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lvmosity · 5 years ago

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under the stars | harry potter

pairing: harry potter x ravenclaw!reader

genre: fluff teehee

summary: the yule ball is coming up and everyone is frantically searching for a partner. being close friends with the golden trio, you secretly hope that the lightning-bolt scarred boy, harry potter, asks you out since you’ve been crushing on him for years. but surprisingly, you were his last choice. (timeline change; set in 5th year)

word count: 3.8k

warnings: just harry being an awkward bean

a/n: this was just a cute scenario i came up with, also i love harry a lot and i feel that he’s not as appreciated enough as well as written about :-(( so here it is! i hope you like it, tell me ur thoughts and feel free to also send in requests! ♡ p.s. i also sorta rushed towards the end bc i stayed up late to finish it and my tumblr crashed on me so i had to rewrite it so apologies if u spot mistakes !!

tags: @dora-the-grownup @sadhwstudent

“Why do you girls have to travel in packs all the time and make it hard for us boys to ask you out?” Ron puffs out in frustration and throws his head back in his seat, staring up at the ceiling in despair, “I’m never going to get a partner for the Yule Ball.”

Hermione narrows her eyes at the ginger-haired boy beside her before rolling her eyes and continued writing in her book. You giggle at the amusing sight knowing Hermione felt ticked off by Ron’s behaviour, you knew Hermione was waiting for Ron to realise that she’d be an easy first option to ask out but the boy was still clueless.

It had only been a week since Professor McGonagall gathered the fourth years and above and announced that a formal dance event was to take place at Hogwarts as a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, the Yule Ball. After it was announced, everyone started to frantically search for partners and it didn’t always end well, especially for Ron.

News had spread that Ron was involved in a minor, embarrassing incident a few hours ago with one of the Beauxbaton girls, Fleur Delacour. Apparently, he had only taken a few steps to pass by her in the hallways before asking, well screaming at her, if she would be his partner. Fleur couldn’t get the chance to reply as he had quickly rushed off as soon as he said it. Poor Ron.

Up until now, he still hasn’t found someone to go with and Hermione was growing impatient knowing the event was due in two days. Being close friends with the Golden Trio, it would make sense for the four of you to go together hence why none of you guys still had partners. Ah, yes, even you were still up for grabs but only because you were waiting for a specific boy to bring up the question, and it was none other than your best friend or rather your longtime crush, Harry Potter.

You won’t deny that a few people have already pulled you to the side and asked if you could be their partner for the dance but you politely rejected them, stating that you were already taken which was a lie. With the Yule Ball coming up soon, time was ticking; days turned into hours and still, Harry hasn’t asked you out and you knew exactly why.

Harry still had a thing for a certain girl in your house, Ravenclaw, for a while now and you figured she was the reason why you weren’t his partner. Cho Chang her name was, and she was a very well known girl in your house due to how intelligent and kind of a person she was. She was also one of the very few girls to be exceptionally good at Quidditch since most girls found sports to be tiring and boring, so it was no doubt that her popularity was high.

Obviously, this was upsetting for you as he had eyes on a Ravenclaw girl that wasn’t you. Hermione, being a supportive friend, had consoled you multiple times expressing her thoughts and empathy for you since she was the only one who knew how head over heels you were for him. She explained that it’d be useless to just sit around and mope all day waiting for Harry when there are several other people waiting for your answer and would be glad to dance with you. Oh, how you hate it when she was right.

Yet, your crush on Harry was holding you back and you still had a bit of faith that he would take you up as an option, and you were going to wait for him despite how painfully long it will take.

"The more you whine about it, the longer it will take for a girl to realise you’re worthy of a partner.” Hermione snapped at Ron to which he scoffs in return.

“You can’t say much, no one has asked you yet meaning you’re not worthy of a partner too.” mocked Ron as he folds his arms on the table.

Hermione clenches her teeth together and glares at Ron as she starts to grow irritated each minute but she holds her anger back as she didn’t want to cause a scene in the Great Hall. It was a good thing she did as she spots Harry walking up to them behind Ron’s head, she wouldn’t want him to join in the bickering.

“Harry!” She calls out as she gives him a quick wave and a smile.

Both you and Ron turn to see Harry walking up to where you guys sat. Feeling yourself blush a bit at his sudden appearance, you clear your throat and tilt your head forward for your hair to fall and cover the sides of your face. You hoped none of them would spot the unmistakeable blush but Hermione was quick to catch on and eyes you playfully.

You mouth a ‘shut up’ to her as you feel the bench slightly move to indicate that Harry takes his seat next to you. You mentally curse at yourself for not sitting next to Hermione or Ron in the first place but having Harry sit in front of you wouldn’t make it better anyway. You wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye for more than a second.

“What have you guys been up to?” Harry asks.

“It’s been dreadful Harry, the Yule Ball is in two days and the three of us still don’t have a partner!” Ron cries out dramatically.

Harry raises his eyebrows in confusion. “The three of us? Why, who’s been asked already?” He asks curiously.

Ron nods towards you and Harry turns to look at you, your hair was still covering your face but only Hermione could see the nervous look plastered all over your face. Harry leans slightly forward in an attempt to see past your hair. “You have a partner already Y/N?”

Calming yourself a bit, you tuck the fallen hair behind your ear and face Harry. “Well, actually I don’t.”

“What? I thought you were going as Dean’s partner?” questioned Ron, you shook your head. “No, I don’t know where you got that idea from.”

Hermione buts in, “Well, you have been asked by a lot of guys and most of them have a thing for you,” she averts her eyes back to her book, choosing to ignore the surprised look on Ron—since he couldn’t get that big amount of people to ask him out, let alone one—and continued writing, “especially Dean as he’s been going around saying you were his date.”

“That’s ridiculous, I would never be his date.” You pull a disgusted face making Ron and Hermione laugh. In the corner of your eye, you could see Harry’s face light up in delight at your comment causing your heart to skip a beat. Was he possibly happy that you’re not taken already?

Suddenly feeling confident, you turn to stare at Harry and his face automatically falls back to normal. “I suppose the infamous Harry Potter has scored a partner by now right?”

You anxiously wait for his answer, hoping that he would either say no or shake his head. Ron looks over at him too also desperately wishing that his best friend was still single and he wasn’t alone, even Hermione had stopped writing to hear his answer.

Harry hesitates for a few seconds before he shakes his head no. You felt your stomach do leaps as you inwardly celebrated but your face stayed normal. You could hear Ron sigh out of relief and pat his best friend’s shoulder as a way of saying ‘it’s okay mate, we’re in this together’.

The three of you stare at him curiously signalling him to explain his reason causing Harry to sigh. “It’s difficult to say really.”

Your confidence starts to fade away, is he still hung up on Cho? You notice Hermione glance at you to give you a reassuring smile, maybe you’re just overthinking.

“How so Harry? What about Cho?” Ron shoots him a quizzed look and your stomach was quickly starting to turn uneasy at the mentioned name. You fidgeted in your seat uncomfortably waiting for Harry’s reply but his name was called out from behind him before he could do so.

All heads whiz to the source of the sound and see Cedric walking over to your table along with a girl tagging behind... is that Cho?

Harry’s eyes immediately widen and he flipped his head around to face you, “Quick give me your hand!” and before you could even ask why, Harry grabs your hand and links it with his, placing it on the table.

Your face turns red straight away at the sudden contact, you couldn’t believe that Harry was holding your hand. Ron and Hermione gaze at your intertwined hands, what the hell was going on? The two of them look at you weirdly but you just shrug as you found the situation weird too.

“Hey, have you heard about the next task?” Cedric makes his way over and stands in front of Harry, Cho follows and sticks by his side as she looks at the four of you before giving a warm smile. Her smile fades away when her eyes notice the laced hands on the table before it meets with yours and you two stare at each other.

Cho eventually shifts her eyes away and stares at Harry while he and Cedric continue discussing the tournament. She didn’t expect to see you and Harry hold hands and you smirk to yourself at how awkward she must’ve felt.

“So, you ready for the ball Harry?” Cedric asks, Harry opens his mouth to reply but Cedric continues, “I don’t know if you knew this but I’m going with Cho.” His words falter towards the end as he looks at Cho, his face full of pride.

Harry nods slowly and smiles stiffly, “Oh, y-yeah, I heard, that’s nice Cedric.”

Cho speaks up, “I take it you’re going with Y/N?” Her eyes once again fall to your hands and Cedric face lights up, “Whoa Harry, got yourself a Ravenclaw too? We might as well double date!” He jokingly says, chuckling afterwards.

Tension arises and surrounds you all as Cedric continues to laugh. Harry clears his throat and nods at Cho, his hand squeezes yours which startles you, “You’re right, I’m taking Y/N as my date to the ball.”

Shock crosses everyone’s face, their mouths dropping slightly. Ron chokes on his saliva, struggling to catch his breath as Hermione’s drops her quill to pat, well smack, Ron’s back. But no one was as shocked as you were, your face instantaneously becomes crimson red and your heart was beating furiously. You were what?

“Oh... that’s nice Harry.” Cho forces out a small smile, “I hope you and Y/N have a fun time at the ball.”

Cho turns on her heel and hastily takes off leaving Cedric alone for a few seconds before he realises and greets Harry a goodbye wave, following Cho soon after.

"What the bloody hell was that about?” Ron exclaimed.

The three of you look at Harry dumbfounded wanting an explanation for what he had done. Harry scratches his head in embarrassment, “Sorry, I just didn’t want Cho to think I still don’t have a date.”

“And since when did you and Y/N decide to go together?” Hermione asks in a stern tone. Ron nods in agreement.

“Since now,” Harry glances over at you and shoots you a friendly grin to which you return. “Sorry about the abrupt decision Y/N, I hope it wasn’t uncomfortable for you.”

“No, it’s fine.” You assured him but deep down you knew it wasn’t. It was basically Harry saying you were his last resort and he had used you solely to make Cho jealous. He wasn’t serious about taking you, he’d much rather have her instead of you but since Harry couldn’t think of anyone else; he chose you. But at least you were his date, right?

The four of you fall silent for a moment, only the low chatters of other students in the room could be heard. Harry bows his head and watches his feet tap on the floor while you just bite your lip as you scan the room, avoiding the odd looks from Ron and Hermione.

“Uh, Harry,” Both of your heads dart back to Ron, “Why are you still holding Y/N’s hand?”

Your hands pull apart instantly at the realisation as you two support a flustered look and turn away to look at something else again. Hermione holds back a giggle as she witnesses the cute moment whilst Ron nudges her, whispering a ‘what’s so funny?’ but Hermione just shakes her head leaving a frustrated Ron to guess.

●●●

Running your hands through the fabric of your dress, you give a shaky sigh as you gaze at your reflection in the mirror from head to toe. The Yule Ball had started a couple of minutes ago yet you were still in the dressing room hiding like a coward. You still haven’t plucked up the courage in you to walk out that door and feel the stares of many on you. But most importantly, you couldn’t bring yourself to face Harry.

It had been two days since Harry had made you his date, two days since the news travelled fast around the school that Harry had asked a girl other than Cho to be his partner, two days since he made it clear in front of Cho and Cedric that you were his date, two days since he held your hand to prove his point.

A lot has happened within those two days; since the incident, you and Harry have kept quiet to yourselves whenever you were in each other’s presences. You figured Harry must’ve either felt shy or ashamed at what he had done, you could tell he was trying his best to avoid you and that made you upset. Did he regret asking you out?

As the event grew nearer, Harry would distance himself from you inch by inch and your mood would fall inch by inch too. You were starting to let your emotions get the best of you but Hermione came to the rescue once again. She tried her best to cheer you up and reassure you that Harry wasn’t doing this on purpose and to hurt you, he probably has a good reason for it and you shouldn’t dwell on it too much.

Unfortunately, doubts had overclouded your mind and you were beginning to question if your presence was needed at the ball. Maybe you should’ve politely rejected Harry when you had the chance to do so, but it was too late. Besides, you were too ecstatic with the thought of going as Harry’s date.

Speaking of Hermione, she had finally had enough of Ron and soon enough accepted one of the other Triwizard champions, Viktor Krum. You were still happy for her nevertheless as she seemed somewhat okay with her decision, you just weren’t sure how Ron was going to take it though.

A loud, hurried knock on the door interrupts your thoughts and you immediately straighten your posture, “Uh, just a sec!” You call out to the person outside, taking one last glance at your appearance to fix any minor errors.

However, it seems that the person was too impatient and had already slammed the door open causing you to squeal out of surprise. You were about to curse at the intruder before you realise it was just Hermione standing at the door with a ‘are you serious right now?’ look.

“Y/N, what are you doing? We’re needed at the ball right now!”

“What? What for?”

“We’re the first ones to dance!”

“Wait, what--”

Hermione harshly grabs your wrist and pulls you out the room before you could finish your sentence. Stumbling on the way out and letting out a small shriek due to the fast pace, the heads of many students whip around to look at the outcry. In an instant, everyone gasps and wows and as you pass by, you could hear whispers about how beautiful the girl was.

“Merlin, they’re staring at you ‘Mione.”

Hermione lets out a scoff, “Please, they’re staring at you Y/N.”

“M-me?! You must be joking! You’re the only one who looks beautiful tonight--”

Hermione abruptly stops in her tracks causing you to bump into her back and turns to face you and reached out to your hands to grab them. “Look, you can deny it all you want but I’m serious. You look absolutely stunning tonight Y/N, and you heard those compliments back there, they weren’t joking when they said it.”

Your face relaxes as you take in the words of Hermione’s, and you give her a warm smile to show your gratefulness. Noticing this, she returns it with a hug before pulling away and making you face the entrance of the ball. That’s why she stopped so suddenly.

Your face lights up in amazement, you admired how the Great Hall was decorated with hundreds of icicles that had ropes of sparkle wrapped around. Far ahead you spot the giant frosted Christmas tree along with the two smaller trees sprinkled with a mix of gold and silvers.

Spread around the room where several tables that served refreshments with iced sculptures in the middle which represented both the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. The event was overwhelmingly beautiful and you felt like you were attending a Royal Ball.

Your amazement was soon cut off as your eyes eventually land on Harry who had been standing at the entrance watching you. Swallowing your saliva, you lift your hand up to send a friendly wave at the boy to break the shyness and unexpectedly, he sends one back.

Harry slowly makes his way over and Hermione takes that as her cue to leave, whispering a ‘good luck’ in your ear before walking off to join her date. Frozen on the spot, you watch Harry inch his way to you and you were already rehearsing your speech in your head, making sure not to mess up.

“H-hey.”

You pull out of your trance and stare at the boy in front of you, and Godric did he look so handsome. He looked rather neat in his robes as it went perfectly well with his eyes and his hair was gelled back but you noticed that a few of his baby hairs had not cooperated and stuck out.

“You’re so beautiful...” Harry whispered to himself but it was loud enough for you to hear.

“What?” You blush profusely.

Harry’s head jerked frantically, “N-nothing, I said the event was beautiful.”

You giggle, “Yes, I agree.”

You both laugh off the awkward greeting before Harry offers his arm for yours to link through and he escorts you inside. With that, the main event begins and you find yourself enjoying dancing with Harry who, funnily, had two left feet as he clumsily kept stepping on your feet and each time he did so, he would shyly apologise.

But once the dancing had made you two tired and Harry suggested the idea of sitting down to rest for a moment to catch your breath, the two of you were seen sat down at a table silently. None of you had exchanged a word since then and you could feel the awkwardness settling in between you guys once more like the past few days.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice that Harry was focusing intently at something or someone across the other side of the hall. You follow his gaze and you saw that he was watching Cedric and Cho dance together. Feeling a sense of defeat, you decide to speak up:

“Wishing it was you instead of Cedric?”

Harry turns to you with a baffled look, “No, what makes you think that?”

You rolled your eyes, “Please, I’ve seen the way you look at Cho, you literally look at her with heart eyes.” Harry frowns at you as his mouth forms into a line and you continue, “You’ve been avoiding me ever since you asked me to be your date. You regret it don’t you? You felt ashamed that’s why you’ve been quiet with me up until now.”

Harry stays silent and you took this as another opportunity to keep ranting, “You made us hold hands to show it to Cho, you did it to make her jealous and make her rethink her choice of going with Cedric. I was a last resort to you, you didn’t want me as your date in the first place.”

“You’re wrong.”

Now it was your turn to look at him with a bewildered look. Harry switches his seating position, leaning forward as he sits at the edge of his seat. Hesitating for a moment, you watch his hands slowly reach to grab yours before he laces it together.

Batting your eyelashes at him, he clears his throat and shyly smiles, “I wasn’t avoiding you because I was ashamed to have you as my date. I was... thinking...about my crush on Cho.” Your heart falls to your stomach. “But it was because I was sure that I didn't like Cho as much as I used to.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means I’ve been crushing on someone else instead that I needed to avoid that person so I wouldn’t slip up and make it obvious.” Harry gently squeezes your hands, “I did hold your hand in front of Cho to make her jealous, I did it so it was clear that I liked someone else.”

You drew in a stuttered gasp, “D-does that mean--”

“I like you.”

Harry plants a soft kiss on your cheek which causes you to blush furiously for the hundredth time this week, this boy really does make you go weak for him.

Harry stands up and dusts his pants before he offers his hand. You eye him curiously and he chuckles, “Would you care to dance under the stars with me?”

Answering him with a smile, you take his hand and he escorts you back on the dance floor, placing his hands around your waist. You lay your head on his chest as you both sway side to side, not giving a damn about the onlookers.

With that, your Yule Ball had ended happily and everyone was sent back to their dorms to finish for the night but no one knew about the two lovebirds that snuck out and continued their dance session in the Astronomy Tower, right under the bright, shining stars.

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