Harry knew you weren’t the most feminine girl ever, but it’s not like you never wore skirts or dresses. Most of the time when you dressed up it would be in a dress, in fact. So imagine his surprise when you showed up to house party for Gils birthday in a suit, and he had to admit that damn you looked good.

Now you and Harry had been sort of friends for a while. He constantly flirted you and you always rejected him, afraid he was just another girl for him to conquest like always. However, Harry felt more for you than that, he just wouldn’t admit it. But Harry tonight seeing you like that snapped something in him.

When he finally got up the nerve to go and speak to you, you were grabbing some snacks off the snack table, looking up at the ceiling as people swung from a chandelier.