Harry~

You: Set at the Burrow a few days after you met him. Your P.O.V.

I couldn't get Harry out of my head for the last few days. I asked Ginny to speak to her in private in our shared rooms.

"Ginny can I ask you something? You have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?" I told her.

"What do you need y/n?"

"Well, I can't get Harry out of my head for the past few days. What does that mean?" I asked.

"Ohhhh, someone has a crush~" she sang.

"But, I only met him the other day, and we barely had a conversation. He didn't know that I existed, he only knew about you," I whispered.

"Wait, Ron forgot to tell him that he had two younger sisters?" I nodded my head yes.

"RON!!! GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!!!" Ginny yelled barging out the door. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HARRY THAT YOU HAD TWO YOUNGER SISTERS UNTIL A FEW DAYS AGO!?"

Him: Set at the same time yours is set at. His P.O.V.

Y/n Weasley, it's such a pretty name. It suits her perfectly too. Wait, what am I thinking, it's Ron's sister. I decided to owl Hermione. I grabbed a piece of parchment, a quill and ink and started writing.

Dear Hermione,

Hi, this is Harry, I have to ask you something. I can't get Ron's sister out of my head. Her name's y/n, and I can't stop thinking about her. What does that mean? Please write me back soon, I need to know.

~Harry Potter

I rolled it up and unhooked Hedwig's cage and let her out. she flew around the room before landing on my desk. I rolled up the parchment once the ink was dry and tied it to her talon. I told her to take it to Hermione and not to come back until she gave a reply.

It had been around a week or two since I sent Hermione the letter. One faithful night, Hedwig came back, but with more than a letter, she had a box with her too. I opened the window for her to come in and once she did I took the letter and package from her and put her back in the cage.

Dear Harry,

I'm glad to hear from you. The package is for you, I know it's late, but, Happy Birthday! there should be some sweets in there for you. And about the y/n thing, if you can't stop thinking about her, you might have developed feelings for her.

I can't wait to see you back at school. I'll talk to you later!

~Hermione Granger

Once I read it I looked up and realized, I like y/n. Then another knock came to my window, and a, car engine? I looked over to find Ron, Fred and George in a flying car.

Once they explained what they were doing, we got my things in the car and I hopped in, dragging Uncle Vernon out into the bushes. I thought about it, and remembered. I'm going to see y/n again.

Ron~

You: Time set later in your first year. Your P.O.V.

Ron and I had been studying with Hermione and Harry in the library. When Ron kept staring at me. I had caught him a few times, and asked him if he understood. Although, when Hermione caught him staring, she wasn't as nice. She would hit the back of his head.

Every time he started to stare, I felt heat rise up onto my cheeks. My heart rate would accelerated. I had fallen for a certain red-head.

Him: Same time as yours. His P.O.V.

I felt myself staring at her multiple times throughout us studying. She would ask if I had a question and I would make something up off the top of my head for a question. A few times Hermione would hit me in the back of the head and tell me to get back to studying.

Every time she saw me staring, her face would get pink. She's so beautiful, wait, do I like Harry's twin?

Draco~

you: Set in your second year. Your P.O.V.

I unfortunately had gotten stuck with Draco as my potions partner. Why did it always have to be me?

"Professor, sir, do I have to be partners with, her." Draco asked Professor Snape.

"Yes, Mr.Malfoy, you have to be partners with her," Snape rolled his eyes.

I saw Draco walk back to our work space. "Don't think that I'm happy with this arrangement." he snarled.

I shot back. "Well, I'm not glad about it either, believe it or not. I may be the one girl that isn't fawning over you, and I'm sorry about that."

He looked taken aback and frustrated. His face got red and he sat down next to me with a huff.

Throughout the whole time making the potion, he would help me with random things, being nice. It was weird, but nice for a change. While he kept doing this, I grew fondness over him, and realized. The statement I shot at him, became untrue.

Him: Set when you meet for the first time. His P.O.V.

I'd been walking on my way to charms class when someone bumped into me. I looked up to see a girl, she looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Watch it mudblood," I spat at her.

She retaliated quite fast. "I am as much of a pure blood as you are, and it doesn't really matter in the first place."

"You must be y/n Weasley," I started," the first Weasley that's a Slytherin, it's about time that someone in your family joins Slytherin."

"Yes, that's my name..." I zoned out.

Her face was so fascinating when she got mad. Is this what liking some one is like? Hm, love at first sight, it's actually a thing.

Fred~

you: Set in the compartment on the train to your first year. Your P.O.V.

"That was so rude of him y/n. Y/n, are you even listening?" Draco asked.

I had my head down, looking at the hand that he kissed. I smiled, thinking of the nice memory.

"Please don't tell me you're thinking about him are you," Draco whined.

I looked up to him and smiled. I wasn't ever much of a talker, unlike my twin. He knew this and that he wouldn't get anything out of me.

Our compartment door slid open and revealed a familiar figure.

"Again, I just wanted to say that I am truely sorry for bumping into you and knocking you over," Fred said.

I smiled at him and he looked over to Draco with a confused face.

"She doesn't really talk much, this is normal, don't act like she's mad. But, I am," Draco answered his unasked question.

With that, Fred said his goodbye and closed the door. I realized, I had fallen for Fred Weasley. Oh, how is Draco going to react?

Him: Set when he bumped into you. His P.O.V.

I was walking, looking behind me, but my body was facing forward.(<-- you know what I mean right?) I felt myself collide with someone, I heard them fall to the floor. It looked like a coming in first year girl.

"Sorry miss, I didn't mean to knock you over," I helped her up.

"It's really no problem," her voice sounded smooth and clean.

*time skip: you know what happens*

I stepped into the compartment with George and closed the door.

"What did you do this time?" George asked.

"Bumped into a first year, her brother's a little weird," I told him.

I started to rethink the memory and started picking out all of the things I like about her. I realized. I like her.

George~

you: Set in third year. Your P.O.V.

There was a Quidditch game between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. Oliver made me go to it, even though it isn't really my kind of thing.

My friends, y/b/f/n and Author~chan, were walking with me to the pitch.

"Are you excited y/n," y/b/f/n asked me.

"I guess, my brother sort of forced me to come," I laughed.

"What a brother, am I right. I would know, I have two, but they aren't really 'magical'," Author~chan admitted.

*time skip to after the match*

"We're glad you came to watch y/n, we really appreciate it," George whispered to me after the match.

"I'm also glad that I came to see. You all did great," I whispered back to him.

We were heading back to the school. I felt my heart getting louder with every beat and my cheeks had become pink. I saw George in a whole different way when I looked at him. I then realized, I like one half to the Weasley twins. I liked George Weasley.

Oliver~

you: set in your second year. Your P.O.V.

"Fred, George can I talk to you. I want to call triplet time," I asked them.

"Yeah, sis," they responded.

'Calling triplet time' is our code for wanting to talk about something serious in private. We usually keep it within just us three. But, I don't know how they'll like this news.

"What do you need to call triplet time for?" Fred asked.

"I like someone, or at least i think I do," I told them.

"What do you fell like when you think about them?" George asked.

I thought about him and blushed a deep red. "I feel flustered and that I can't concentrate. I get distracted so easily now by just thinking about him. But, I know that he doesn't like me back."

"Okay, this is serious. He's distracting you, and that's coming from a Ravenclaw, so it's very important. Tell us who it is."

"It's, um, oliverwood," you said really fast.

They looked at you with wide eyes. "You like captain?"

I thought about it and agreed, yeah, I like Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

him: Set at the same time yours is. His P.O.V.

I had been thinking about y/n for a few days now, I can't focus on my work and Quidditch. I decided to talk to Katie about it.

"Hey Katie, can I talk to you?" I asked her.

"Yes, Oliver. what do you need?" she asked.

"I haven't been able to focus lately. On schoolwork and Quidditch. What's wrong with me?" I asked her.

"What have you had on your mind lately?" she questioned.

I thought for a minute and responded. "I've been thinking about y/n a lot lately."

She laughed and sang. "Captain, I think you're in love~"

Neville~

you: set after that charms class. Your P.O.V.

"I don't know Hermione, he seemed really nice. He got it after I told him how to do it," I told Hermione.

"Is someone crushing?" she asked.

"Maybe? I don't know, but he seemed really sweet and nice."

I blushed and realized that I fell head over heels for Neville Longbottom.

him: set after that charms class. His P.O.V.

I couldn't get her e/c eyes out of my head. Her lovely h/c, h/l hair falling perfectly around her face. She was the definition of beautiful.

For the last days I couldn't keep my mind off of her. I daydreamed about her. I fell in love with y/n Granger.

A/N: I'm sorry that the last few weren't that long, or very well written. I've been feeling sick for the past few days and I had no inspiration for George's, Oliver's or Neville's parts. I'll probably re-write them at some point.