Magic [larry au]

Chapter 2

Harry was sleeping... well, he was trying to sleep.

As Harry laid there motionless in his bed, he couldn't stop thinking about was what Louis had talked about in the locker room. The thing that his parents hated wizards and wanted to kill them. Kill them just for being different, and more... cooler? Harry honestly thought those kind of people didn't live near him, and that he didn't have to worry about that, but he was wrong. So fucking wrong.

He was a bit scared, and there was nothing he could do to protect himself. His mother didn't have to know about this. She would just get worried and tell him to stay away from Louis, but he couldn't. He kind of wanted to stay away from him to protect himself and his powers, but at the same he didn't at all. Louis Tomlinson was perfect, and probably the first boy that actually bothered talking to his ugly ass.

Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes for a moment to breathe in the fresh air coming from outside through the open window. It was cold, but relaxing. His thoughts were all over place tonight, and he was glad it was like 5 am so he didn't have to try to go to sleep, because it just wasn't working.

Deciding to stop thinking about negative things, he started with the positives. Louis liked him... that was one. He thought Harry was beautiful, that's the second one. Three... hm, he actually fucking liked him. He still couldn't believe that, and it seemed so untrue and silly that he wanted to laugh.

As he lay there on his bed with the white duvet over him and the pillow under his head, he started smiling at the thought of Louis asking him out. He was so excited, and would say yes in a heartbeat.

He just couldn't believe Louis Tomlinson, the most beautiful boy in his school, thought he was beautiful. Harry Styles? Pfft.

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3 DAYS LATER --

Harry walked to his English class, his eyes fighting to stay open, and his feet struggling with the balance. He was so tired. So so tired.

He had stayed awake the whole night, thinking about Louis and his soft lips. It was his fault! That damn Tomlinson. Why did he have to be so pretty? Harry didn't understand. It was so hard to concentrate in his classes now, all because of gorgeous Louis. They talked to each other every time they met in classes, lunch hall or in the hallways. Nothing serious, just "how are you?" conversations with a bit flirting.

It was his third period, and he was already late, but still he was walking very slow so he missed some minutes of learning. He couldn't be happier than now.

"Harry?"

He snapped his head up so fast that it felt like he almost broke his neck for a second or two. His eyes brightened when he realized it was Louis who had shouted his name.

Tomlinson was wearing a cute red jumper that made Harry giggle because he looked so fucking cute, and black tight jeans on him that looked amazing on him. His converse shoes were coming closer and closer to his view, and his face was clearer now. Beautiful, damn beautiful. His hair was a bit curly, and he could see a stubble there. Facial hair on Louis was so attractive, and he could see a smile form on his lips as he ran towards him now.

He stopped when he was 5 centimeters away from his face, and kissed Harry's cheek. "Hi, Harry." he whispered, smiling against his skin.

Harry felt his cheeks heat up, and his heart beat so fast as he shivered. He couldn't control his body anymore. All he wanted right now was to have the short boy's cock in his mouth, and that was so hard to not focus on when he felt his his dick rise in his pants.

Louis pulled away, smiling at him. "I-I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me? Just a date? I know we don't really know each other that much, but we can get to know each other on the date? What do you say, quirky?"