Harry Oneshot Based On The Song Gold Rush By Taylor Swift?? I Always Associate That Song With Him Because

harry oneshot based on the song gold rush by taylor swift?? i always associate that song with him because no joke he captured my entire heart and soul he's so... i can't even begin to describe him.

maybe this could take place during 6th year/hbp and the reader secretly grew to have a deep admiration for him since the triwizard tournament. she yearns for him, holds him in a higher regard than practically anyone else at that school, but doesn't dare to pursue the crush because he is simply too unattainable. and harry, although nobody knows, quietly returns the feelings, viewing her in the same "gold rush" light. (ngl i'm imaging the reader to still be filipina and ravenclaw but really, it's up to you :D)

i think i'm rambling at this point but some details i thought of are stuff sort of relating to/referencing the lyrics like "At dinner parties / I call you out on your contrarian shit" meant engaging in witty conversation with harry during the slug club's dinner parties... and yeah that's it xx

Tbh, I can relate; I associate songs with a character that captures my heart🏃🏻‍♀️🫣 I also listen to songs when I write fics, it helps me think and get in the mood (also feeds my delusion-) Now, I haven’t really listened to gold rush, I sat down and listened to it, (I’m a mirrorball and archer girlie) I hope I did this fic some justice, Thank you for requesting, honey! Sorry it took so long😣 (You’re making me fall in love with him honestly)

Glint of Gold

Pairing: Harry Potter x Fem! Reader CW: None that I could think of. Possibly some typos/grammatical errors as I literally published this the second I finished writing. Summary: You’ve always felt entranced with the boy who lived- You held Harry in such a high regard it seemed that he belonged in the stars. Harry, who was marked by destiny and burdened by battles, sees you too- a glimmering presence in his gloomy and stormy world, a rush of gold in a grey.

Harry James Potter; the boy who lived. The beacon of light, hope, and resilience. His very name was a symbol of survival against immeasurable odds. It was no wonder that he was admired, he has this talent for pulling people in.

In the eyes of the world, he was the chosen one, the hero of a story still being written. But to you, he was Harry—just Harry. The boy with the lightning scar, the untidy hair, and the earnest eyes that held galaxies of unspoken emotions. You saw beyond the legend, unearthing another layer to the boy who laughed and loved, who felt pain and loss.

You know everybody wants him. Everybody wondered what it would be like to be noticed, loved, or be deemed important to him. It is a certain thought that made negative emotions swirl inside you, but who are you to judge? You’re one of those people, it would make you a hypocrite.

In the golden glow of the great hall, you watch him across your house’s table. Murmurs of hushed conversations were strewn across the vastness of the hall, clinking of silverware across the tables was nothing compared to the sound of your heartbeat pulsing in your ears as your eyes were met with his.

You tried to deny it, but you wanted him. It might sound stupid but the only thing that’s holding you back is the fear of the unknown, the what-ifs swirled and haunted your thoughts. What if he saw you as nothing more than a fellow student? What if your feelings were as invisible as a Disillusionment Charm?  What if you were just another face in the crowd to him? The idea of rejection was paralyzing.

You’d rehearse conversations in your mind, imagining witty banter and shared secrets. Yet, when faced with Harry’s actual presence, your tongue would twist into knots, and you’d blurt out something absurd like, “Did you know that Hippogriffs can dance the waltz?” Making Harry chuckle and you a blushing mess as you stammered the next words that came to mind.

You were known for your wit, yet words failed you every time you tried to speak to him. He was Harry Potter, and you were just another student who admired him from afar.

“Harry’s quite good looking, yeah?” Your friend casually comments, eyeing you as she eats some of her pudding for dessert. Your eyes widened, feeling your heartbeat quicken, words spewed out of your mouth, desperately trying to defend yourself.

“Huh?!? I wasn’t looking at him- honest!”

Your other friend shot you a knowing look, “Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night, Y/n.”

But as you lay in your bed that night, staring at the canopy above, you couldn't help but let your mind wander to the possibility of 'what if he knows me? Likes me?'. The thought sent a thrill through you, a rush of adrenaline that felt like flying. You imagined the softness of his smile, how the warmth of his hands holding yours will also warm your heart, and the way your name sounded when it rolls off his tongue.

Being invited to Professor Slughorn’s Slug Club dinner party came as a surprise for you. Although you were delighted since that would mean you’ll have an excuse to mingle with other students (read as Harry, lol.). The room buzzed with chatter, but none of that mattered as you were immersed in the conversation between you, Harry, and the other students.

You finally found your voice, leaning in, a mischievous glint was present in your eye. "You know, Harry," she teased, "for a guy who's all about breaking rules, your take on potions is pretty out there."

Harry's laughter was infectious, the kind that made you want to join in. "Yeah?" he shot back with a smile, “Well, I've never been one to just follow the recipe. Where's the fun in that?" She couldn't help but laugh too, he leaned back, arms crossed, a mock-serious look on his face. "You could say that. I'm all about stirring things up. Literally."

For a moment, the world felt like it was yours and Harry's alone.

As the year progressed, your moments together became a series of stolen treasures—a glance, a smile, a conversation that lingered in thoughts. Each encounter was a brushstroke in a larger portrait of what could be, a potential future painted in hues of hope and yearning.

You clearly understood the weight he carried on his young shoulders with your intelligence. And he, in turn, recognized the light you brought into his shadowed existence. It is a contrast of light and dark, a blend of strength and softness.

There was never a dull moment when you had class with Gryffindor students, especially in Charms. Watching him from afar, you stole glances, heart like a fluttering moth drawn to the flame of his presence. So, when Professor Flitwick announced he will pair students each from your house and the Gryffindor’s, you felt your heartbeat thud quickly. Even more so when he announced you would be paired with the Golden Boy himself.

The next day, you found a note tucked into your Charms book. It was written in a messy scrawl that you'd recognize anywhere—Harry's handwriting. "Meet me by the lake after dinner?" it read. Your heart leapt. Maybe, just maybe, this was the start of something.

Under the moon’s silvery glow, you ambled your way to the Black Lake. The crumpled note in your pocket with Harry’s handwriting was smudged due to you reading it countless times. You waited for him patiently, looking at the moon, humming and trying to keep yourself occupied. After what seems to be like an eternity later, he arrived. His hair was ruffled, looking like he had just run from the Gryffindor tower all the way to your location. His silhouette framed by moonlight; your heart somersaulted.

“Y/n,” he said, his voice soft. “Thanks for coming, I wanted to talk.”

You nod, feeling your tongue suddenly heavy with words unsaid. “About what?”

He bit his lip, a habit of his that you noticed he tend to do when he’s nervous. “You know, the important stuff.”

And then, he pulled out his Charms textbook—the pages worn and dog-eared from years of use. “I thought we could go over some charms we need to perform for Professor Flitwick,” he said. “You know, practice makes perfect.” Harry shrugs, offering a smile.

Your heart skipped a beat. “But we’ve already mastered almost everything.” Raising your eyebrow, you protested. “Why revisit it?” Harry’s eyes sparkled.

Because it’s not about wand movements or anything of the sort. It’s about bridging the gap between us.  Harry thought.

“There’s one thing the textbook doesn’t teach,” He confesses, trying to calm his pounding heart.

“What’s that?” you raised an eyebrow.

He hesitated, then slowly and surely cupped your face in his hands. “The magic of connection,” he said.  Then, he kissed you—a soft, lingering kiss. The Charms book lay forgotten in the grass. Pulling away, he smiles, taking your hand in his, running his thumb across your knuckles.

“I don’t know what our future holds,” he starts, “But I do know I want you to be in mine.”

“Together?”

“Together.”

The Golden Boy was no longer a distant constellation. He was here, real, and beside you; the sole witnesses of the exchange are the moon and the black lake.

It wasn't a grand declaration, but it was real and honest, and to you, it was everything.

Amortentia's Fault

Pairing: Sirius Black x Fem! Reader CW: Language, Sirius, and the Reader being both dummies, and Regulus being dragged without his consent. Summary: A lion and a snake, always fighting with one another. Everything changed when Professor Slughorn picked you and Sirius to be volunteers in smelling the Amortentia potion for the class. (1.7k words)

Note: I literally just finished probably 80% of this fic in one sitting, expect grammatical errors or typos as I published this the second I finished this. TOMMOROW'S THE FORMAL START OF CLASSES I'M QUITE NERVOUS AND I WANNA WRITE A FIC TO TAKE MY MIND OFF IT. Enjoy! I made Regulus the same year as the Marauders!

If anyone told Sirius Black in his fifth year that he would be utterly in love with you he would’ve laughed at their face.

He watches you, with a snarl on his face from the Gryffindor table. Your head thrown back in laughter as you laughed at something his younger brother said. He gripped his fork in his hand tightly, a constricting feeling was enveloping his heart. He fucking hates what he’s seeing right now.

He might just actually throw the fork to Regulus’s head as he saw him lean close to you to whisper in your ear. Remus noticed it, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t go murdering anyone now, especially your brother, Pads.”  He turned to Remus with a sour expression on his face, “If I wanted to then I would’ve already done it.” Remus tried to fight a knowing smile on his face. “Alright, calm down before you actually do.”

Prongs, Moony, and Wormtail could only sigh as they watched Sirius stand up, abandoning his half-eaten dinner just to annoy you.

“Lovely to see you here, snake princess.”

You heard Sirius saunter up to you, making you raise an eyebrow. You faced him, already knowing how this’ll go. “Black? You again? Have you got nothing better to do than tease me?”

You saw Sirius Black grinning down at you, clearly up to no good. You sneered, “Go away, you’re ruining my dinner.” He barks a laugh.

“Isn’t my little brother doing that already?”

“Your brother is holding me back from punching you a few yards away, Black.”

Sirius fakes a hurt expression in his face, clutching his chest a bit dramatically. “Now now, you must know that you’re missing out on the better brother, don’t you, Princess?” You angrily furrowed your brows, your cheeks heating up. Every time you interact with the Gryffindor boy it never fails to make your face flush; you always chalk it up to being so worked up with him, never acknowledging the butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Gosh. That stupid nickname- you would choose to jump over a cliff than admit it on his face that you sort of feel something for the stupid boy other than annoyance.

“Come on, Reggie. Your knobhead of a brother is making me lose appetite.” You grumbled, grabbing Regulus’ hand that was on the table. You made sure to intertwine it with yours, so he would have no choice but to follow you, his best friend, out of the great hall and straight to the Slytherin common room.

Regulus could only stumble along as you basically dragged him, not paying attention to how Pandora tried to hide her giggles as Evan teased the both of you. “Y/n and Regulus sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage! Then comes baby in a baby carriage!” He sang loudly, making most of your housemates laugh. Evan grinned teasingly as he shot Sirius a look.

Sirius felt his eye twitch.

“Uh oh.” Peter whistled, seeing the reaction of his friend, Remus sighed while James shakes his head, “We should get him before he lost his marbles.” James suggested, already getting up to drag Sirius away from the Slytherin table. Remus stopped him, “Let him be, Prongs. He needs to finally understand that he doesn’t loathe her. He’s in love with her.”

Sirius can feel almost all his self-control slip out of his grasp, his rationality practically out of the window. Evan shot him an amused look, raising an eyebrow, “What? Wish it was you, huh?”

“Ha! I would never associate myself with the likes of you, snakes.” Sirius spat out, shooting Evan with a disgusted look before going back to the Gryffindor table.

Remus grunts, seeing Sirius take his previous seat beside him. “Just as I thought, you converted all your common sense and brain cells into your hair.” He comments, jabbing the eldest Black brother beside him.

“Not in the mood, Moony.” Sirius told him, grabbing the goblet filled with pumpkin juice and chugging it down in three gulps. “I’ll head to bed, night.”

Remus rolled his eyes, James could only wish him a good night’s sleep, while Peter could only grunt, mouth full of his dinner.

Sirius tossed and turned, seemingly restless as he stared at the far distance. His mind replaying earlier events at the dinner in the Great Hall and your interaction with him, how you look at him with anger in your eyes and most importantly- how you were completely different person when you’re interacting with his brother.

It doesn’t sit right with him.

Maybe he’s angry because you get to interact with Regulus? Yeah, that’s probably it. He wanted to mend his relationship with Regulus, that’s probably why he got so worked up.

What he felt in his heart earlier wasn’t jealousy, not at all. He would rather kedavra himself than admit it. Sirius is dramatic that way, it runs in the family.

He pulled his covers below his chin, forcing himself to get some shut eye, after all, the first class he would share was Potions with sly Slytherin gits like Evan Rosier and you. He needs all the energy he can get.

“Good morning, my dear students! Please pair up with your seat mate for today’s potion making!”

Professor Slughorn greets the sleepy students in his class. He didn’t mind the half-hearted students who greeted him back. He waved his wand, the board revealing today’s lesson.

Sirius sighed, sitting beside Remus who was already getting a piece of parchment and quill out. “How do you even function this time of the hour, Moony?” He complained, reading the potion they will be making and the required ingredients of the said potion.

“Unlike you, Padfoot, I have to actually study so I wouldn’t flunk out.”

“It’s easy, Moons-“

“Talk to a wall, maybe it’ll listen to you yapping Padfoot.”

You hummed, leaning back on your chair as Regulus beside you sat ever so perfectly, poised, and elegant as he read the words on the board. “Amortentia Potion,” He hums, nodding to himself as he turned to you. “I’ll prepare the ingredients; you stir the cauldron.”

You frowned, “I should be the one to prepare the ingredients this time around, I thought my arms are about to fall off last time we brewed together!” You complained, Regulus flat out ignored you as he cleared his side of the table before handing you an empty cauldron. “I don’t trust you with anything right now, you might kill my brother. As much as I am annoyed at him, I would prefer him living, and breathing.” He stated, already combining Lethe River water and Lionfish spine into the cauldron, you have no choice but to stir until it turned into a pale pink color.

After a few moments, you and Regulus were one of the first ones to successfully brew the potion from the Slytherin students. Professor Slughorn hums in approval, noticing how your face scrunched up as the Potion’s vapor entered your nose without you knowing, the scent was… familiar.

Professor Slughorn didn’t miss the look on your face. With a glint in his eyes, he beckoned you and Sirius forward. "Now, now, let's share with the class what Amortentia reveals to us about our heart's desires, as Mr. Black and Ms. L/N’s partners and themselves are the first ones to brew the potion successfully." he said, his voice rich with mischief.

Regulus raised his brows, eyes gleaming as he leaned a little bit closer as he watches you go in front of the class, an Amortentia potion Professor Slughorn successfully brewed already ready to go and be smelled.

Remus tried to fight off a smile as Sirius hauled himself up and stood next to you, in front of the class. Sirius glared at Peter as he heard him snicker along with James who was stifling his laughter in the corner of the room. He was relaxed, hadn’t really smelled their potion yet, although- is it just him or your perfume was just a tad bit strong today?

He was pulled away from his thoughts as Professor Slughorn spoke, “Now, who will be the first one to smell and describe the scents they have smelled?” Sirius gestured towards you, already excited, as it will be another thing to add on his list on numerous ways and topics how to annoy and tease you.

“After you, Princess.”

You hesitated, before leaning over the cauldron and inhaling some of the vapor. The scent pulling at memories you tried to keep locked away. "It smells like... motor oil, a hint of leather, and, oddly enough, the pages of an o-old book," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, breathing out. The class lets out a collection of gasps, snickers, and an ‘I knew it!’ from what you could recognize to be Pandora’s voice. but you avoided their gazes, especially Sirius'.

You fiddled with your hands, looking at Regulus for help, as if he could rescue you out of this situation. The little sod just gave you a knowing smirk.

“And for Mr. Black?” Professor Slughorn smiled, eager for Sirius to smell the potion.

Sirius cleared his throat, a smirk playing on his lips before leaning and doing the same thing you did. "And for me, it's the fresh scent of parchment, blooming roses, and something... something that’s awfully- Merlin, princess, your perfume’s too strong! Can you tone it down tomorrow?" he complained, his eyes locked with yours for a fleeting moment, not realizing he practically told the whole class he likes you.

The room erupted in laughter as realization dawned on everyone but him. Professor Slughorn clapped his hands delightedly. "Ah, the mysteries of love! Quite a powerful potion, isn't it?" he chuckled.

That’s where Sirius paled, the bits and pieces suddenly forming a picture in his head.

As the class continued, you caught Sirius's eye, and for once, there was no animosity there, just a shared secret and a question unasked. And when Professor Slughorn signaled the end of class, you both lingered, the unspoken truth hanging between you like the delicate scent of Amortentia.

"So… leather jacket, huh princess?” Sirius teases you, breaking the silence.

"Maybe, my perfume huh? I didn’t know I had that effect on you." A playful smile tugs at your lips, Regulus, Evan, Pandora, and the rest of the marauders were trying to eavesdrop, necks craning from their place from the entrace of Potions classroom.

And in that moment, the line between love and hate was as thin as the steam rising from the Amortentia potion.

I have created a whole universe in my head for my bodyguard au what

Omygosh i didnt know what I did I accidentally pressed it SORRY

regulus: can you stop talking abt me, reggie this reggie that. In ten years you won’t remember my last name

james: that’s cause in 10 years you’ll have my last name

sirius:

remus:

barty: I call dibs on being the flower girl

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julia’s favorites ! (iv)

♡ - fluff ; ♤ - angst ; ♕ - nsfw ; ☆ - series

jujutsu kaisen

☆ snapshot - gojo satoru

↳ @stsgluver-archive

♡♤ sincerity - geto suguru, gojo satoru (poly!)

↳ @justauthoring

♕ the best teacher - nanami kento

↳ @nanaslutt

♤♡ heaven’s fury - gojo satoru

↳ @chuluoyi

♕ drabble - gojo satoru

↳ @makismei

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criminal minds

♕ spencer’s favourite meal - spencer reid

↳ @slightlypossessed

♡ aaron finds you putting jack to bed - aaron hotchner

♡ the bau team meets spencer’s secret girlfriend - spencer reid

↳ @claypgeons

♡ drabble - spencer reid

↳ @inkdrinkerworld

♡ mrs doctor reid - spencer reid

♡♤ “i don’t know anything about dinosaurs” - spencer reid

↳ @vivwritesfics

♡♤ safe - spencer reid

↳ @rynbutt

♡♤ cross my heart - spencer reid

↳ @januaryembrs

♡♤ bulletproof bonds - aaron hotchner

♤♡ through the years - aaron hotchner

♤♡ calming storms - aaron hotchner

↳ @thewulf

♡ the parentals - aaron hotchner ft. bau team

↳ @ssahotchnerr

♡ drabble - spencer reid

♡ drabble - aaron hotchner

↳ @luveline

♤ i need to be excused - aaron hotchner

↳ @ynscrazylife

♡ your relationship with hotch and the influence on his son, jack - aaron hotchner

↳ @ginkgo-phyta

♤ alive and breathing - spencer reid

↳ @zvdvdlvr

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marvel

♤♡ the script - peter parker

↳ @waitimcomingtoo

♡♤ medusa - avengers

↳ @arlana-likes-to-write

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marauders

♡♤ our baby has four feet? - regulus black, remus lupin (poly!)

♡ animagus!reader - james potter, remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

♡ introducing their first child to the marauders - sirius black

♡ sirius’ arch nemesis - james potter, remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

♡ what’s one more? - sirius black ft. marauders

♡♤ the winner takes it all (i) - james potter, remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

♡♤ the loser has to fall (ii) - james potter, remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

↳ @ellecdc

♡ uncle padfoot’s motorcycle - remus lupin ft. sirius black

↳ @empress-simps

♡ begin again - james potter

↳ @pretty-little-mind33

♤ the one with the blouse (i) - remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

♤♡ the one with the blouse (ii) - remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)

↳ @super-clearlysaltybouquet

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genshin impact

♤♡ scenarios - neuvillette, wriothesley, zhongli ft. pregnant!reader

♤♡ when you sleep on the couch after an argument - alhaitham

♡ lady ragnvindr and klee’s day out - diluc ragnvindr

↳ @lunargrapejuice

♡ mischievous streak - neuvillette ft. wriothesley

↳ @chastiefoul

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call of duty

♤ the price of protection - john price

♤♡ lassie - john ‘soap’ mactavish

↳ @thewulf

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top gun: maverick

♡♤ lost and found - jake ‘hangman’ seresin

♡ bumblebee - bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw

↳ @thewulf

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shameless

♤ black and blue - lip gallagher

↳ @jesswriteswrongs

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twilight

♡ forever yours - paul lahote

↳ @thewulf

♕ divider — @bunnysrph