Ghost Hour at Hogwarts

Final Preparations

Hey guys. I'm back, got over Covid and most its symptoms and finished my last exam, graduated and got a job for summer break. That's more straining than I thought and I always fall into bed without the energy to write. So I try to update again soon but I can't make any promises. At least this chapter is done (I actually hated writing it 'cause I want the twins to finally go to Hogwarts but alas, I needed to wrap a few things up here, so be excited for next chap!) Please do enjoy!

Previously: 

Harry grinned darkly at that. Right. Stay alive for whatever is going to happen in his near future. Still, he glanced at his brother, he had Danny on his side. A powerful being that just so happened to be his twin, someone who accepted him for all his flaws and thought it natural to stay with him through all this.

CW: Depictions of abuse and sicknesses, also a looooot of talking, descriptions of alcohol abuse and just general anxiety. Also, be aware that they are teenagers and teenagers can act very stupid sometimes...

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Waking up to warm sun rays tickling his nose was definitely something Harry found himself enjoying.

As he slowly regained consciousness, the young wizard tried to snuggle a bit more into the heavy yet fluffy blanket that cocooned him. It almost made him giggle with giddiness and contentment, such warmth and peace. When he heard a soft chuckling from his left, he blearily opened one eye and glared at Danny, who was watching him in amusement and was definitely taking a photo of him. Harry propped himself up in fake annoyance and rolled his eyes before smiling into the camera, proving that he was an innocent boy who could do no wrong.

Danny didn't say anything but looked at him approvingly with a thumbs up and Harry rubbed his still tired eyes while smiling. He stopped when he didn't feel his glasses and jerked up, looking around the room in astonishment. 

The potion worked! He could see everything clearly and it was so much better without sunglasses. Nothing was out of focus, he could even make out the details of some books that were sitting in the corner of the other side of the room. Everything was just so clear. 

Knowing that he would never have to worry about blurry eyesight again, some tears threatened to fall but for once he didn't particularly mind. After all, they were tears of pure joy. He looked back at Danny and took him in, his brother wasn't blurry on the edges anymore like the last couple of days. His glasses really hadn't been the right description after all, Harry mused. Danny had amazingly blue eyes and Harry wondered if people with good eyes could usually make out the details in someone else's eyes from this distance.

Danny just raised an inquiring eyebrow- no words or feelings necessary to understand him and Harry felt oddly proud of that. He grinned back and looked around pointedly, Danny smiling back in understanding and then climbed out of bed to join his brother and draped an arm around him

"Don't you look well rested this morning."

Harry scoffed "Undrstatement much. I feel amazing! My sight is perfect! I slept without any dreams or pain and now I know for sure that yesterday was the best investment ever."

Danny chuckled at his admission and nodded "I'm glad you think so. Now we really do look much more alike, except for our eye colour but I have green eyes when I go ghost, so..."

He waved his free hand around "Whatever, right?"

Harry frowned "Do glasses really change what you look like that much?"