𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 | 𝐡. 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝟏𝟑𝟖 - 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝙺 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 -- 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 -- 𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 <𝟹

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𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝, his eyes flew open from their slumber in alarm before noticing the smile hidden behind Ophelia's shushing finger as she gently coaxed him to sit up before she removed his hand she pressed a light kiss ontop of his lips, he had to resist from from making a single noise when she pulled away sooner than he would've liked but she held out the invisibility cloak to him as he quietly got out of bed, making sure to not disturb Ron who was snoring obnoxiously albiet he had no idea of the couple quickly sneaking out of the room together.

"Where are we going?" whispered Harry into her ear as the two of them peered down the stairs to see if the coast was clear.

Ophelia laughed a little under her breath, "You didn't think that was all I planned for your birthday right?"

Harry grinned, "There's more?"

"For you?" she whispered, looking at him over her shoulder, "Always."

She beckoned him behind her as she quickly yet quietly dashed down the stairs with the slightest of footsteps, which is when he realised she was barefoot and that he had also forgotten to pick up shoes on his way out of Ron's room, the thought of going back to retrieve them danced in his mind but was quickly dismissed as they reached the very bottom of the stairs where the kitchen was still and empty, the room was lit only by the dying embers of the fire.

He wasn't sure if he was expecting a full spread of food out on the table or some sort of elaborate cake but he was relieved to see that she was leading them outside into the cool summer night, where the ground beneath their feet was still warm from baking in the afternoon sun all day and the sky was clear with the deep black blanket of stars wrapping around their horizon.

"Where are we going?" he whispered a little louder, but she didn't respond to him.

She rushed towards the wooden fence which had the slimmest of gaps between it, he saw her squeeze through it nimbly as her feet quietly padded on the other side of the plank before hopping off of the other end. He shed the invisibility cloak to slip in the gap to find Ophelia waiting for him on the other side looking absolutely breathtaking in the moonlight; her blonde hair was illuminated by the pale moon above fell down her shoulders and back with a carelessness no other could've known and she was wearing a deep cloak over the top of what looked to be a pearly night dress that reached just above her knees, she extended her hand to him and he took it.

She led him blindly through the thick grove of trees by the burrow and he allowed her to simply because he trusted her more than he did himself, even though he was in his pyjamas and his hair was naturally messier than usual he felt himself at ease as he always did in her presence, she was as familiar to him as his own heart.