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⌈𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 ⌋
⚭ 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏 ⚭


It was an unnaturally bright day, sunlight seeped through the castle windows as you walked the halls hand in hand with Harry. The day seemed to match the occasion, on this day one year ago Mr. Harry James Potter sheepishly asked you to be his girlfriend with a shot of fire whiskey in his system and an arm slung around your shoulder by the fireplace.

“Ah yes, how was it that you said, I’m tired of pretending I don’t want to kiss you all the time and having to look away if I find you particularly hot one day, so y/n please, please, please go out with me and be my girlfriend" you gave a dramatic reenactment of how he asked you out and he blushed pink laughing out too.

“Oh don’t bring that up please, I can’t believe I asked you out while in the middle of a party, partly intoxicated... you can imagine my shock when I woke up the next morning and Ron was laughing at me as to what I had done” he was shaking his head smiling and continued,

“Glad I did it though, Merlin knows how long it would’ve taken me to do it otherwise, I always got so nervous around you, well I mean I still do” you smiled and pecked his cheek.

“Now don’t make me blush Harry” he brought an arm around your waist and you leaned your head into his shoulder as you walked into the Great Hall.

“Ah here comes the old married couple,” Ron says when you entered the hall with Harry and all of your close friends laughed.

“Haha, very funny Ron, I see you still haven’t asked that girl that spends a lot of time in the library to go out on a date I presume,” you remarked raising a brow, subtly looking at Hermione and he turned stone-faced, Hermione was furrowing her brows trying to figure out who was the girl at the library.

Hermione was an absolute genius at anything but her love life, so it was no surprise she didn’t know you were referencing her.

Fred and George came around and patted Harry on the back,

“How you got y/n to go out with you I’ll truly never know mate,” said George.

“If you ask me Georgie, she’s under a pretty strong Confundus hex” said Fred worriedly, he then turned to you, ”y/n, you’re free to go, it’s ok, you’re no longer under a spell" he articulated every word slowly as though trying to bring you out of a trance and you smacked his arm laughing.

“Shut up Freddie, I’m with Harry cause I like him, and he is the chosen one of course, how could I say no” Hermione and Ron almost spat out their juice at the mention of Harry being the chosen one and Fred and George barked out laughter, Harry made a sour face.

“So that’s it, you’re only with me cause I’m the chosen one" he said rolling his eyes.

“Oh Harry get your head out of your arse, you could be a walking jinx and I’d still probably be with you” he smiled and you turned to Fred, “you know what Fred, I think I might be going back to you on that theory I’m under a pretty strong Confundus” you said and everyone laughed.

“Ha I knew it!” he said high-fiving George.

“Just kidding H” you whispered into Harry’s ear and give him a quick peck on the lips as his cheeks turned rosy again.

“Ugh I swear, get a room you two” said Ron with a look of distaste on his face and you flipped him off giving Harry another kiss.

“Well anyway, congrats you guys” Hermione says sending you both a wide smile.

“Thanks ’Mione” Harry responded and you all continued eating breakfast.

⑅ ⑅ ⑅

Harry had been incredibly sweet and flirty for the entire day, during Transfiguration, he transfigured a piece of red cloth into a rose, and McGonagall while impressed, scorned him because that was not the lesson she was teaching today.

“Potter while I’m happy you can turn a red cloth into a rose,” she said smirking seeing as he had given it to you and his fingers were still lightly on your hand, “today’s lesson was to turn the teacup and saucer into a cat, but very well. Just make sure you can do that by the end of class please.”

Her faint smile was still there as she went to check on Rons failed attempt to which the handle of the teacup was now a cat’s tail and the saucer had cat ears.

During lunch, he fixed your plate with your favorite things and even had bought dessert from Honeydukes to which Ron frowned at.

“Oh of course she gets the Chocolate Frog” he said and Hermione elbowed him the stomach. You chuckled and ended up sharing the Chocolate Frog with him and soon all was forgotten, but there was no way he was touching the Jelly Slugs and you made that very clear as his hand made a swipe for them across the table and Harry laughed as you smacked his hand away.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley! I shared my Chocolate Frog! Enough!” he looked away shamefully and Hermione let out a snort saying ′Serves you right′ and continued spreading her piece of toast with jam.

⑅ ⑅ ⑅

Right after school Harry had a quidditch practice which he couldn’t reschedule but that was okay with you, you brought your Potions essay and Charms book and sat in the stands watching them practice. He was showing off a little more than usual and you could help but laugh.

“Oí mate! I know you have things you’d rather be doing” Angelina said gesturing to you and giving you a small smile to show wasn’t angry at you, but at Harry, “but put your head in the game for at least five minutes Potter!”

You hardly came to Quidditch practice for that reason. Harry, much like his father James before him you had heard, showed off when their girlfriends came to watch practices, although Harry wasn’t as much of a big head you reckoned.

“Alright, alright, I’ll get going” he sent a small wink and you smiled back brightly waving your hand gesturing to him to get on.

You had stopped paying attention to the practice, focusing on your essay instead. It was almost finished up when a sharp whizzing noise came behind you. Startled you jumped and looked up to see nothing was there. You shook your head and continued writing when the same noise came again and made you smudge the writing on your essay.

Who the hell was doing that!

Hearing loud laughter and noticing everyone was gone from the Quidditch Pitch, you looked right up above you and saw Harry on his broom, both of his hands clutched in his chest laughing.

“You arsehole! Look what you made me do, my essay has a big smudge on it now!”

“Oh lighten up y/n!” he came down, “want to go for a spin?” he said with a wide smirk and an eyebrow raised.

Taking in his appearance right now he looked too good for someone who just spent an hour diving and riding along a field, his hair was windswept and his cheeks were rosy, much like how he looked after other activities...

You shook your head of those thoughts.

“Harry we could get detention if caught!” you argued and he looked around.

“Hm, I don’t know y/n, doesn’t seem like there’s anyone in here to give us detention, and everyone is too busy studying anyways. I reckon Filch has his hands full with Fred, George, and their creations" he said, you bit your lip in contemplation,

“Alright alright, fine, I’ll go for a spin, but if we get caught, it’s your fault Potter” you gave in.

“That’s my girl” he pecked your lips and mounted his broom again, you getting on behind him when he stopped you,

“No, no go in front, I’ll help you steer it’ll be fun” your eyes widened and he chuckled.

“Come on have a little faith in me l/n, I won’t let you fall, plus you ride brooms pretty bloody well-” he snorted and stopped himself once he thought of the double meaning.

“Harry you perv, shut up,” you said and couldn’t help but laugh with him, “fine but if we fall and I die or break a bone... It will lie heavily on your conscious H” he rolled his eyes as he slid back on the broom allowing you to mount in front of him, your skirt hiked up and you remembered this wasn’t a skort so if anyone would stand under you they would get a glimpse more of something they were probably hoping not to see.

“Blimey I almost forgot you were wearing a skirt, the views pretty good from back here-” he said and you turned around and jabbed his stomach.

“Harry I swear if you focus on my arse and not on the steering and we fall I’m going to-” before you could finish that sentence his feet pushed up from the ground and you let out a yelp, your hands quickly grabbing the front of the broom.

Harry placed a hand around your waist for stability and a hand right under yours at the front of the broom.

It felt like almost yesterday when he took you out on your third date and this is what both of you did, but in the middle of the night under his invisibility cloak. The cloak had almost flown off from on top of both of you so many times that by the last 15 minutes you just went without it and soared closely to the water of the Great Lake.

“You were saying?” he retorted and the sudden shock of the lift-off didn’t let you answer him.

The gold and deep red of the Gryffindor stand zoomed past you and you found yourself to actually enjoy this. You went in circles starting from the bottom of the stand and zoomed all the way to the top.

Harry was now laying his chin on your shoulder, chest pressed against your back and you were both laughing forgetting that anything else but this moment existed. It was like that when you were with Harry, and he felt the same way too. You were his escape from his responsibilities and offered him that peace of mind he struggled to find.

His hand on your waist tightened as you flew high up into the clouds, the warm afternoon sunset was shining beautiful colors, Harry looked almost ethereal in the lighting, his emerald orbs glittering with the golden sunlight.

Both of you watched the sunset in silence, occasionally looking at the Forbidden Forest, birds rising from the canopies of trees singing a mellifluous song.

“There isn’t one other person I’d rather be here than with you, y/n” you twisted your body carefully backward and gave him a coy smile.

“I’d hope so, I don’t think this lighting would favor Ron’s complexion.” you joked and he laughed, “But same, you know, I feel safe when I’m with you H, I don’t even think you know how much” he smiled and leaned in to give you a kiss.

He pulled away and layered kisses randomly on your face making you laugh.

“Harry we’re going to fall!”

“No, kiss, we’re, kiss, not, kiss" you laughed as kisses landed on your nose and eyebrows.

“You know, I really do love you, Harry James Potter”

“And I you, y/n l/n”

“Well as much as I like being suspended in the air, we should head down dinner is about to start,” he says, once again holding on to your waist and zooming down.

Flying was thrilling, you could honestly understand half of the appeal to quidditch was the flying portion of it.

The changing rooms were empty and the corridor leading to them was void of life. You waited outside the boy’s one for Harry to finish up when you heard his voice inside the room calling you.

“Yes Harry?” you said peeking your head through the door.

The bathroom was still full of steam and the mirrors on the wall were foggy, through one of them you saw Harry’s back, a towel slung around his waist. A line symmetrically dividing his back into two, the dimples at the bottom defined as he arched his back pulling his left arm behind him in a stretch.

He wow- ok.

“Yeah hey, can you get me my clothes I left them in my bag”

You entered the bathroom leaving your Gryffindor robes outside just in case they got wet on the floor since they were a little long.

Rummaging through his bag you found his plain t-shirt, jeans, boxers, tennis shoes and socks, classic Harry.

“Here you go,” you said walking up to him but stopped in your tracks once he turned to face you.

His hair lay messily on his forehead and water droplets were still on his toned abdomen and kept rolling down stopping at his v-line.

You have of course seen Harry like this many times, but something about seeing him in the low lighting of the shower room where the sun was already setting and the lanterns on the wall were beginning to flicker on... it was just different.

Your eyes lingered too long by his abdomen and when you looked back up at his face still clutching his clothing he raised his brows.

“You ok there y/n” he says coming closer and retrieving his clothes, accidentally brushing his fingers on your hand.

“Oh- yes, fine, me, of course, t-totally cool”

“I don’t know you seem, flustered, and I can’t think to come up with the reason why,” he said and you would’ve rolled your eyes at how stupid he was being but right now all that was going through your mind was how incredibly hot he looked and how nonchalant he was being about this entire thing.

“I’m not flustered Harry it’s just, you know, hot in here” you responded using your hand like a fan.

“Are you sure?" he said walking closer and you started walking back to where one of the showers was. Of course, this being the Wizarding world, showers turned on automatically if you stood under them for long enough, it had been 5 seconds and you were about to respond when a gush of warm water had you completely soaked.

“Fucking hell!” you screamed out, your uniforms clung onto you, your shirt becoming basically transparent.

“I had a nice view of you in a skirt before,” Harry started, “but this also works too”

Harry was now under the shower too dangerously close to you, his towel miraculously staying on.

“Well I had a nice view of you with a towel wrapped around your waist, but this works spectacularly well too” you flirted back and he smirked.

“Hm, seems like we both got something better than what we bargained for” those words were ghosted on your lips, the water from the shower still streaming down on both of you. He had put a hand on your chin as he spoke.

“So are you going to kiss me or-” was all you could say before he smashed his lips onto yours, water was still gushing above you as Harry hungrily kissed you. His hands started unbuttoning your shirt and he kissed down your wet chest.

Your hands dug into his hair as he nipped at your collarbones and finished unbuttoning your shirt. His right hand slowly slipped into your bra as he squeezed your chest and you let out a soft moan. Taking off your soaked shirt, water still running down on both of you he stepped back gripping your waist, and eyed you up and down.

He came close, his lips right above the tip of your ear.

"You’re so fucking hot, it’s taking absolutely everything not to ask you to strip down right here" he spoke in a low voice, he knew what he was doing, your stomach lurched and you grabbed his chin trailing your hand down his chest. His abs tensed and a small smile fell on your lips, you came closer, your chest flush with his, talking into the nape of his neck. Then slipping your index through the seam of his towel.

“Hm,” you started and you felt him go rigid, “doesn’t seem like there’s anyone in here to give us a detention, and everyone is too busy studying anyways. I reckon Filch has his hands full with Fred, George, and their creations” you repeated his exact same words he said to you on the quidditch pitch and he had the biggest smirk on his face.

“I hope you know how bloody attractive you are with your wit”

“Ah what can I say, I’m a charmer”

"Yea? Well do some quick magic for me and jump" Harry slipped his hands under your skirt behind your thighs grabbing your ass and you gave a small jump, wrapping your legs around his torso, and your hands behind his head. He pushed your back to the wall and kissed down your chest holding you with one hand while trying to unfasten your bra with the other.

Pulling away, slipping his finger under the strap of your bra, he just admired you. He put you down and confusion struck you.

“Harry are you ok, did something-” you started but he laughed cutting you off.

“No, no, just- follow me” trusting him you picked up your shirt from the ground. You held his hand walking behind him, his back muscles moving as he walked.

There was a red door with the letters ‘H. J. P.’ on it and you raised your brows in surprise. I didn’t know they got their own small private rooms.

Inside there was his clean quidditch uniforms, towels, and broom. A bench with red pillows and some that said ‘Gryffindor’ and ‘Seeker’, of course. The small room was adorned with wall tapestry and Chudley Cannons posters, it felt cozy because of the tapestry, and it was dimly with four medium-sized lanterns, one on each wall.

“Woah, you never told me you guys had this,” you said looking around.

“Honestly it never occurred to me to mention it, I’ve been seeker since first year so this is kind of the norm” you chuckled.

“Ah yes I keep forgetting my boyfriend is the youngest seeker in a century"

He rolled his eyes, looking around you thought of something, and bit your lip looking at Harry.

“Hm... I think I can do something to improve it” he crossed his arms on his chest, lifting a brow.

“Oh really?” he challenged.

You got your wand, waving it at each of the lanterns, they turned red with a simple flick, and soon the room was enveloped in a deep crimson glow, Harry’s eyes looking more dangerous than before, the smirk on his face sent shivers down your spine as he walked closer.

“I suppose this makes it more atmospheric doesn’t it?” he said, his lips brushing your earlobe.

"Hm" was all you were able to get out when he softly bit down and kissed from your ear to your collarbone.

You grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck and walked forward causing him to stumble back and fall onto the cushiony bench. His eyes widened as you proceeded to straddle his waist, taking off your bra, and tying your hair into a messy ponytail on your head, strands falling forward to frame your face.

You brought his hands forward and he ran his thumb on your nipple and it brought goosebumps to your chest, you kissed down him, moving down to his abdomen. Sliding backward as you did so, you were now on your knees in front of him, looking up at him through your lashes you spoke.

“I think this towel is causing a minor inconvenience don’t you think?” his erection was clearly visible through the towel and his chest was moving up and down with rapidity. Nodding his head to the question you asked, you reached forward and took off the knot. His bulge was finally released and you saw the glint of pre-cum on his tip.

"Oh Harry you shouldn’t have" you said, rubbing your thumb at the tip and spreading it around. His body jerked and he muttered profanities.

Taking your index finger you traced the inside of his thighs, the red lighting of the room made shadows on his abs and it was like you could almost count each rectangle.

Harry’s hands gripped the edge of the bench, the veins on his arms protruding as your lips came forward meeting his tip.

"Fuck- shit, just-" pulling back, you gazed into his eyes.

“What was that?”

"You’re such a f-fucking tease" he said as your lips met his tip again and you slowly took him in.

Bobbing your head rhythmically in a slow pattern was unbearable for him, soon his hands weaved through your hair and the pace picked up. Your index and middle finger met your thumb making a circle with each hand around his dick and they moved clockwise and counterclockwise, moving up and down. Water accumulated in your eyes as he was pushing you down causing you to gag a bit.

When you had started doing that he had to remove his hands from your hair and grip something sturdier.

Your tongue swirled on his tip and he began to twitch, you changed paces going to what was most comfortable for you.

He could barely make out any words, and his chest was heaving up and down. You were going to stop, but you got too much enjoyment out of seeing him being wordless because of your touch.

“Fuck that f-feels so g-good” he managed to get out in a low raspy voice that made butterflies swirl in your stomach.

All it took was 40 more seconds before a string of profanities left his lips and he orgasmed releasing into your mouth. You swallowed it, him still twitching.

"H-holy shit, where d-did you learn th-that" removing your mouth from his tip, your right hand still slowly pumping, you wipe your bottom lip with your thumb and look at him.

"Oh you know, here and there,” you said coming fully up again and removing your hand from his center, “-muggle magazines mostly those can be so informative" you were now standing between his legs, his tip was rubbing against your thigh as it came down, making you shiver.

His shaky hands went to the zipper of your skirt and took it off, the skirt pooled at your ankles and you sidestepped out of it. He looked into your eyes, then followed his index finger from the valley between your breast, all the way to where the base of your underwear was.

Anticipation was shaking in your core, he grabbed your waist and pulled you down onto his left leg. His hands were rubbing your thighs and, and he could definitely feel the wetness accumulated in your center on his thigh, even if you were wearing your underwear. Kissing you deeply, with his hands placed where they drove you to the edge.

He finally laid you down on the bench and kissed all the way down your abdomen taking his sweet time. One of his hands was squeezing your boob and drawing random shapes on it.

"Oh for fucks sake Harry-" you groaned wanting him to get along with it because the pressure building up was already causing you to arch your back, you were not able to press your legs together to relieve it because he was between them.

"Hm?" he questions his lips dangerously close to your clit as he was dragging your underwear off with his other hand.

"Just-just do-"

"Oh, so this" he flung your underwear across the room and finally went on with his mouth. You couldn’t still feel the vibrations of what he said and what he was doing on top of that felt incredible.

Your moans filled the small space that was becoming rather hot. You grabbed his hair and maneuvered him around your slit. Your heartbeat was picking up as you arched your back once more, your face facing up and all you could see was the lantern that glowing red.

Squeezing your eyes shut as his tongue lapped around your clit making the most unspeakable noises.

"H-harry, don’t sto-stop" you breathed out.

"Mhmmmm" he said, getting his pointer and middle finger, he pumped them in and out while still going in circles with his tongue.

The over-stimulation of all of those actions at once you didn’t know which one felt better, or which to pay attention to. You squeezed around his fingers that were in your cervix, and you felt him grin.

There was a red pillow beside you and your left hand squeezed it as he continued to do all of that at the same time.

Your eyebrows knotted together as your legs began to shake, Harry increased his pace and you soon came, your hips jerking forward as you did so.

His fingers gave a couple of slow pumps before he removed them and brought them to his mouth, the action made you blush and he smiled at your embarrassment.

“How is it you say in Spanish? Delicioso?” he said now, his hands beside your head as he was hovering above you.

“You’re a dork you know that,” you said laughing still coming down from your high, hands still shaky.

“How many dorks have you met that could do that?” he said cockily lowering his face down to yours.

“Oh plenty,” you said jokingly.

“How about a second round to prove you wrong?”

"You’re on" you said and flipped him over straddling his waist.

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-𝘢 <3

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