word count: 2.5k
cw: swearing, mention of arguing death, smut! fem recieving
summary: while being in hiding and on the lookout for horcruxes, you and harry seek comfort in each other's arms.
a/n: i usually try to keep the reader androgynous, but this oneshot is based on a fem reader. if anyone would rather read as a masc reader, i would be happy to write another version; just let me know! :) also, if you aren't the kind of person to read smut, you can skip it by looking for the '♡' which mark the start and finish of the smut scene.
you sat on the cold wooden floor of the tent, your knees pressed up to your chest as you subconsiously provided yourself a strange sense of comfort. hermione and ron had both left after a big fight between the four of you, leaving you alone with harry.
the little radio beside you provided background noise for you, which slowly turned into a little murmur in the back of your mind. the radio had never failed to piss you off when ron and hermione actually had been there. the radio had actually been the cause of the argument. harry couldn't stand hearing about who had gone missing, who had been found dead; he felt responsible for the lives of the whole wizarding world. but since ron wasn't there anymore, it almost felt necessary to listen to it. to pretend he was still there.
being finally left alone with harry could only be described as bittersweet. for months, you had been fantasising about the concept of being finally alone with harry. but under the circumstances, you were much less relieved than you had imagined you would feel.
despite being his girlfriend, you hadn't been intimate with harry in months. not only because tensions were so high, but the additional moodkiller was that you were constantly surrounded by ron, hermione, or both. and now that you and harry had the place to yourselves, you should be thrilled. right?
harry walked over to you and reached out his hand to gently pull you to your feet. you stood, meeting his level. "hey, baby.." you relaxed your head on his shoulder. he wrapped his arms around you comfortingly, rubbing his thumb gently on your back. harry knew that you weren't dealing particularly well with ron and hermione leaving, and he felt partially responsible, given that he and ron were the ones arguing.
"i love you..." he mumbled into your hair as he rested against you, pulling you as close to himself as he could. you hadn't really heard those words from him in a while, not for lack of him feeling or thinking it. but actually to do with the fact that the two of you seemed to never be alone recently, since neither of you particularly enjoyed to be affectionate publicly.
"i love you too." you held him tightly; he was always your most reliable source of comfort. the words on the radio slowly transitioned into song as 'o children' began to play.
and have you left a seat for me?...
his fingers lowered down your body, slowly tracing down your arms until he was holding your hands in his own. he slowly rocked you from side to side, encouraging you to dance with him.
is that such a stretch of the imagination?...
you played along, allowing him to sway you side to side and connecting your arms to his.
i'm hanging in there, don't you see? in this process of elimination....
you giggled as he spun you around, rocking you back and forth.
we're happy, ma, we're having fun...
despite both your lives being in real danger, despite your friends having abandoned you, despite being completely alone. you had never felt more relieved to be with him. he was like the light at the end of the tunnel.
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harry potter oneshots | marauders golden trio era
Fanfictionsmut, fluff and angst all included each chapter will be marked: [a] • angst [f] • fluff [s] • smut i take requests for any characters! characters included (so far!): • harry potter • hermione granger • ron weasley • george weasley • sirius black •...