Making Magic (n.s.)

seventh years

FALL

Holding his boyfriend's hand, Niall pulled Harry through the different compartments and to an empty one where he sat next to the window and Harry sat across from him.

He looked up at Harry and smiled brightly, holding Viola tightly. "I can't believe this is our seventh year." The blonde boy sighed, and Harry smiled right back at him.

"I know," Harry said. "Soon you'll be off to be a Magizoologist and I'll be training to be an Auror."

"It's great," Niall said. "I can't wait to finish!" He giggled and wistfully stared out the window.

Harry admired his petite boyfriend and his beautiful features. He pulled out his wand and whisked the curtains of the compartment shut, then leaned over, grabbed Niall's waist, and pulled the boy onto his lap.

Harry nuzzled his nose into Niall's neck. "You have the portkey to my heart." He mumbled, causing Niall to giggle and run his fingers through Harry's long hair.

"And you have mine." He then leaned down and captured Harry's lips with his own, moving them slowly.

Harry then pulled away and their foreheads rested against each other. "Promise you'll stay with me. Promise you won't leave." He whispered, his expression sad.

Niall furrowed his eyebrows. "'Course I won't, Harry," He cupped the Slytherin's cheeks. "Where is this coming from?"

Harry sighed and brushed Niall's bangs out of his eyes and stared into the beautiful blue eyes. "I just—There's so many more people deserving of you, pygmy puff. I've hurt you so much before, I don't want you to leave me for someone better. Once we get out there, in the real world, there's so many more people and I—"

Niall cut him off with a searing kiss on the lips and then smiled at Harry. "No, Harry, that is absolutely ridiculous. There is and never will be anyone I want more than you. This past year has been the best of my life."

"I love you." Harry blurted out.

Niall's eyes widened, but then he smiled the most gorgeous smile Harry had ever seen in his entire life. "I love you too."

And the boys kissed once again, Niall on Harry's lap, his hands on his jaw and Harry's hands on his waist, and they didn't stop until the trolley woman opened the door on them and Niall jumped off of Harry, embarrassed, while the bigger boy laughed loudly.

A couple weeks later, when the two boys were entering the Great Hall after their classes, Harry's arm around Niall's waist, he started pulling the Hufflepuff towards the Slytherin table.

Usually Harry would just eat at the Hufflepuff table with Niall, Luke, Ashton, Michael, his best friend, and one of their newer Gryffindor friends, a crush of Michael's, Calum.

But this time, he kind of just wanted to eat with Niall at the Slytherin table, alone, and he knew that if he brought a Hufflepuff to the Slytherin table then people would leave them alone.

Niall looked up at Harry questioningly, but Harry just leaned down and pressed a kiss on his angel's face. They sat down at the bench at the very end of the table, Niall pressed up against Harry's side, and his shoulder tucked under Harry's arm.

The curly haired boy filled both of their plates with delicious food and poured a large glass of water which he then changed to chocolate milk to share with the boy.

Niall took bites of both his and Harry's food, both boys whispering quietly and cutely to each other throughout the meal, others watching them in confusion and jealously.