34| Harry • Potter - Requested

                                    

                                          
Imagine Harry defending you when his uncle insulted you. Harry had quite literally just blown up his aunt, and his uncle was mortified. He was trying to frighten and threaten Harry; but that didn't go quite to plan when Harry pulled out his wand. 
                          
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"YOU BRING HER BACK, YOU BRING HER BACK NOW, YOU PUT HER RIGHT!" Uncle Vernon shrieked, livid, his face turning purple as he backed Harry into a wall. 
                          
"No. She deserved what she got," Harry spat out, pushing his uncle away.
                          
"ARGH! YOU -" Uncle Vernon was about to start yelling again, until Harry whipped his wand out from his pocket and pointed it right at his face, and he backed away, letting out a small whimper like a child getting scared by a dog.
                          
"Stay. Away. From me," Harry said to his uncle firmly.
                          
"You're not allowed to use magic outside school! They'll expel you, and you'll never see those freaky friends of yours again, never! Never again will you see that little twat of a girlfriend of yours, that y/l/n girl, never!"
                          
"Don't you dare talk about y/n like that! Have you any idea what she's been through? If anyone's a twat, it's you," Harry yelled, advancing on his uncle, still Ponting his wand at him, " you're a twat and worse! 
                          
"Oh, you say that now, but when it matters most, you'll run away from her like the little coward you are! The poor girl must have mental health issues! To date you -"
                          
"You think I'm a coward? You think I'd stand there and watch terrible things happen to my friends? To y/n? Yeah? Try me!"
                          


                          
~ hi guys. I'm so tired, I have a fifteen page science assignment to do, it was due today and I haven't even started. I sound like such a bad student but trust me, I'm not this bad. Science makes me wanna be hung, drawn and quartered, that's how bad it is. If you  don't know what hung, drawn and quartered means, don't look it up. It's disgusting. Probably the worst way you can die. Anyways, this imagine was requested by AndieClearwater, hope you like it. Again, italics refer to the gif.