requested by @oneprettygryffindor <3
prompt; Can you do a imagine of harry x reader. Where reader and harry both love each other but don’t want to admit and one day when their friends made confront them both(harry and reader) to confess their feeling for each other when their both smell each other amortentia, harry lies that he likes ginny and to make harry jealous the Reader say yes to malfoy’s proposal and harry finally admit his feelings in front of everyone. Thank you.
The scent of Amortentia is much too strong to ignore. It is also too hard to ignore of what a striking resemblance it carries to that of your beloveds cologne. Harry Potter had been your crush ever since you first laid your eyes on him really, and between the period of when he had introduced himself to you with his boyish charm to sitting next to you in potions six years later a lot of things have changed. At the very start the two of you didn’t click all that well – you preferred the company of older boys and girls. That quickly changed, though. Involuntarily being involved in one of his many adventures you grew to fancy Mr. Potter even more, and if you had any sense in that head of yours at all you would’ve realized many years earlier that he feels exactly the same way.
So when confronted – well, confronted isn’t exactly the right word, more like ‘teased’ – about who he likes Harry spilled Ginny’s name it felt like the whole world had flipped itself upside down and had no intention of returning to normal. Seconds pass like minutes, and perhaps the Potions classroom is simply too quiet to pin-point time correctly but you feel yourself grow tired with each new beat your heart makes. Thankfully, break is still fresh and not many had decided to follow you ad Harry into the depths of the castle. Your fingertips are unusually cold, almost as if you had had your hand stuck into a batch of ice and left it there for more than a few hours. Slowly, you turn to look at him with this sort of speechless, hurt look on your face that he obviously avoids. No one believes him, frankly out of the ten people that stare at the both of you in interest only you truly take his words to heart.
Fire. The cold is splashed by hot waves of jealousy that boil inside the pit of your stomach and make you seriously consider agreeing to date Malfoy when he had not so subtly called you his ‘girlfriend’. Just to spite Harry, just to make him feel even an ounce of explicit pain you feel at this very moment. It strikes you and your legs move on their own; you stand and grab your things intending to leave and not return unless you’re holding hands with his nemesis. Harry is silent, the rest are too as they watch you pick your things and spin on your heel to go. Ron shakes his head.
“Mate,” He murmurs, “seriously?”
A harsh slap of the door opening and shutting rattles the various liquids in the cabinets. The cool and somewhat wet corridor carries an unpleasant smell of mold. For a short while only your footsteps echo. But then the door opens and shuts again and from the rush, the uneven steps, even from the sound of hard breath you recognize it to be the boy that just broke your heart. He catches up to you quick. Along with him a slew of curious classmates poke their heads out the doorway to see what is going to happen. You don’t want to turn around, but you can’t force yourself to move forward until you have this sorted. You snap to him and cross your arms over your chest, lynching him with your stare. Harry stops a few feet back and catches his breath with a few nervous blinks.
You stare, “What?”
“I said,” He alliterates, “that I lied. About liking Ginny.”
He shrugs, “I don’t know…I got nervous.”
You pretend to understand his reasoning and give a light nod with a roll of your eyes, “Yeah, right. Whatever.” You turn to leave again, but—
“It’s you. (Name). The one I like.”
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