꧁𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝙼𝚎𝚝꧂

                                    

                                          
(You can decide if you want this related to the last one!)
𓅓 HARRY POTTER 𓅓
                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
                          
Harry lay in bed staring at the ceiling, a dazed smile refusing to leave his face his face. For the past countless hours, your face was on repeat in his head. He knew it was silly to be fawning over someone that he had only seen once, but he couldn't help himself. 
                          
After all, when the potter men simp, they simp hard.
                          
 It was already past curfew and going by Dean's bedside muggle clock, it was around three in the morning. He couldn't rest with the swarms of butterflies in his stomach, and after much debating, he decided to stroll around the astronomy tower in hopes to relive his racing heart. After grabbing his wand and invisibility cloak, he set out to the astronomy tower. 
Something about the old, dusty castel always gave his such a sence of home. Maybe beacuse it really was home he had.
He took a deep breath once at the top, already feeling calmed by the cool air. The boy gazed out over the black lake, the dark waters were always so mysterious yet, oddly calming. Harry continued to take deep breaths, however, his breath hitched when he saw you, the person of whom was plaguing his mind all night. 
                          
"Oh, Hello." You said softly, staring questionably at the boy in front of you.
                          
"Oh-erm...HI," Harry stumbled out.  (Awkward baby)
                          
You invited him to sit with you as you told him about a few constellations your mother had taught you. You didn't really know how to carry conversation with this strnger, so you just talked about random things until they eventually left out of bordom. That didn't seem to happen though, as the more you talked, the more interested Harry got. And eventually, you started to feel comfortable around this person, letting conversation pass through you two like a river. 
                          
Harry didn't contribute much to the conversation, as he was too busy trying to memorize everything about you. The way your voice carried softly, but with a hint of assertiveness. How your eyes light up as you finally remember the name of one of them. And, most of all, how you didn't even notice that he was the "Chosen One". 
                          
𓆙 DRACO MALFOY 𓆙