Remember how Ron Weasley sat with Harry on the Hogwarts Express his first day of Hogwarts not only because it was the only place, but because he saw that Harry was sitting alone?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley wrote home to his mother that Harry wasn’t expecting any Christmas presents so that she could send him something?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley told Neville Longbottom that he was worth 12 of Malfoy?
Remember when “Ron was the only one who stood by him”?
Remember when 12 year old Ron Weasley sacrificed himself to a chess game so that Harry could move ahead to stop Snape (Quirrell) from getting the Philosopher’s Stone?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley fiercely defended Hermione when Malfoy called her a mudblood?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley was terrified of spiders but went following them into the forest anyways for his friend?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley turned up at Harry’s house in the middle of the night to rescue him because he was worried that Harry wasn’t answering his letters?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley stayed at Hogwarts over Christmas because he didn’t want his best friend to be lonely?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley completely took over the studying for Buckbeak’s trial?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley stood on a broken leg in front of his best friend and told the man they thought was a mass murderer that if he wanted to kill Harry he would have to kill him as well?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley was personally insulted and guilty about the fact that he had been keeping the man who had betrayed his best friend’s parents as a pet?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley told Harry that they were coming to get him whether or not his aunt and uncle liked it?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley was the thing that Harry would miss most, even after he had fought with him just earlier that year?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley gave up time he could have been studying for his exams to help Harry prepare for the third task?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley used his powers as a prefect to defend Harry to the students who thought that Harry was lying about You-Know-Who?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley kept standing by his best friend all year even though it labelled him as a liar as well?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley fully supported the idea of Harry teaching them Defence Against the Dark Arts and stood up for him to Zacharias Smith who was being extremely rude to Harry?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley was absolutely furious about what Umbridge was doing to Harry in his detentions?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley removed the junk from on top of the knitting that Hermione put out to free the house elves because he knew it would be insulting and rude for them to pick it up without realizing it?
Rember that time when Ron Weasley supported Harry’s decision to talk to Sirius telling Hermione that Harry could “make his own decisions”?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley immediately agreed to go and save Sirius from the ministry?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley stood by Harry even after hearing about the prophecy which said that his best friend would either be killed by Voldemort or kill Voldemort?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley helped Harry find out what horcruxes were and get the memory from Slughorn?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley told Hermione to lay off on Harry about the Potions book and cursing Malfoy, because obviously Harry never wanted to hurt anybody?
Remember when Ron Weasley supported his best friend even though he was dating his little sister?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley stayed and defended Hogwarts when Death Eaters broke into the castle, even though he could have stayed safe by staying away?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley agreed to leave school to help his best friend destroy the horcruxes and told him that they would be there whatever happened?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley risked his life by taking the form of Harry to help him get safely away from Privet Drive?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley was a source of comfort to Hermione when she was upset about the fact that her parents didn’t remember who she was?
Remember that time when Ron was the source of all of the important information on the ministry when Harry, Ron, and Hermione needed to break in to get the horcrux?
Remember how Ron kept wearing the horcrux even though it was affecting him in a way much stronger than it did Harry and Hermione? Remember how he did that without complaint, accepting that it was all of their jobs to wear it?
Remember how Ron Weasley regretted leaving the moment he did?
Remember how he came back and saved Harry’s life?
Remember how Ron Weasley knew there was no excuse for him, but came back anyways, not expecting his friends to forgive him, but because he had promised he would be there?
Remember how Ron became the driving force of the trio after he came back, keeping them moving and on track, trying to make up for his mistake, still not expecting to be forgiven or even feeling like he deserved it?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley flat out refused to hand over Harry to Xeno Lovegood in exchange for Luna?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley screamed for him to be tortured instead of Hermione at Malfoy Manor? Remember how he ran around screaming her name and sobbing, wishing it was him instead of her?
Remember when Ron Weasley discovered a way to destroy the cup and made sure to get it destroyed?
Remember that time when Ron Weasley defended the House Elves saying that they couldn’t order them all to die for them?
Remember how Ron Weasley screamed out in defiance against Voldemort after they believed Harry to be dead? Remember how he continued to fight even though he knew what would happen if they lost?
Remember when Ron was the very best friend that someone could ever even ask for and how he was so loyal, kind, brave, and just an all around great guy?
Remember how Ron Weasley was a teenage boy who made mistakes but always acknowledged them and apologized, and never tried to make it seem like he didn’t do anything wrong? Remember how when he messed up he always worked hard to make his relationships stronger afterwards?
Ron Weasley is a great friend. Anyone who disagrees can fight me.
“Where’s Y/N?” Gemma asked, as she stepped out of the car.
The day had been tense. By the time Gemma and Anne woke up Harry was in the kitchen. He kissed her on the cheek and she was out the door with a bag in her hand, a bag that Gemma knew costed a semester of college. When Anne brought it up Harry shut it down, ‘my house, my rules, treat her and talk about her the way you wish to be treated,’ he reminded them.
After some convincing Harry went out with them. They walked the streets of LA, and enjoyed their time. She wasn’t brought up and the tension seemed to fade.
“Yes why isn’t y/n spending time with us,” Anne says, her tone full of disgust as she said her name, “is she out shopping?”
Harry takes in a deep breath, trying to remain calm, “I thought it might be best if my family wasn’t down her throat all the time so she picked up an extra shift,” Harry answered.
“She works?” Anne asked, shock clear in her voice.
“Mum,” Harry says, “if you’re going to talk about her it will be in a nice way. She is my girlfriend, I love her. I see a future with her, and I will not have her run off because of you guys.”
“You won’t get my blessing,” Anne says firmly.
“They hate me, they literally hate me,” she says into the phone as she walks into her house.
She shuts the door behind her and tosses her keys on to the small table. She loved seeing Harry when she came home from work, but she was thankful to see the range rover out of the drive way today.
“I’m sure they don’t hate you,” Sarah says into the phone, and she was just glad that someone in Harry’s life liked her.
“They do, you should’ve heard what they were saying yesterday,” she sighs, “and my car broke down today. I had to have Stan pick me up and drive me to work and the drop me off at home.”
“Where’s your car now?”
“In the shop, it’s going to cost me over fifteen hundred to get it fixed,” she says, walking to the kitchen and grabbing some of the left over cookies, “I had to borrow money from my parents, and now I’m working doubles for the next three months so I can pay them back. And I know once Harry sees me working more he’s going to snoop.”
“Just tell him,” Sarah says.
“No way, I can’t he’ll want to fix it or buy me a new car, and a new car would be nice but I’m not ready to give up Vicky and she’s still useful.”
“Not really, this is the forth time you’ve gone to get her fixed, if Harry knew he would be mad,” Sarah responds.
“I know,” she groans, hoping on the stool.
“What are you going to tell Harry? Won’t he notice the missing car.”
“I’m still trying to figure it out,” she sighs, “maybe if I’m lucky Harry won’t even notice.”
“Notice what?” Harry asked, shrugging off his jacket as he walks in with his mother and sister, his eye brow is raised.
“I’ll call you later Sarah,” she says.
“Okay cool, bye.”
“What happened?” Harry asked.
“Nothing you need to worry about,” she says, “how was your day?”
“It was fine,” Gemma answered, “Harry showed us around, it’s a shame you couldn’t join us.”
She doesn’t sound sarcastic or rude and Harry smiled softly, “maybe we can all go out tonight?” Gemma asked, “I would really like to get to know you.”
“Oh, that sounds lovely,” Y/N responds, taken back, “but I picked up another shift at the diner and I have to be back in three hours.”
“What? Why?” Harry asked, “was it your car? I didn’t see it out there. I told you it was a piece of crap, how much is it to get fixed?”
“Don’t worry about it,” she sighed.
“I’m worried if that means you’re going to be out all the time to try and pay it off when it will break down again,” Harry frowned, “I can help.”
“Of course you can,” Anne says, “just buy her the car shop.”
She frowns, hoping off the stool, “I’m really trying to not be rude Mrs. Twist,” she says, “but I do love your son and I don’t love him for his money.”
“I don’t believe it,” Anne says, “and just as I told Harry you won’t be getting my blessing.”
“I’m sorry Harry,” she says, “I love you, I really do and you know that, but I can’t be the reason you don’t get along with your mom.”
“Y/N,” Harry says, turning to her, his heart dropping, “please don’t.”
“I can’t Harry,” she shakes her head, “I just-I can’t. I need to go.”
She shoves past them, the door shutting behind her. Harry turns to Anne, his mother stands, looking at just where she stood.
“This is your fault,” Harry seethed, “this is all your fault!”
“Harry it’s for the best-”
“No!” Harry yelled, “she wasn’t after my money, she wasn’t after my fame! Y/N and I dated for six months before she even considered coming out in public with our relationship! Y/N was struggling with thousands of dollars to owe to a college and I helped her because I love her! I helped her because it meant she could pick up less shifts and be with me! Y/N has done nothing wrong, all she has done is love your son! She didn’t see me as the media portrayed me. The same media that called your son a womanizer, the same media that claimed I slept with thousands of girls, the same media that tries to tear me apart, you’ve seen what they can do!”
“Yes I paid off her loans, but she had most of them paid off, yes I bought this house but half the stuff in this house she has paid for! And yes I bought her a car because she always has that piece of garbage she calls a car in a shop. If roles were switched and she had a higher income I know she would do the same for me, but you just can’t accept that!” Harry yelled, “and now you’ve gone and driven away the one women who could put up with me. The one women who didn’t care about the Harry Styles, but cared about me.”
“I’m sorry,” Anne whispered, tears in her own eyes.
that lady on the cooper lawrence show was so rude and then when harry was like “i’d lean towards no” about sweet creature being about louis she was like “oh……hm” like so unsatisfied like??? ur problem??? what is it???
There is a rude article written about Harry, and Y/N using the power she has in Hollywood (she is well known also), takes down the article and shares a personal story about herself to hopefully help others, and even posts a loving picture talking about the ‘real Harry Styles’.
Harry wakes up sick on Christmas morning with an upset belly and you guys have to go to your parents for Christmas lunch and a friend’s party. But Harry decides not to go because he is really not feeling it but doesn’t want to stay home by himself so he goes and not long after being there he just tells you he needs to go lay down for the day.
Three weeks had rolled by, three weeks of Y/N sneaking into
Harry’s window, or he sneaking into hers. The two didn’t mind though. What
Harry did mind was Y/N, and how eager she was to show him just how much she
loved him. She had dropped hints, tugging at his shirt, letting her hands
wonder, allowing him to let his hands wander. They talked about it, a little
too much for his liking, but when she was calm, and in the right mind, she
promised Harry she was ready. She assured him that she didn’t care about who
had slept with, his past was his past. So they did, though it wasn’t Harry’s
first time at having sex, it was his first time making love, and he came to
He couldn’t stop thinking at how Y/N whispered his name,
biting her lip, her nails digging into his arms, her eyes on him. He couldn’t
stop thinking about how they were connected, how they were close, just holding
each other, whispering how much they loved each other. He had never been that
close, that opened with someone, but he loved that it was with her. He loved
having her chant his name, tightening around him, whispering her love for him.
He loved seeing parts of her no one else had seen, no one else had touched. He
loved having her, every inch, every part.
Y/N loved him. She loved how she got to see the side no one
else had seen, the loving side. The one where Harry kept asking if what he was
doing was okay, if where he was touching was okay, if she was okay. She loved
how caring he was each moment, grazing her cheek, kissing every part of her,
reminding her he loved her, that he always had.
“Hi,” Harry whispered, kissing her cheek as she put her
books in her locker.
So I had this idea where Harry acts like this tough guy and wants to scare everyone off, but his girlfriend knows better than that. She knows that when he comes home that he changes into sweatpants and a shirt and practically runs to cuddle with her. Because underneath it all, he’s gone soft for her.
Walking on the street with Harry was always eventful. Him being covered in tattoos with an all black attire and sunglasses except for his white shirt and you being dressed in a floral dress, let’s say it got you some glares. Your hands linked together making it obvious that you were indeed together and he hadn’t kidnapped you.
Occasionally there would be a brave soul that would mumble something rude about Harry’s looks and he would threaten them with insults and make a move like he’d punch them in the face. Of course you knew otherwise, yeah if something were to happen to one of his friends or you he’d 100% punch the person in the face, but he didn’t care what anyone said about him which was hard for you because it hurts when people insult him when all you see is this incredibly loving, handsome and generous man.
“Let’s go home, yeah?” Harry says as we’ve passed the last shop in the mall.
“We still have to go to the grocery store though, we barely have any food left” You answer casually. You thought you’d make some pasta for dinner tonight but looking up at Harry’s face made you think otherwise.
“Do we have to?” He whines, almost stumping his feet like a little child.
“I wanted to make us dinner tonight, I can’t do that if we don’t have any food at the house, babe” You smile and kiss his cheek. He can get really stubborn and you know that, but secretly you loved it. It brought out this innocent side that barely anybody knows he has.
“But I wanna cuddle” Harry huffs and starts walking faster towards the car making you shake your head with a smile on your face. If it were up to him you’d both die of starvation while cuddling.
Once in the car Harry didn’t say a word and just silently drove to the nearest grocery store which was still a little while away and you began to cave. You wanted him to talk to you and sing silly songs in the care while his hand caressed the inside of your thigh.
“What do you suggest we eat then?” You eventually sigh and you can literally see Harry perk up because he knows he has almost won if he suggests the right type of food to order in.
“Chinese?” He smirks, eyes still on the road knowing full well that Chinese is one of your favourite foods.
“Fine” You huff, not really mad about the decision to order Chinese instead of cooking dinner, but you’d never let Harry know that you give in so easily.
“I promise my cuddles will be worth it” Harry grins with a toothy grin and at a stoplight he leans over and kisses your temple.
Once at home he runs up the stairs and you already know the ritual, he’s changing into his sweatpants so you follow him and change into some sweatpants too. Harry is whistling in contentment throughout the house while he searches for a comfortable sweater. To an out-stander Harry’d look like a complete different person when he switches clothes but to you he’s just a little more yours when he’s in his sweatpants.
You end up on the couch with Netflix on before him and when he walks in he practically runs to you and jumps on you, engulfing you in his arms which were comfortable and warm as always.
“I know I’m a pain in the ass but you know I love you right?” Harry mumbles into your neck, you wrapped around him like a koala.
“I do, I know you love to cuddle too” You grin up to him and he leans forward to press his lips into yours.
“Damn right I do, but only your cuddles though” He states and kisses you again before focusing his attention on whatever movie you’ve put on.
Ehh, don’t really like how it turned out but whatever :/
Harry knew when you wanted him. It took him a while to learn, but he learned better than any of your old boyfriends.
When you would be at the club with him you would be his silhouette. Walking behind him, holding on to his arm the entire time. And while you’re sitting you would be oh, so close and he would know. Hiding you’re face in his neck when you laugh or kissing his shoulder, rubbing your hand up and down his thigh. “Were you always this hot?” You would whisper, and he would know. Sometimes you guys wouldn’t make it long enough so the bathroom was your only choice. “You like teasing me no?” He would waste no time fucking into you against the door “be quiet baby, or else I’ll tape your mouth shut when we go home and I fuck you again” you secretly wanted him to tape your mouth shut.
He knew you wanted him when you waited for him to get home, which was pretty late. He’d seen the underwear you put on in the morning, he would catch you putting on the lotion he really liked after you showered which wasn’t always your routine, but it was when you wanted him. You would take extra long showering, shaving probably, so he knew and he would teasingly smile the entire time. You would be on the bed when he came home and he would pretend to not notice you till you get annoyed and make the first move. Harry made you beg. “What do you want?” he would kiss you slow, missing the spots where you most wanted him. “Don’t be fucking rude Harry” you would whine and whine until he finally gave in.
During movie nights you wouldn’t fight over which movie you wanted to watch, you wouldn’t be paying attention to it after all. He knew you wanted him when you would lay your head on his chest instead of taking your usual stop. He knew when you would start to hum between kisses from time to time and leave little pecks on his collarbones, it turned him on so bad. “You see? Now we have a problem” he would point down to his hardened crotch. The movie would be a waste.
Harry knew you wanted him when you would wear the shorts he loved so much, you would try to get his attention as much as possible. It was the cutest thing to him. You would stare at him, daring him to do something, trying to be as sexy as possible. “What are you trying to do baby?” And you would look “confused”. “You tryna kill me, hmm?” He would ask, taking your hands and folding them behind your back. Leaving marks on your chest and squeezing your ass till you moan, not letting you touch him. He would take you with your hands behind your back, hard and fast, slap your thighs apart when you tried to close them “uh uh” he would tut. “Talk to me” you would say and he would. “How are you still so tight?” You loved when he talked dirty “didn’t I fuck you enough?” “You’re so good to me” he would say when he came, he knew you liked it when he praised you. “Such a good girl” and it made you wanna come all over again.
“i don’t like the type of music liam makes why would i support him?” well i’m sure a lot of yall didn’t even like the other boys’ singles as much as yall claimed but there were still tons of projects and support posts going around so doing the same for liam literally wouldn’t kill any of you.
“but liam was rude to harry! he said he hated harry’s music!” no he didn’t. he said harry’s music is not his cup of tea and there’s nothing bad about it. if yall feel entitled to your opinions about music genres then liam should be allowed to have his own opinions and preferences. and harry’s music just happens to not fit those preferences.
“liam shaded 1d!” again, no he didn’t. he always speaks fondly of the other boys and wants them to come back and make albums and tour together. in what universe would liam shade the other boys lmao
“but that 1d lyric in strip that down says something else!” how many times does liam have to explain this lyric before yall finally understand it? he said he’s “free” bc he gets to make the music he’s always wanted to make and he doesn’t have to write and compose songs anymore that fit four different people. the other boys all have said something similar and i don’t see anyone dragging them.
“liam’s voice/accent/clothing style/behavior has changed.” for the third time: no. yall just never paid attention to him.
“liam is on drugs/drunk during interviews.” he’s tired, jetlagged, entered a new chapter of his career, does tons of promo in different places and literally just became a dad. i’d like to see you manage all of this at once without stuttering or mumbling once. not to mention he’s always been a fast speaker that got muddled sometimes. it’s normal. a lot of people do that without consuming any kind of drugs. you’re gross for even making these assumptions.
“liam tries too hard to be someone he’s not.” no he finally gets to show the parts of his personality that he kept hidden for the sake of the band. if you don’t like that then’s it’s your problem. liam never pretended to be someone or something he’s not.
“i know liam is insanely talented and has everything to be an incredibly successful solo artist and i’m scared he’ll do better than my fave which is why i feel the need to tear him down for breathing.” nobody said that but i know that’s what yall actually mean.