Linger ( A Carry On Sequel/ Larry Stylinson AU)

6

HARRY

I was sitting on my bed, still focused on the game. And still cogitating about the Humdrum. And Louis. Even though I know it doesn't do me any good. I thought of him grinning at me at the dinner. That fucking mischevious grin again. I've been thinking about killing him in that actual moment. Crowley, he's so despicable. I want to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Then someone suddenly knocked on the door,interrupting my thoughts. It was Baz. And Louis was standing behind him, looking like a lost dog.
"Harold, is it okay if Louis stay here tonight? Dev got a meeting in the Coven and he decided to leave Louis here.",Baz said and I swear he was fonding at me like he did this on purpose.
Ofcourse I won't let him sleep in my room. "But dad,there's a guest room."
"Technically, the guest room's taken and your room is the biggest."
Baz was sternly looking at me like he would've kill me right now. And so I have to agree. "Fine."

When Baz left us, Louis is still staring at my room like a complete freak.
I looked at him with my eyebrows furrowed. "The fuck are you doing here?"
"Your dad said that I'm gonna stay here.", he said, obviously nervoused.
I focused back on the game instead and ignored his presence. "Whatever."
"You know, I never wanted to be here in the first place. If I only knew that we're going here  then I shouldn't be here stuck with you again.", he said,sounding like he's on a debate.
"Well then. Leave.",I said while pointing at the door for him to leave.
He growled at me. "Fuck you."
I just can't take this shit anymore so I stood up,wand in hand,clenching my fists, preparing to punch him right there on his jaw that I always wanted to do since we were 11. There's no Anathema stopping me this time, so I can kill him in just a heartbeat.

I walked towards him,grabbing his shirt and preparing my fist to punch him. "This is my room and you're gonna leave now or if you don't. I'm. Gonna. Kill. You."
I saw he let out his mahogany wand on his pocket. As if he's going to kill me with his juvenile spells.

But before I land my fist on his jaw, Simon suddenly appeared behind with his furious face.
"For magic's sake! Christmas is coming! Now, hand me your wands.",he said,looking very disappointed to me. But I just can't surrender my wand (well it's Simon's old wand), it is source of my power and strength. "But dad!"
He crossed his arm,looking straight on my eyes like he's casting a hipnotizing spell. "Harold! Don't give me that attitude. Surrender your wands now!"
I sighed in frustration and hand my wand to him because I don't want to make him mad.
"Go to sleep now. We'll be leaving early tomorrow. And Louis, I would like to apologize for what my son did to you." ,he said while patting Louis. If I could just kill him right away.

Louis was grimacing at me. "It's okay,Uncle. I'm very used to it. And I'm sorry also for showing such behavior." 
God, why would Simon believe this liar? He's good at making people believe in his lies. Even me.

"Okay. Now off to bed. And Harold promise me, no violence or else you'll be grounded.",Simon said and left the two of us alone again.
"Yes.",I shrugged and sat back on the bed,continuing the game.

I saw Louis laying on my couch from my peripheral vision. He must be asleep so I turned on the volume to it's max,so he will be disturbed and annoyed.

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I woke up this morning in my suit and tie and feeling completely odd. My tv's turned off and everything is in silence. Just the sound of Louis' breathe from the couch. He sleeps in a knot. His legs pulled up and his fists drawn in,shoulders hunced high, head tucked low,and his hair is scattered on the pillowcase.
Crowley, why am I staring at him if I could just kill him right away when he's asleep. But frankly no, because it's Christmas day and it'll be awful if I'd kill someone.

I ignored him instead and headed myself to shower. I think were going to Watford early this morning and have a meeting with Headmistress Bunce. I hope they have an information on why did the Humdrum came back. I wish we could end this nightmare.

After shower, I headed back to my room and Louis is still resting like a pig. Literally like a pig because he is actually snoring. A very loud snore. I could cut his throat right now. It's so exasperating.

I took a peek on the window instead and enjoyed the view for a little while.
Cool drop of snowflakes showering down the window while children's building snowman on their frontyard and doing snowball fights. It reminds me of my early childhood days.

My past neighbor James, used to play with me like that when we're young. He's a Normal and he knows everything about me. As in everything. He never treated me like I'm another specie. He even saved me from those bully punks who lived in our streets. There's an equity in our friendship and that's why it last that long. We were living our lives in those years but James didn't make it that long. He was diagnosed with lung cancer when he was 10 and I see him suffer every single day. I wish I could cast a spell on him but it was prohibited to use. They went to every doctor across U.K but it was impossible for him to heal. He underwent to chemo sessions and took meds,but it made him a lot worst. It made him look like he's dying. His hair slowly falling out, his skin turned to snow white and he's struggling to catch his breathe. I wish I could help him but I can't do such sorcery,it's dangerous and it can make him worse, plus I'm only 10 that time.

And one day, I just woke up seeing a world without James. It was like waking up blind. I just can't imagine a life without him. He might be the cockiest bitch but he's the 'bestest' friend I could ever ask for.

One thing that James thought me is that happiness can be found,even in the darkest times if one only remembers to turn on the light.
And he's the one who light up everything else when the world seems to be dark for me,he agave me hope for everything. He was still a badass even though his condition was slowly killing him. He even found a way to be happy despite of his situation. I'm so glad that I met that guy and he will always remain in my heart.

Tomlinson yawned on the background,interupting my moment as always. Then he was staring at me like his eyes glued on me. He's always like that, staring then grinning then whispers something to hiself. I always thought that he's a psycho or a mad man. He's so weird.

I looked at him as I drop my hairbrush at the counter beside the window. "What  are you looking at?"
"Nothing. Why do you even care?",he rolled his eyes then continues to stare at me.
I growled."You know,you're such a plastic."
"And you're such a demon.",he flashed his jack-o-lantern smile,probably making loose my control again.
I walked towards him with my gritted teeth and my fist drawn in.
"What did you just say?"
He teased. "Are you deaf? You're a demon,Forbidden."
"Fuck you! If I could just kill you right now, there'll be a blood bath here.",I said as I move a little more closer to him.
He folded his arms and looked like he's relaxed and not minding my anger. "Go on then. Strangle me, knock me out, do whatever you want. Come on! Let's see if your conscience can swallow that."
The mad man with his wise words again. I hate that. "You know what. Stop being a moron and get the hell out of here!", I grabbed him out of the couch and throwed him out of my room. Finally. He's just like a pest that you'd always like to get rid of.

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When I got rid of that nimwit, I continue to fix myself before I go down. And I do hope that he already left our house. I already had enough time to bond with him.

As I go down, it's almost quiet. I think everyone's still asleep but it's almost 8 and they're all already up before the sun fully rises. That's peculiar.

I roam around the ground floor but no one's showing up, so I head myself upstairs again. I check out every room but no one's answering me. I even checked the attic and the library but all I can hear is my breathe. They can't leave me alone. Plus it's Christmas day, we will be celebrating the Feast and the fall of the Mage (well only the Mage because the Humdrum showed up again) together. I should be at Watford too, and I give them some informations about the Humdrum. And I should know why did he suddenly appear out of nowhere.