TheGirlWhoCriedICANT

A/N: So I went to see Suicide Squad the other day and it really made me fall in love with Harley Quinn all over again! I decided to make this imagine very loosely based around her since her first appearance was in the early nineties which was when HP was set anyways so it fits in perfectly! Enjoy lovelies xo *** I skipped down the hallway, my satchel over my shoulder as I made my way to The Great Hall. I was known throughout the school for being quite the oddball with the most peculiar love of pranks and the weirdest sense of humour. That was probably why I clicked well with the Weasley twins in all fairness. I just loved their pranks and

I pulled another dusty book from the library shelf and briefly flicked through the pages before deciding it was a useful book and turning to Draco who was already holding three large books and looked exasperated. “(Y/L/N), is this really necessary?”Draco asked making me nod and grin. “Absolutely.”I chirped, shoving the book onto his pile of books and turning back on the heel of my school shoes. I skipped ahead, my (H/L)(H/C) hair bouncing behind me and my Ravenclaw robes trailing behind me. I was a kind, bubbly and smart girl which always weirded people out because I never got annoyed or sad. I turned to face another s

I grinned as I skipped through the hallways of the school. Everywhere was decorated to suit the Christmas mood and the snow made everything feel that extra bit special. The students were wrapped up in their warm casual clothing with their robes on top so they didn't get cold and the excitement of Christmas had hit everyone. I skipped to the Gryffindor Common Room where I spoke the password before entering. I saw Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville by the fireplace. I grinned at my group of friends before walking over and sitting on the arm of the chair where Neville sat. “Hey guys!”I chirped. “Hey (Y/N)!”Hermione grinned.

I hummed softly to myself as I tied my (H/L) (H/C) hair back into a ponytail. I was excited. It was three weeks before The Yule Ball and I was taking it incredibly seriously, I couldn’t wait for the dancing and merriment. I loved slow dancing, it was so nice and elegant. I was practising dancing with Harry, so he wouldn’t make a fool of himself in front of everyone. I was acting as a teacher for him. He approached me during Potions when I was talking to Hermione about the potion we were making and asked me if I was willing to help him dance. I agreed, I loved any excuse to dance. It was a Hogsmeade trip day, Harry and I decided to

People found my relationship with Draco Malfoy odd. We were friends before we came to Hogwarts due to the fact that our families were both Pureblooded and my parents were friends with Draco's. Our friendship did not end when we got sorted into different houses oddly enough because Draco said I was the only one that he could trust. I was a Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin, we were meant to be enemies like how he hated my friends, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville. I didn’t speak to him for over a month for what he called Hermione in our second year. In our third year, we began to date. It was weird at first because we had always been fri

I pulled the covers tight around me and sighed as Hermione walked into the dorm. She looked at me odd for a moment. "Are you okay (Y/N)?"She asked, softly. "What is the point of my existence Mione?"I asked, not answering her. I heard her sigh and she walked over to me. She kneeled by the side of my bed and pushed my (H/C) hair out of my face. "Existential crisis?"She asked making me nod. "Thought as much."She murmured, standing up. She hurried out of the dorm room and left me lying in bed. When I was like this, I didn't leave my bed or if I had lessons I wouldn't talk to anyone. I was basically a shell. I lay in silence, questioning my life f

I walked down the hall which had a sea of people, bustling around and joking with their friends. I was a fourth year Ravenclaw and I spent most of my time in the forest with my best friend Luna Lovegood. We were outcast from the other Ravenclaw’s because although we were incredibly intelligent, we just didn’t fit in well with them. I got along best with people in the Gryffindor house, the Hufflepuff’s in my class tended to be mean to Luna so I would loathe them and the Slytherin’s weren’t nice at all. I noticed the Slytherin gang that belonged to Draco Malfoy were taunting Neville Longbottom, a Gryffindor boy in

I was obsessed with fluffy jumpers. I loved baggy jumpers which would cover my hands and were so baggy they reached below my thigh. I loved woolly jumpers which would keep me warm in the cold months and I loved jumpers because most of the jumpers I owned looked pretty cute. It was November, so as you can guess, it was pretty cold outside and inside. Most of my jumpers needed washing so I was just stuck with a long sleeved top which barely preserved my body heat. “(Y/N)? Are you shivering?”George asked, a frown etched on to his handsome face. George Weasley was my boyfriend. He asked me out in our third year and we were currently i

I lazily put the spoonful of cereal in my mouth as Hermione lectured Ron on his eating habits for the umpteenth time. I was a fifth year Gryffindor, I was best friends with the well known Golden Trio. I was put into Gryffindor which surprised most of the students because of my family history. Generations and generations of (Y/L/N)'s all of which got put into Slytherin but I was the anomaly in the family. My parents weren't disappointed but rather shocked. "You don't moan when (Y/N) eats like a pig."Ron grumbled. "Don't bring me into your lover's tiff."I stated making Ron and Hermione burn red. I smirked as they stumbled over their words. "Hav