the plan | narry × hogwarts ✓

19

Everything went downhill pretty fast.

Niall and Harry were naked in Niall's bed, still euphoric after the late night sex, when they started to talk about what Maura had mentioned some days ago.

- Remember what you said to my mom? - Niall broke the silence, caressing his boyfriend naked torso while looking at him.

- What? - Harry asked, confused, staring at the dark ceiling while gently rubbing the Hufflepuff's hair.

- That you wanted to participate on the Triwizard Cup...

- What about it? - Harry looked at him, curious.

- Well, you were lying to please them, weren't you?

- Why would I lie, Horan? - Harry seated up, confused, still looking at his boyfriend. - Of course I want to.

- But it's dangerous, Harry - Niall seated up too, suddenly more alert. - Dozens of wizards died during this thing.

- Not lately. It's not that dangerous anymore - Harry defended.

- Yes, it is, and you know it - Niall said, obvious. - You have to promise me that you're not putting your name on the cup.

Harry expected him to laugh, but Niall continued being serious. They grew quiet for a while.

- Babe, I can't promise you that - Harry said honestly, putting a hand on Niall's thigh. - But this isn't a big deal.

- Of course it is, Harry - Niall said, looking deep into the Slytherin's eyes. - After all I did to be with you, to make everything work... I can't loose you to something stupid like the Triwizard Cup.

Harry grew more confused and turned his body entirely to Niall, observing him.

- What do you mean "make everything work"? Make what work? - Harry asked, raising a little his tone, sounding hurt.

Niall took a deep breath, as if he had said too much. He took a while to reflect on what to say next.

- There's something I've been meaning to tell you, actually - Niall said, holding both of Harry's hands and looking deeply into his eyes. - But you have to promise me that you'll be understanding.

Harry could feel his heart accelerate on his chest as Niall kept getting even more serious.

- You're scaring me, Niall - Harry said, in a low tone. The Slytherin has probably never, ever called the Hufflepuff by his name, but this conversation was making him anxious and nervous, and his boyfriend was acting completely off.

- Here goes nothing... - Niall took a deep breath and let the air out slowly, staring into his boyfriend's green eyes. - A while ago, beginning of fifth year to be exact, I noticed you. And with that, well, an idea popped up in my mind. My parents aren't usually as present in my life and supportive as they have been this last week that you've been here. They are Slytherins and I am a Hufflepuff and, well, you know how it goes...

- I don't understand your point - Harry said, his hands sweating in Niall's grip.

- I'm getting there - Niall clarified, trying to remain calm, clearing his throat. - Well, I put two and two together and came up with a plan: to date a Slytherin so my parents would relate to me. More specifically, to date you. And, well, here we are.

Harry took his hands away from Niall, not being able to process what had just been said to him.

- You're with me because of a fucking plan? - Harry finally said, hurt almost palpable in his voice, backing away from his boyfriend.

- Hey, babe, of course not - Niall said honestly, moving closer to him again. - That's just the motivation behind us first getting together.

- So basically our entire history is a fucking lie? - Harry rose his tone, getting out of the bed and starting to put his clothes on, not even looking at Niall.

- Nothing is a lie, Harry - Niall said, nervous. He put his boxers on and tried to stop Harry from getting any more dressed, but the Slytherin didn't pay him any mind.

- Yeah? Then tell me one truth, Niall; were you or were you not fucking the entire Slytherin house because of this stupid fucking plan? - Harry stopped dressing himself, staring angrily at Niall on the other side of the room.

Niall was silent. He didn't know how to respond honestly without making everything worse. Harry laughed angrily at that.

- And now you're mute. Fucking great! - Harry almost screamed, but turned down his tone not wake Niall's parents up. - Then tell how is this plan for me?

- You were always the one that I wanted, Harry. Always - Niall said, holding back his tears. He fucking hated fighting, and they had never fought like this before. - I just... I just kept my options open when we didn't work out at first.

Harry stopped frantically moving and walked closer to Niall. The room was dark, so they couldn't really see each other. When he got close, Niall noticed Harry was crying.

- You lied to me - Harry said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

- It's not like this, Harry - Niall tried to touch him, but Harry didn't let him, backing away. - Remember when you first kissed me? You were dating someone else then, Harry, remember?

- You're turning this on me? - Harry almost whispered, sounding both hurt and angry.

- Of course I'm not! - Niall said fast, desperate. He was just making this all worse. - What I meant to say is things aren't always what they seem! You explained to me then and I understood you.

- This is not the same - Harry said, backing further away from Niall and starting to throw his used clothes from the week back on his bag, tears falling non stop from his eyes. - You had a motive to be with me. A fucking plan, for god's sake! While I always just fucking wanted you.

- Babe, stop, please - Niall pleaded, trying to get Harry to stop making his bag, but he ignored him. - I fucking wanted you too. So fucking much. You're all I ever wanted, Harry! - Niall was crying harder by then, and the Slytherin was already closing his bag.

- I'm going home - Harry said, not even looking at Niall, putting his shoes on.

- Please don't tell me this is us breaking up - Niall said, watching him from the door as the taller one finished putting his shoes in complete silence, grabbing his bag and walking to where he stood. - Please.

- I don't want to breakup, Niall - Harry said, honestly, drying his tears with one of his hands and finally looking at the blonde, who looked like an absolute mess. All Harry wanted to do that moment was kiss him senseless and console him, but he was too fucking angry and hurt to do that. - I just need to think, okay? I'll see you next week.

And just like this, Harry got his bag and left Niall's home, leaving both of them hurt, heartbroken and alone.

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Author's note:

quick discussion completely unrelated to the chapter

how do u view this following ships
(bottom, top or switch)
these are my opinions pls tell me your too im curious

Niall and Harry
Switch, Niall tops 50% of the time

Niall and Zayn
Niall bottoms 100% of the time

Niall and Liam
Niall bottoms 100% of the time

Niall and Louis
Switch, Niall bottoms 60% of the time

Niall and Shawn
Niall tops 90% of the time

Other non Niall-centric ships:
Zarry - Zayn tops 90%
Lilo - Liam tops 100%
Larry - Harry tops 100%
Ziam - Liam tops 90%
Lirry - does anyone ship that?

okay thats it
hope u liked the chapter and my mini discussion after it because i didnt want this chapter to end up so sad

luv u byee