Harry Potter Oneshots [Requests are always open:]

Love Potion-H.P

Harry Potter

The Great Hall was abuzz with the usual morning energy as students of Hogwarts took their seats for breakfast. Y/N found herself among friends, laughter and chatter providing a comforting backdrop to her day.

Unbeknownst to her, today's breakfast held an unexpected twist. Cormac Maclagan, known for his relentless pursuit of her affections, had a mischievous glint in his eye. He had long been attracted to Y/N, but her polite rejections had done little to deter him. This morning, Cormac saw an opportunity to change her mind.

With a sly grin, he slipped a small vial filled with a sparkling pink liquid into Y/N's goblet. The love potion swirled enchantingly within the glass, waiting to take effect.

As Y/N reached for her goblet and took a sip, an immediate warmth washed over her. She turned to Cormac, and her gaze held an unexpected, irresistible allure. The desire to flirt and be near him was undeniable.

"Have you been working out Cormac?" she asked seductivley, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers.

Cormac, who had been eagerly anticipating her response, flashed a smug grin and returned her advances.

Meanwhile, at the Gryffindor table, Harry Potter was deep in conversation with Ron and Hermione. But something had caught his attention out of the corner of his eye – Y/N and Cormac. Jealousy flared within him, for he had secretly admired Y/N from afar but had never mustered the courage to reveal his feelings. Now, seeing her under Cormac's influence, he couldn't contain his emotions.

Harry signaled to Ron and Hermione, and they turned their heads to observe what was happening. Surprise and concern filled their faces as they witnessed the unlikely scene unfolding before them.

Their breakfast forgotten, the trio decided to investigate further. It was highly unusual for Y/N to openly flirt with Cormac, given her past encounters with him. There had to be a reason for this sudden change in behavior.

Hermione excused herself and approached Y/N privately, speaking in a hushed tone. "Y/N, something doesn't seem right. Are you sure everything is okay?"

Y/N, still under the potion's influence, looked at Hermione with a dreamy expression. Her voice, unusually calm, replied, "I'm perfectly fine, Hermione. I've never felt better."

Harry, watching from a distance, knew exactly what had transpired. His jaw clenched with anger as he watched Cormac's smug demeanor. He pulled Ron away from Y/N and Hermione, his determination evident.

In a low voice, Harry said, "We need to confront Cormac. He's the one who poisoned Y/N with that love potion, I just know it and I can't let him get away with this." Ron, equally furious, nodded in agreement. 

They cornered Cormac in an empty classroom, their anger palpable. Harry's voice was filled with rage as he shouted, "You slipped a love potion into Y/N's drink! We know what you did!"

Ron chimed in, "You're in big trouble now, Maclagan."

Cormac, initially defiant, couldn't withstand the barrage of accusations and threats. He finally confessed to his actions, admitting to tampering with Y/N's goblet.

Harry's eyes blazed with anger as he demanded the antidote. Cormac, trembling with fear, quickly jotted down the antidote's recipe and handed it over to Harry and Ron. He then fled the classroom in haste.

Harry and Ron returned to Hermione and Y/N, who were anxiously waiting. Hermione wasted no time and brewed the antidote, her hands moving with precision. Y/N's dazed state began to clear as she sipped the concoction, her emotions slowly returning to normal.

She looked around, her eyes falling on Harry, who smiled reassuringly. The warmth of their connection was undeniable, even amidst the chaos. Y/N couldn't help but feel a newfound appreciation for the brave and caring friend who had come to her rescue.

As they walked back to the Gryffindor common room, Y/N couldn't help but blush as she thought about Harry's unwavering support. She had always admired him from afar, but this experience had brought them closer together. Little did she know that this ordeal would be the beginning of something special between them, a connection that would eventually evolve into a deep and genuine love.

The weeks that followed were filled with heartfelt conversations between Y/N and Harry. They spent hours in the Gryffindor common room, sharing their dreams, fears, and the unique bond that had formed between them. Y/N had always been drawn to Harry's unwavering loyalty and bravery, but now she saw a side of him that few had the privilege to witness.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Y/N and Harry sat by the common room's roaring fire. The room was bathed in a warm, flickering glow, and their voices carried the weight of unspoken emotions.

Y/N turned to Harry, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Harry, I can't thank you enough for what you did that day.."

Harry's gaze softened as he replied, "I couldn't stand to see you hurt, Y/N. Y-you mean a lot to me."

As their eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passed between them. Y/N knew that she felt more than just friendship for Harry, and she could see the same longing in his eyes.

Their hands brushed against each other, and Harry's fingers gently intertwined with Y/N's. Time seemed to stand still as they leaned closer, their lips inching nearer to each other.

Just as their breaths mingled, Hermione and Ron walked into the common room, their faces flushed with excitement. They had been out for a walk and had stumbled upon the intimate moment.

Hermione exclaimed, "Oh, sorry to interrupt! We'll leave you two alone!"

Ron added with a wink, "Finally, eh?"

Y/N and Harry blushed furiously, their hands still entwined. They chuckled at the timing and shared a knowing look. It was clear that their journey was only beginning, and the love potion's unintended consequences had opened the door to a deep and genuine connection.

As they settled back by the fire, they realized that they had found something truly special in each other. Their hearts beat in harmony, and the warmth of their love was far more enchanting than any potion could ever be..