Don't Fall In Love With A Hufflepuff

Year 7 - Part 4

HEY

YALL

I DUNNO. I JUST FEEL LIKE IT.

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They have this saying in Hogwarts. "When it rains. You better bring the noise cancelling headphones, and a thick blanket." The cold storm outside was loud. Rain clashed hard against the thin windows. Harsh winds blew furiously. The lighting strike the roof with great power. Those poor Ravenclaws up the towers. Harry had been tossing and turning on his bed for almost an hour now. On the beds beside him, his mates were already sound asleep. Tucked away underneath those warm blankets and thick sheets. He could not sleep for shit tonight. Everything was too loud. 

Harry let out a low groan. Its so cold. And dark. And his bed felt too large. Harry let out another muffled yawn. He knows someone right now who would love to be cuddled. Someone blonde. Blue eyes. Fat ass. 

"Where is my invisibility cloak."

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Niall was having a sweet dream. He dreamed he was back in Ireland, tending the animals in his farm. Everything felt normal again. Working with his Ma and Pa. But his dream ended when he felt something started stirring from inside his blanket. 

"Babe. You still awake?" tickled a familiar deep voice. 

Niall shifted. 

"Babe. Wake up," whispered a familiar deep voice once more.

Lazily, Niall slowly opened his tired peepers, only to be met with another pair of dark emerald ones starring back at him. He let out a low shriek and pushed the body away from him.

"What are you doing here!" scolded Niall, in hush tones. His eyes cautiously darted to the nearest beds. "You'll get us both into trouble."

"I can't sleep," said Harry.

"And you think making me not able to sleep is the way to solve that problem?" rebutted Niall. 

"It's raining and I need someone to cuddle with."

Niall never wanted to smack someone so much in the face right now. He gave Harry a glare  before scooting over and making space for the other person on his bed. 

"Oh yeah. Cuddle time!" 

Niall laid down on his side, facing the wall, he didn't want to see Harry's face. Plus its too dark to see anyways.  Harry leaned up against Niall's warm body. His long muscular arm on Niall's own, other arm tucked on Niall's waist and his long legs brushing against Niall's own. Niall felt Harry warm breath against his neck. Something that got him more awake than asleep. As Niall tried to fight off the urge to face Harry, he felt Harry's finger making circular motions on his stomach. Slowly and sensual, he traced them right above Niall's bellybutton. Niall felt the hairs on his arms rise as the motions began to intensify. He needed to put a stop to this foolishness at once.