this bet. “If I don’t I’ll jump in the black lake, naked.” “Alright, bet” Blaise said, Harry now lighting a cigarette.
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The next day, Harry came down extra early making his way to the hufflepuff common room, waiting for y/n.
He had a cigarette in his mouth when She came out, her hair down and a bright smile on her face. “Y/l/n!” Harry shouted throwing the blunt on the floor and walking towards her.
She turned around “potter” he heard the annoyance in her voice. “You and me, date?” She rolled her eyes “yeah nice try, find another girl.” She walked off and he was left alone stood there.
Again the next day he came down waiting for her, she looked even more annoyed when she saw him. He took her books “what do you think your doing?” She said rolling her eyes. “Walking you to class, what does it look like?”
She smiled a little bit and she prayed that he didn’t see, but he did.
He did the same the next day. “Well I’m not surprised to see you here potter.” She said giving him her bag. He put it on his shoulder. “I want to get on a first name basis, if that’s okay with you?”
“Sure, I don’t see why not.” They walked to breakfast together. “So y/n. You gonna let me talke you on a date?” She looked down. She really wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t do this for the others, maybe he was actually trying to keep a relationship.
“I don’t know” was all she said but Harry knew that he’d get the hufflepuff girl to fall in love with him with out falling in love with her.
Well, little did he know.
The weekend had come and Harry and y/n were in Harry’s dorm. “So what’s your favourite colour.” Harry asked randomly. “(Your favourite colour)” he nodded “ and food?” “(Your favourite food)” you were currently sitting at his desk why he was in his bed.
“Do you have a favourite colour?” Y/n asked looking at him. “Well I like red I suppose, and favourite food is Treacle Tart” y/n laughed at the way Harry licked his lips as he said it. “You know, I could get used to that, your laugh” Harry smiled at her.
She blushed a little.
“You want to make treacle tart?” Y/n offered, Harry’s eyes lighting up at the question, y/n being pushed down to the kitchen.
Y/n had started with the flour, salt and butter. Mixing it together with her hands, Harry standing behind her he put his hands in aswell helping her. Y/n slightly blushed but didn’t let him see. When they had done the pastry they started on the filling, then assembling the tarts and putting them in the oven.
Y/n cleaning up the flour on the side. Harry being Harry he took some and tapped her face. He laughed “oh really! Is that how you wanna be.” She giggled taking flour and chucking it all over him.
Y/n ran around the kitchen covered in flour and so did Harry but y/n was hiding and Harry was catching her. Quietly, Harry scared her casing her to scream and giggle. He pulled her in by her waist and looked down at her. He looked into those (e/c) eyes he adored so much.
Maybe he was falling for her after all.
After there fight they cleaned up the kitchen so the elf’s would have to, not even long after that the treacle tart was done.
Harry had taken it out the oven and he took one without waiting.
“This is the best treacle tart I’ve ever had, hands down.” He said smiling at her. She giggled as she wiped his lips with her thumb.
“It’s getting late” y/n said looking at the time. They were aware that they were out after hours but sneaking back was the problem. “It’s okay love, come on.” Harry had put the tarts on a plate and took one more before leaving the kitchen.
He took her up to the hufflepuff common room. “I’ll see you tomorrow” He smiled. She smiled back. “Yes. And you can take me on that date tomorrow night if you want.” Harry smiled, the bet had blown over him and all he cared about was her. “I’ll pick you up at seven”
She watched him leave before slipping into the common room, smiling as she walked to her dorm.
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₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 jump then fall
pairing: harry potter x reader
warnings: tooth rotting fluff:p, no use of y/n, that’s all I think !!
1.6k words ^_^
You and harry had been friends since 2nd year, when you were both in the hospital wing alone, leading to a conversation. You and harry had accidentally fallen asleep in the cozy, warm common room after talking the previous night about random things, you had fallen asleep on Harry’s lap.
You had woken up before Harry, admiring your sleeping best friend, too engrossed by his ethereal face, you didn’t notice him stirring and waking up until he talked.
His raspy morning voice getting you out of trance, him laughing softly, the laugh that makes one’s heart flutter, the laugh that made your heart flutter. That exact moment was when you realized his laugh was the best sound you have ever heard. You had dug yourself in a hole far too deep to get out of.
You then realized he was talking, about who knows what, you heard the words but you were only thinking about how you two should be together. As he smiles while re-telling a story that happened to him last week (he already told you what happened a week ago) you also smile.
You never knew when these feelings for Harry started, but you never really fought them; it’s not like they could disappear. The thing is, you really wanted them to disappear, scared one day you’ll slip up and admit your feelings for Harry and ruin your friendship.
There were so many girls that wanted Harry, many that you thought were prettier, better suited for Harry. But oh how you wanted Harry to jump and fall onto you.
Too entranced, again, Harry had softy nudged your shoulders.
“It’s 6:30, breakfast just started, hurry and get ready so we can eat together.” With that, Harry had left to go get himself ready for the day.
You and Harry met up in the common room again, talking softly together making your way to the great hall. Ron and Hermione already there, food on their plates. You and Harry made your way to them, sitting across from them.
Harry’s hair couldn’t be anymore messier but oh how you loved the way falls on his face.
Not wanting to think of Harry anymore, you quickly grab food to put on your plate, Hermione lifting her eyebrows and smirking at you, she knew about your feelings for Harry. She had caught you staring at him for nearly 3 minutes straight in transfiguration, you later confessed that you indeed liked Harry.
You just loved how Harry was everything you ever wanted. His beautiful green eyes, soft raven hair, his personality. Oh you could just die from how perfect he is.
Realizing you’re zoning out again, you try to join into the conversation Ron and Harry were currently having.
However, your attention was immediately drawn to Harry, who seemed unusually subdued as he picked at his breakfast, his brow furrowed in deep concentration.
Concern gnawed at your insides, and you leaned in closer to him, lowering your voice to a whisper. “Harry, is everything alright?”
Harry looked up, his emerald eyes clouded with worry. “It’s nothing, just… a headache. I probably didn’t get enough sleep last night. You know how noisy the common room can be. Maybe it’s more of a nap zone than a sleep spot.”
You had felt bad, knowing you were the reason he slept in the common room last night.
You studied him carefully, noting the faint lines of exhaustion etched across his features. “Are you sure? Maybe you should see Madam Pomfrey, just to be safe.”
Before Harry could respond, a sudden commotion erupted across the hall, drawing everyone’s attention. You turned to see a group of Slytherins huddled together, casting furtive glances in Harry’s direction.
Hermione’s gaze hardened, her instincts kicking into overdrive. “What are they up to now?” she muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
You felt a knot form in the pit of your stomach, a sense of foreboding settling over you like a heavy cloak. With tensions already running high, the last thing anyone needed was another confrontation with the Slytherins.
Harry’s hand tightened around his wand, his jaw set with determination. “I’ll go talk to them,” he said, his voice steady despite the unease swirling around him.
Before you could protest, Harry was on his feet, striding purposefully towards the Slytherin table. Your heart pounded in your chest, the fear of the unknown clawing at your senses.
As Harry disappeared into the throng of students, you exchanged a worried glance with Hermione, silently praying that everything would turn out alright. In times like these, the bonds of friendship were more important than ever, and you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together.
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As you and Hermione made your way to Defense Against the Dark Arts, the castle corridors echoed with the sounds of students bustling to their respective classes. The air hummed with anticipation, and a nervous energy seemed to permeate the stone walls.
Glancing sideways at Hermione, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh, your thoughts inevitably drifting to Harry. “I hope Harry’s doing alright,” you said, your voice laced with genuine concern.
Hermione shot you a knowing look, her brown eyes warm with understanding. “He’ll be fine, you know Harry. Always manages to come out on top, even in the trickiest situations.”
You nodded, trying to shake off the worry gnawing at your insides. “I know, it’s just… with everything going on lately, I can’t help but worry.”
Hermione placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, her touch grounding you in the present moment. “We’re all in this together. If Harry needs us, we’ll be there for him. That’s what friends do.”
A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips, grateful for Hermione’s unwavering support. “Thanks, Hermione. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Hermione returned your smile, her expression softening with affection. “You’d manage just fine, but it’s nice to know you have someone to lean on when things get tough.”
With Hermione’s words echoing in your mind, you felt a flicker of hope ignite within you. No matter what challenges lay ahead, you knew that as long as you had your friends by your side, everything would be alright.
Harry hurt, is what you are now thinking of, if he was hurt, what would you do?
In moments of darkness, when the weight of the world bears down on Harry’s shoulders, you find solace in the simple act of being there for him. If ever he’s wounded, aching with the scars of battle or the burden of destiny, you stand ready, arms outstretched like a fortress against the storm, ready to catch him before he falls.
And if there comes a time when Harry’s anger threatens to consume him, when the weight of injustice presses down upon his soul until he feels like he might shatter, you offer him sanctuary in the embrace of your arms. You hold him through the night, his tears mingling with the soft whispers of solace and reassurance, until the darkness recedes and he finds solace in the light of dawn.
In these moments of vulnerability, you see Harry as he truly is, a soul forged in the crucible of adversity, yet tempered by the warmth of friendship and the enduring bonds of love. His laughter, once a rare and fleeting thing, now echoes through the corridors of your heart, a melody of hope and resilience that speaks to the depths of your soul.
And so you pledge to stand by him, unwavering and unyielding, through the trials and tribulations that lie ahead. For in Harry, you see not just a friend, but a kindred spirit—a beacon of light in a world shrouded in darkness, a reminder that even in the bleakest of times, love will always find a way to endure.
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As you and Harry sat by the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room, the crackling of the flames providing a comforting backdrop, you both found yourselves engrossed in conversation. The air between you was charged with a palpable tension, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken emotions swirling beneath the surface.
Harry glanced at the you, his gaze lingering for a moment longer than necessary, before turning away with a faint blush coloring his cheeks. You felt your heart flutter at the intensity of his gaze, a warmth spreading through them like wildfire.
“I can’t believe it’s already our fifth year at Hogwarts,” Harry remarked, his voice soft with nostalgia. “Feels like just yesterday we were wandering the corridors, trying to navigate our way through the maze of secrets and mysteries.”
You nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “Time flies when you’re having fun, I suppose. But Hogwarts wouldn’t be the same without all the adventures we’ve shared together.”
Harry’s expression softened, his eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that took the reader’s breath away. “I couldn’t agree more,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “And… I’m grateful for every moment we’ve spent together.”
Your heart skipped a beat at Harry’s words, the weight of their shared history washing over them like a tidal wave. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of the common room and the flickering glow of the fire, you realized just how much Harry meant to you.
As they sat in companionable silence, the air charged with unspoken longing, it became clear that your feelings for each other were anything but one-sided. In the quiet intimacy of the moment, you and Harry found solace in the knowledge that this bond was deeper than friendship, and that love had found its way into both of your hearts when none of you expected it.
With a whispered promise and a love that knew no bounds, you and Harry surrendered to the pull of destiny, hearts beating as one in a symphony of love that would endure through the ages.
Jump, then fall, baby
Jump, then fall into me, into me
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