hi! i saw your profile and i saw that you've just started posting! could you maybe a write a fic on a liquid luck high harry (potter) and he's been crushing on reader since forever and he tries just how lucky he can be by asking reader out and its basically a ton of fluff
HP. liquid luck
summary : basically what the request says
warning : none just pure fluff. house neutral reader.
a/n : this is pretty short cause i suck at writing fluff, i'm better at angst tbh. speaking of angst, illicit affairs, the series is coming soon ! it's an angst series of draco malfoy !
Harry Potter always seemed to have eyes for you. Ever since first year when you caught him staring at you in class which continued till second year. Third year when he froze when you accidentally bumped into him. Fourth Year when you got paired up for potions and he acted very awkward. This behavior continued for years. Harry's crush on you has always been obvious, and you're tired of waiting for him to make a move.
Then fifth year came. Harry earned a vial of Liquid Luck, also known as Felix Felicis, from professor Slughorn for brewing the best Draught of Living Death Potion in their class. Instead of using it on O.W.L.S., or saved it for a future encounter with the dark lord, or maybe to get lucky with Umbridge, he used it to ask out you, his long time crush.
Harry waited until the next day to ask you out because according to him, it needed to be a fresh, ne day, and a friday.
Much to his dislike, tomorrow was still about 7 hours away as it's only 5 o’clock in the afternoon. His mind too occupied about you, he almost forgot about dinner. That was until a hungry Ron dragged him out of the common room to the great hall.
Harry lazily followed Ron behind as they walked towards the great hall. But his eyes immediately lit up when they entered as they landed on you. Throughout that dinner you could feel eyes staring at the back of your head and you knew exactly who it was.
Deciding to play with fire, you looked back with a small smile on yours face. It was no surprise that you spotted a blushing Harry Potter. Having the chosen one wrapped around your finger was definitely an ego boost.
Time flew by and it was already friday. Harry decided to take the vial around 1 o’clock where he knew you both had vacant subject.
You were sitting under a tree outside with your nose inside a book. It was the perfect spot to read, not too noisy but not too quiet as well. The book was getting good, but of course it had to be interrupted. But you didn't mind since it was Harry interrupting you.
“Hey- uh. Hi, y/n.” said a very giddy Harry.
You smiled at him and said hello back. He was transferring his weight from one foot to another while playing with his fingers. You stood up to face him properly.
“What's up, Harry?” You said.
“Oh, I was wondering if maybe you uh- wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow” he said, barely a whisper.
“What was that? I didn't quite hear you.”
“Would you go to Hogsmeade with me..? Tomorrow? 3 o’clock? Maybe, I mean only if you want to of course-”
“I would love to.” You cut his rambling off, giggling.
“So tomorrow then..?” He confirmed.
“Yeah, tomorrow.” You said with a huge smile on your face. You're gonna go on a date with the chosen one, the boy who lived, Harry fucking Potter.
You needed to get out of there before your heart exploded.
The rest of the day went perfectly. Maybe the liquid luck rubbed off on you, but it doesn’t matter if it didn’t cause you were feeling very lucky.
