do they know it's christmas? [zarry] ✔️

10.

"I'm so excited. Zain, are you excited? It's gonna be so cool, so so cool," Harry says brightly, grinning at Zain and bouncing slightly in place.

"You're gonna be scared," Zain frowns, taking the popcorn baba hands him and letting Harry take the drink. "You don't like spiders and they'll be so big!"

"It's just a film," Harry says, putting his nose up slightly. "I know it's not real spiders."

"Yea," Zain says, a bit worried. They'd be so big, too, and Harry really didn't like them. "Baba," he says, when Harry rushes ahead, clutching their drinks and the tickets. "Harry has to sit in the middle, yea? You'll need to hold his hand."

"Of course, beta," Baba says, squeezing Zain's shoulder. "We'll look after him, na. We'll both hold his hand when the spiders come."

"And the snake," Zain nods.

"It's going to be so cool," Harry says as soon as they catch up to him, still grinning widely. "Harry's gonna duel! We'll play duel tomorrow, ok, Zain?"

"Okay," Zain nods, letting Harry take his hand and pull him into the movie theatre and to their seats. It's an early Christmas presents, which is so cool and adult because it means they can be patient and also not be disappointed to have a present less at Christmas. And they get  the nicest seats and the fancy snacks from the cinema not stuff they snuck in.

And they're alone, no Doniya or Gemma or like when they went with friends last year for Harry's birthday. It was always best with just the two of them. And baba, but baba never bothers them and it was good having him to make sure Harry wasn't so scared.

"Baba, you sit here," Harry announces, skipping ahead. "And then me and then Zain. I'm in the middle, Zain," Harry says. "Baba has peanuts and you never want them but I do."

"Okay," Zain nods, glad he doesn't have to argue. Harry was very stubborn, it would have been hard getting him to sit in the middle if he didn't want to. 

"Careful with the drinks, beta," Baba says when Harry almost spills them, falling into the seat.

"Ooops," Harry giggles, putting them into the cupholders more carefully before leaning over the armrest between their seats and bumping his shoulder into Zain's.

"This is going to be wicked," he says, because Harry always wants to talk. "They're flying with the car! I wish we had flying cars, that would be so cool. I'm going to invent them when I'm grown up. Baba, who makes cars?"

"Factories do," Baba says because he's like Zain and doesn't feel like talking always.

"No! I mean like," Harry says, bouncing in his seat with energy. "Who invents them?"

"Engineers. You gonna be an engineer when you grow up? I thought you wanted to be a rockstar?" 

"I'm just thinking," Harry shrugs, taking a sip of his drink, wrinkling his nose.

"Zain," he says. "We have to swap, I don't want Fanta anymore. You have Sprite, yea?"

"Yea, but-" Zain says, because he picked Sprite specifically. They never get it at home and he likes it.

"Please?" Harry asks, pushing his lower lip out. 

"Okay," Zain says, handing Harry his cup. Fanta wasn't too bad. It was still a special drink.

"Harry," Baba sighs. "At least share it with Zain."

"He said it was okay," Harry defends himself. "He gave it to me."

"Yea, he did," Baba sighs.

"Shush," Zain interrupts when the lights dim and the curtain start to open. He straightens slightly, excited. "It's starting."

"It's just the commercials, Zain," Harry reminds him.

"Shush," Zain says, leaning forward slightly. He doesn't want to miss anything, going to the films always was so much more exciting somewhat than watching it on the telly.

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I AM SORRY! I'll try to never fall behind again 😭

also, somehow Harry Potter has become a major part in this.