Harry James Potter, the pride of James Potter and the heart of Lily Potter was the most cheerful and fun-loving person in the world
James and Lily chose to not fight in the war, Sirius never went to any prison but as a result, Neville is an orphan and is the boy who lived but that doesn't matter tho. Neville isn't the protagonist of this one, Harry is.
Harry wanted to live life to the fullest, he couldn't bear to see anything sad. People who saw him used to say- " this boy could cheer up a mourning widow and convince her to live for something she believed in. His smile shone brighter than any summery day in France and his nights were equally fun-loving."
One day his parents returned to Britain and sent him to Hogwarts at his insistence, there was nothing they could deny to their boy once he had his mind on it. His requests were always genuine and reasonable. It did not help much that his godfather was always on his side.
He was at first scorned for fleeing the war, insults flew his way like arrows at an archery range but his demeanor towards his life did not change, he accepted it, all of it.
Slowly all the students came around, something about Harry was so irresistible and he was always so cheerful, it was impossible to hate him. Always the fun-loving boy helped everyone without any care for houses or any prejudices. Snape shortly left after his second year leaving everyone baffled as to what caused it and Lily took his place.
After this point till his fourth year, he lived the most beautiful and amazing moments of his life. That was until the Triwizard tournament happened and the boy who was as playful as summer met a veela who was as cold as winter.
Die for You
Why was it that people always want you to be happy? Can't they enjoy the sadness once in a while. There is not always a need to be happy, they've got an entire lifetime to be happy!
It baffled her how every time someone took a picture of her, they expected her to smile. Why should she smile? What is so auspicious about someone taking her photo that she should smile without any reason. What absolute morons.
The drooling of males and sometimes females alike did not help her mood either. Must they drool? Was she a last piece of croissant that they had to have her? people are so stupid sometimes, mindless too.
That was all she thought of others until she met Harry Potter.
He. Was. Not. Drooling.
How dare he do something out of normalcy in her life, it wasn't supposed to be like this. He had no right to carry on as if nothing was happening. Why was he so... lively?
Days passed as Harry held her curiosity for most of the event, yes she wanted to be a champion but her reasons were her own.
She wanted to die, it would be an honourable death to a miserable life but at least she could say she tried but that wasn't the point here. Her attention was captured by Harry Potter.
They met one day, pure accident in the owlery but it was enough for Fleur Delacour to be stuck now with Harry Potter
Enigma wasn't the word she'd use. It wouldn't do justice to how much he annoyed her with his bright smile and light-hearted jokes.
How can someone so annoying and relentless be so charming at the same time?!
An Annoying Life
He made it his mission to make her smile at least once a day, he'd come down to her carriage, wait for her to get up and she would reluctantly join him for his tours.
They kept repeating, she did not care much. She was secretly enjoying it too much to complain about it.
The champion selection happened. Neville got selected along with the original champions and once again she couldn't get over the stupidity of People in Britain in general.
Dumbledore had one job. One. Single. Job.
and he failed.
But she found out later that she couldn't care less, it was their blunder. If there was anything she did care about was her time with Harry and how annoyingly enough, he was changing her.
It was too subtle to notice before but after the first task when he took her in a very tight hug even before she got to the hospital wing, it was apparent.
She had smiled and returned his affections without any of his silly jokes. She was changing and she wasn't sure if she liked it or not.
Her desire for an honourable death was also wavering second by second, every moment she spent with Harry. If nothing else it'd be worth it to live just because she knew Harry would be there next morning, waiting for her and making her day brighter.
Yule Ball was not supposed to be a fun event. It was supposed to be terrible with people with fake smiles and drooling male population but alas Harry never gave up.
He wasn't supposed to ask her to the ball.
She wasn't supposed to say yes.
She wasn't supposed to have the time of her life in the arms of Harry Potter of all people.
She wasn't supposed to kiss him.
But that didn't change the fact that it did.