harry potter + non binary!reader angst
song fic (heather by conan gray)
YOU SIGH DREAMILY AS YOU LOOK AT HARRY FROM ACROSS THE TABLES.
he was your long-time, since first-year crush.
i mean, how could you not fall head-over-heels for the boy?
he was kind, goofy, charming and handsome. everything you looked for in a boy.
but while he was everything and more for you, it seemed you were nothing close for him.
a friend he stated.
you sat at the hufflepuff table, nearby your older brother, cedric, watching with a frown as harry's gaze turns to cho chang, a beautiful ravenclaw girl.
juice spurted from harry's mouth as he eyed the girl.
you knew cedric liked cho and cho liked cedric, but harry also liked cho. harry didn't know of the mutual feelings between cho and cedric, but you would certainly not be the one to tell him.
all you were to him at that moment was a friend, and you felt that status would drop if you were the one to break his heart.
I still remember the third of December,
it was a seriously cold day, the snow surrounding hogwarts grounds and making it look as ethereal as usual.
you were out with harry at hogsmeade, cheeks flushed from the cold and from the boy beside you as you sit outside, near the shrieking shack.
you shuddered, goosebumps rising on your arms.
me in your sweater
harry rose his jumper off his body and pulled it over your head.
your face flushed bright red as you looked at harry, "but harry! it's cold. you'll freeze"
You said it looked better on me than it did you
you had flushed at his words, hesitantly pulling the jumper fully over yourself.
Only if you knew how much I liked you
you both exit the three broomsticks, immediately seeing cedric and cho who were hanging out.
harry froze, his eyes trailing the beautiful girl.
But I watch your eyes as sheWalks by
harry was silent as he watched cho laugh at something cedric said."What a sight for sore eyes" harry sighed dreamily.
"huh?" you murmur, looking at him.he shakes his head, cheeks flushed as he looks away, "nevermind"
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I die
you look at your sneakers, scuffing them on the groundWhy would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
you watch cho from afar, comparing yourself to her.she was beautiful, you were strikingly average.
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
you watch on a similar winter day as cho shivered, harry, who had been talking to her about something, had shrugged of the same jumper he had given you, to give to her.as you saw his lips move, you were sure you saw the same words leave his lips.
But you like her better
Wish I were Heather
you often now stood in the mirror, comparing every bit of yourself to the beautiful girl.Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
you watch as harry leads her around, the hand-holding innocent in her eyes though he was blushing madly.Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
you shivered from the cold as you watched harry awkwardly heat cho up. she didn't seam awfully pleased but didn't want to seem rude.But how could I hate her? She's such an angel
cho, indeed, was an angel. she was kind to everyone and always smiled at you or helped you when you needed.But then again, kinda wish she were dead as sheWalks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I dieWhy would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
you sat on your bed, crying your eyes out after harry had finally made the move to ask cho to the dance.she said no, of course, but it stung like a bitch.
But you like her better
it stung like a bitch because he asked you after.after cho had rejected him and he had really no other choice.
a last resort.
I wish I were HeatherI wish I were Heather
you wished you were cho.or even like cho.
beautiful, unique.
the only boy you had ever liked considered you a last resort.
no boy had ever liked you, you thought that just maybe harry could be the one boy to like you. but as always, you were wrong.
(Oh, oh)Wish I were HeatherWhy would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyesterBut you like her better
Wish I were
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