So Damn True

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Little Things by ONE DIRECTION, is the best way to say "I love you"

Perfect

Pairing- Harry Potter x Fem!reader

 Summary: The series of events of Y/N’s and Harry’s love story.

Warnings: Mentions of death, pure fluff

Word count: 2.9k (including song lyrics)

A/N: This is based on Ed Sheeran’s Perfect. So listen to that for a better experience. Also it’s my first time writing something like this so please lmk if you find any mistakes. And English isn’t my first language so their maybe grammar errors.

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I found a love for me

Darling just dive right in and follow my lead.

‘She’s so beautiful’ he thought. You were celebrating your 5 year anniversary with your boyfriend Harry, and your two best friends Ron and Hermione. And Harry couldn’t stop looking at and admiring you.

Today he was going to do the thing he has always dreamed of. He had asked your god parents for your hand three days prior and he was glad that they gave him their blessings.

“What are you looking at?” you asked as you noticed him staring.

“You are gorgeous.” He replied. Your cheeks slowly turned into a shade of pink.

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.

Harry’s mind drifted to the day he met you; The love of his life.

You were just sorted into Gryffindor and came to sit next to him. “Hi, I’m Y/N, Y/N L/N,” you greeted him lifting your hand to shake. “I am Harry, Harry Potter.” And you two instantly became very good friends.

“Oh stop it,” you said covering your face with one hand. “What? I am just saying the truth.” He replied grinning.

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was,

“Harry it’s okay, I’m here,” you said pulling him in your chest while he sobbed as Dumbledore laid there dead. “It’s alright.”

“Please don’t leave me too, Y/N,” he begged in between his sobs. “I’m not going anywhere, Harry. I’m here and I’ll always be. I promise.” You promised as you rubbed his back to calm him down. That was the moment he truly and deeply fell in love with you.

He was smiling widely as he thought about this memory. He felt as if he was the luckiest person on this earth because he got to loved by you.

I will not give you up this time,

Darling just kiss me slow,

Your heart is all I own 

And in your eyes you’re holding mine.

“NO!” you screamed as you tried to reach where Hagrid held Harry’s body when Voldemort announced him dead but George Weasley held you tight. You couldn’t lose him. You couldn’t lose the boy you truly loved. You couldn’t lose him without telling him how you felt.

But then everything happened so fast and now you were watching Voldemort fading away in the air.

“Harry!” you yelled as you ran towards him and threw your arms around his neck. He wrapped his hand around your waist and pulled you close and hugged you tightly. 

“Oh Harry, I thought you- you-” you couldn’t say it. He placed his one hand on cheek and said, “I’m here Y/N, and I’m not going anywhere.”

‘It’s now or never’ you thought before taking a deep breathe and started, “I’m in love with you, Harry Potter.”

“Y-you are?”

“Yes, I’ve loved you ever since you comforted me when my parents were killed back in sixth year. And I promise to love you forever if you let me. I promise to be with you forever if you let me. I promise-”

But you were cut off in between when Harry pressed his lips on yours. You were shocked at first but then kissed back. It was a gentle and sweet kiss filled with love, passion, admiration, happiness and so many other emotions you both felt.

“I love you too, Y/N, so much. Ever since you comforted me when Dumbledore died.” 

You pulled him into another kiss. This time it was more passionate than before. Filled with more love and happiness than before. He moved his one hand and rested it on your cheek which gave you butterflies. You placed your one hand in his hair and the other on his chest.

And soon there was cheers coming from everywhere, but you didn’t care.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms,

Barefoot on the grass,

Listening to our favorite songs,

Your mind drifted to the tent dance back when you were on Horcrux hunt.

“May I have this dance?” he asked when he heard your favorite song play on the radio and gave his hand to you when he approached where you were sitting. 

Ron had left and Hermione was in the other room sleeping so it was just you and him.

“You may,” you replied smiling slightly taking his hand.

And the two of you danced as if nothing else mattered in the world. There was an ongoing war, but you didn’t care. There were Horcruxes you came to find, but you didn’t care. Voldemort had risen to power, but you didn’t care.

All mattered in that moment was just two of you, dancing slow at the song that played on the radio, and staring into each other’s eyes with pure love, admiration and other mixed emotions.

When you said you looked a mess,

I whispered underneath my breath

“I look a real mess, don’t I?” you asked but Harry shook his head.

But you heard it,

Darling you look perfect tonight.

“Oh darling, you look perfect tonight,” he said kissing your forehead and your cheeks turned pink and your heart fluttered. Even after all these years he’s still able to make you blush and give you butterflies.

Well I found a woman,

Stronger than anyone I know, 

“Stupefy!” you shot a death eater who was going to attack Harry from behind. Harry looked at you with a grateful face and you nodded back.

Then you ran off from there to help Hermione who was also shooting spells on other death eaters.

She shares my dreams I hope that someday

I’ll share her home.

“One day-,” you started while you both were cuddling in your bed, “We’ll buy a house and live there forever.”

“We will, love,” he said smiling. He leaned down and kissed you softly but sweetly. He was glad you thought same about the future.

I found a love, 

To carry more than just my secrets,

To carry love, to carry children of our own. 

He wanted you to carry his heart and love. He wanted to be with you forever. He wanted you to carry both of your children. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

We’re still kids but we’re so in love,

Fighting against all odds,

I know we’ll be alright this time.

“Who does she think she is?!” you snapped when you read an article about you and Harry written by Rita Skeeter. 

‘Y/N L/N is just with Harry Potter because he’s The Boy who Lived. She’s just using him for fame. We know this is sad but it’s true.’ The article said.

“I’ll kill her!” you said as you grabbed your wand but Harry grabbed your arms to stop you.

“Calm down love. We both know it’s not true.” He said kissing your temple.

“But people will get the wrong idea about us,” you said. 

“Let them, we’ll be alright. I promise.” He replied.

Darling just hold my hands,

Be my girl I’ll be your man,

I see my future in your eyes.

“Take my hand,” you said as you and Harry were walking on a street in the night of silent winter. He smiled at you before taking your hand in his.

You rested your head on his shoulder as you walked and you couldn’t help but stare at him. His clenched masculine jawline, his beautiful emerald eyes shining in the moonlight behind his round glasses, his soft and pink lips.

You loved everything about him. He caught you staring and chuckled while your cheeks turned pink.

“What are you looking at?” he asked grinning. 

“Have I ever told you that you have pretty eyes?” you said.

“You have,” he replied smiling and staring right into your glistening E/C eyes. You could look into his eyes forever. You could see a perfect future with him in them. 

You leaned up and pressed your lips on his, softly but passionately. He kissed you back with a smile and with the same passion, love and admiration as you.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms,

Barefoot on the grass,

Listening to our favorite song,

“May I have this dance?” you asked giving him your hand as Ron played both of your favorite song.

“You may,” he said taking your hand and he placed his one hand on your waist while he interlocked your fingers with his other. You placed your free hand on his shoulder and started dancing slow on it. 

Ron and Hermione too started dancing and smiled whenever they glanced at you both.

“You’re still a terrible dancer,” you said giving out a small laugh as Harry stepped on your foot for the fifth time.

“Sorry, I never really danced after our tent incident,” he replied. 

When I saw you in that dress,

Looking so beautiful

I don’t deserve this darling

You look perfect tonight.

He was still in awe when you showed up in your gorgeous red dress today. You looked even more beautiful.

‘How did I get so lucky?’ he thought still dancing with you. Your head was resting on his chest. He watched you as you sighed dreamily clearly thinking about something. 

You both switched partners so now you were dancing with Ron and him with Hermione.

You frowned a bit when you saw tears in Ron eyes. “What’s wrong?” you asked him concerned. Ever since you met Ron and Hermione they had became like a brother and a sister you never had. 

“Nothing, I’m just very happy today,” he replied smiling widely. 

“Oh, what’s the occasion? Is ‘Mione pregnant?” you teased as he rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be stupid, if she was you’d be the first to know. Even before me.” You laughed at this as you both continued to talk and tease each other like siblings.

On the other side, Harry was getting panic attacks while Hermione was trying to calm him. “What if she says no, ‘Mione? What will I do then?” he asked worried.

“Don’t be stupid. Of course she’ll say yes. She’s head over heels in love with you,” she reassured, “and if she doesn’t, I’ll make sure that she’s sent to Azkaban for not saying it.”

Harry laughed at this but his insecurities were still there. What if you didn’t loved him enough to spend your life with him? What if he messed up? What if you broke things off? What if-

“Harry!” he snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Hermione’s voice.

“Yeah?”

“Are you ready?” 

He took a deep breath before nodding making her smile. She nodded as she stepped away.

He looked at Ron and mouthed ‘I am ready’ and Ron nodded smiling in response. 

He started moving you towards Harry and pushed you lightly to make you turn around and when you did-

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms.

Barefoot on the grass

Listening to our favorite song

You couldn’t stop your tears flowing at the sight. You found him bent down on one knee, with a ring his hand and happy tears in his eyes as well.

He started, “Y/N, when I was young, I never knew what was love because of the Durlseys. But when I met you, everything changed. I found the brightness in my dark life. I found the reason for my smile, the day I found you. I love you so so much, Y/N. 

With you, my life becomes whole, with you my days become bright. In your hands I would love to lay, this night and for the rest of my life. You’re the only thing I’ll see forever. In my eyes, in my words, and in everything I do, your sight is the only sight that will ever bring me peace.

I have faith in what I see,

Now I know I have met an angel

In person, and she looks

Perfect

I want to grow old with you. I want to raise our children with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be with you forever and ever. So Y/N L/N, will you marry me?” he finished tears now uncontrollably falling from both of your eyes.

You were overwhelmed with your emotions and no words came into your throat. So instead you pulled him up and kissed him hard putting all unspoken words, feelings in just one kiss. He kissed you back with same emotions as yours.

“Yes! A million times yes!” you said as you both pulled away and he slipped the ring on your ring finger.

Ron and Hermione, who were watching from a distance couldn’t help up but cry and cheer. They couldn’t tell the happiness they were feeling in words.

I don’t deserve this

You look perfect tonight

You and Harry had your foreheads touch as you stared and smiled at each other.

“I love you so much, Harry Potter.”

“I love you too, soon-to-be Mrs Potter.”

Your lips collided once again. And this was the beginning of a new chapter in your both’s lives.

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A/N- I know it sucked but thanks for still reading it.

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Peter 'Falling for You' Parker

Pairing: tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Summary: you didn't know the desk you sat down at was somebody else's, so instead of telling you to move, peter just sat on your lap, taking notes. Also, you didn't want to move him because he was really familiar and cute

You fell in love a week ago; six days, 21 hours and 35 minutes ago actually.  Rubbing the right half of your cheeks,  you groggily sat amidst the tumult of other students. Where did you sit? You had no idea, you'd admit. 

The last thing you wanted to do was was getting lost again, lost in those ceaseless entity of hickory eyes, the tickle of those brown hair and the flustered smile when you had profusely apologized.

Did second chances exist? You didn't know if you'd again be chanced by Mr whoever he was' presence.

Love at first sight sucked, you winced as the gates opened again with a rowdy boom and thud, trying to get your mind anywhere but the drilling noise in the lecture hall.

Hickory eyes, brown hair, the unmistakably quick reflexes, you wanted to goad about them and do nothing else.  And then, much to the silliest horrors of your daydreaming self, when you sensed you chair pulled back,  you broke into a nervous sweat.

Why the hell was your brain still trying to be in this stupor? And why the bloody hell your chair was pulled.

Your heart threatened to exchange it's place with your stomach or whatever the fuck was beneath it. You sat on the last aisle because daydreaming was easy, because retreating into the myriad of unmistakably never happening situations was easy, and this time, you didn't know what was happening.

Only seconds later you saw someone sit on your lap, the whole screeching of chairs halting at once, and as you gingerly found out the difference between your heights, you slouched back- you would not be seen.

"Excuse me?" You confronted in a small voice to whoever was sitting on you, his head tilted towards you, and as he smiled at you, you caught on your breath.

Dreaming? Daydreaming? Dying??

"Excused," was all he said and his focus returned back to the professor who was babbling anything in the world.

"No i mean," you leaned forward, keeping atleast two inches between you both, "Why are you sitting on me?"

You heard the reverberating chink of your pen falling on the table as he leaned back, his back pressed against your chest.

Hickory eyes, brown hair, soft soft soft, you internally whined.

And with the endearing feelings, rushed in the whole race of embarrassment as you remembered how a week ago (six days, 21 hours, 49 minutes actually) you had unintentionally jumped on his back, thinking it was your cousin. You could tell he was shocked, almost collapsed on you when you kissed his cheek, shouting a big 'thank you!' as you huffed and looked up at the sunset.

Turned out, contrasting much with your air-headed mood, your cousin was trudging up the hill five minutes after you, shouting a "y/n, hope you didn't die!".

It was only then you realised that you were hiked on a stranger's back who didn't even yeet you off the hill.

You mummered a string of apologies while he only passed a flustered smile, kissing on the cheek. "Welcome," he mumbled close to your ear and was off.

You shook of that day's events, trying to focus on the present. The thing is, he is sitting on you at the moment. Looking at you with unmistakable intrigue.

"As it happens," his head moved in a movement you will equate to the sound of 'boink' , "its my seat."

Stupid, stupid, stupid, you muttered under your breath, always clumsy, air-headed-

"It's nice, isn't it?"

You looked at him as if he read a bon mot in some foreign language. "What's nice?"

"Didn't catch your name."

You rolled your eyes as if to say 'duh'. "Y/n L/n."

"Peter 'falling for you' Parker."

You chewed on the inside of your lips and nodded in agreement.

"It's nice how you get flustered, " he patted your register as he got up. "Don't forget to send me the notes."

Ignoring the stares of the whole lecture hall, you hid a small smirk as you looked at your register; a number was scribbled at leisure,  with only a signature- Peter 'falling for you' Parker.

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Who he really loves

Pairing: Harry Potter x Fem!Reader

Summary - Harry asks you about who he should be with.

Warnings: Very much fluff, very very little angst in between and as always my poor English :)

Word count - 1.7k

A/N: I've had this idea for a while so decided why not post it. So here it is. Hope you all enjoy <3

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The cold prickly grass was nipping at your arms and legs through your clothes as you laid down near the Black Lake, and warmth radiating from your side where Harry Potter laid. The light from the stars and moon was the only source of light. The dim lanterns of Hogwarts seemed like fairy lights.

It wasn't uncommon for you and your best friend Harry to sneak out of the castle at late nights, or in this case very early in the morning. At this time, it was 1.45 am. For the most part it would be a comfortable silence, you both star gazing, deep in thoughts, or small talks about random things.

You had always loved space and everything about stars because everything about them fascinated you. So while you two lay in the grass, you often looked at the constellations or wondered about moon and it never tired you.

"Um, Y/N?" Harry called breaking the silence. You hummed in response not taking your eyes off the night sky.

"I need your opinion on something. Something important." His voice wavered a little, so this had to be important if he was so nervous about it.

"Oh okay, go on," you said and waited for him to continue.

"So, um, well, I-I think I'm in- in love with two different people," he said not looking at you but the moon and placing his one arm behind his head like a pillow, "and I don't know who should I go after."

"Well," you paused not really knowing what to say as no one ever has asked you such type of question.

"Well, tell me about the first girl. What do you think of her, how you feel for her." You said quietly finally getting a head start.

"Well, I've know her since our first year but didn't really start talking to her until our last. She is really pretty and I do like her, and I want to protect her but I think these feelings that I have kind of shrunk, when I realized I liked the second one. I know I still I like her but not just as much as I used to," he finished slightly glancing towards you. You were thinking.

"If you don't like her as much as you used to do, why are you still hanging on?" you asked glancing at him as well.

The moonlight made your skin glow and your eyes got a nice twinkle to them, and that one glance made Harry's heart flutter.

"Because I think she is the only one I really have a chance with and can have a two-sided relationship." He turned his gaze back to the sky.

You thought even more. There were so many girls out there who would date him in a heartbeat. And okay, you included. Because even though you've tried to deny it, you had fallen for him. And you'd fallen hard. Very hard.

You were best friends for years and it just happened. Maybe because it was the way he looked, the way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way his hair would always be messy, you just couldn't help it.

But this isn't about you, it's about Harry.

"Okay, now tell me about the second one." You said slowly coming out if your thoughts.

His face turned pink, "I realized it only a couple of months ago, but I thought it was just a crush but I don't know when this crush became more. I'm friends with her, and the more I am with her I only fall for her more. But I don't know if she feels the same." He said his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"So you knew you liked-loved the first one, correct? But then you fell for the second one?" you glanced at him.

"Yeah." He said simply.

"Well, who do you think you should go for?" you ask looking back at the sky.

"Um, I think I should go for the first one, as I loved her first right? And I have more chances with her." He said with the same quiet voice. "But who do you think I should go after?" he asked his hands getting sweaty as he waited for your answer.

You thought for some more time and finally came to a conclusion.

"I think you should go for the... second girl." You said. Harry's heart bounced hearing you.

"Why do you think that?" he asked a little more quietly looking at you with pink face.

"Because you said you still loved the first one when you realized your feeling for second, right? So if you truly loved the first one, then why would you fall for second one?"

The only sounds that could be heard now were of the crickets, some owls, rustling of winds in the trees and water from the lake.

Harry laid there quietly, taking in every word you said. It all made sense now.

Why he would mostly be awkward with you, why he would mostly get nervous when you're around, why you were the only one who could make him smile even in his dark moments, why he would seek only your cuddles and sweet words whenever he would have a bad day.

Thoughts went through his head and then he realized. He was truly and unconditionally, deeply and undeniably, in love with you. He was in love with your smile, your laugh, your silly jokes, your personality. He was in love with everything about you.

He just thought he loved Ginny but it was you all along.

"Why did you asked me this, anyways?" you asked bringing him out of his thoughts.

"The first girl asked me out on a date and I wanted to know who I really wanted to be with before I said yes." He admitted. You felt something inside you by thinking of him being someone else.

"And have you made up your mind?" you asked looking at him.

He had a soft look in his eyes and even though the night was chilly on the December night, they still gave a warm look.

"Yeah, I'm going with girl two." He said casually.

"Really?" you asked with a teasing voice.

"Yeah, I'm gonna tell Ginny how I feel about her tomorrow." He said as he let out a deep breath.

Your heart sunk deep in your stomach when you heard him. Some tears came but you blinked them back. Was Ginny the girl he loved?

"You- your in l-love with G-Ginny?" you asked trying to sound as casual as possible.

"No, she was girl one. She asked me out earlier today and I'll tell her tomorrow what I feel about her." He replied.

You were somewhat relieved hearing this but still worried who this second girl might be. He can love whoever he wants and it couldn't be possibly you right? You didn't stood a chance. But maybe you could help him get with her if you knew who she was. Then he would be happy. And that was all you wanted. Even if it wasn’t with you.

"So who's the second?" you asked your heart beating faster than ever.

Harry softly smiled to himself and looked at you. The smile never left his face. His green eyes glistening behind his round glasses from moonlight and his messy hair all over his forehead, you couldn't help but stare with pink cheeks.

"You."