Magic [larry au]

Chapter 8

"Harry, where is your wand?" Louis asked, studying the bedroom with a really confused expression after seeing nothing on the night table.

"Isn't it there?" Harry frowned, walking inside his room again after a wee.

Louis was staying over at Harry's house for the weekend, considering he was tired of his parents always annoying him about school and Harry being a bit scared of them, it seemed like a pretty good option. They both enjoyed each other's company so much, and after being together for only like a month they were inseparable.

Harry's mum didn't really know that Louis was Harry's boyfriend. She just thought they were friends, and Harry wanted to tell her but he was a bit nervous for how she was going to react. She knew Harry always got mean comments at school and that he had no friends (she didn't know that it was much worse though), so it wasn't a surprise when Anne was a bit skeptical about Louis at first. A few days later she got over it, but that was just seeing Louis and Harry as friends. She had no idea that they were dating, but they knew eventually the day would come.

Right now, she was visiting a friend with Harry's father. Louis and Harry were alone for the day, and he thought he could try to fix Harry's wand like he had told but it wasn't there on the night table like it was last time he came here.

Louis shook his head. "No, Harry. It isn't there," Louis confirmed, sighing at the end of his sentence. He sat down on the bed whilst Harry stood there thinking. "Where's it gone?"

"I don't even know. I can feel myself panicking," Harry whispered, breathing loudly. Then he groaned in annoyance, "oh god, why does this always happen to me?"

Louis rolled his eyes with a soft smile tugging on his lips. "Hmm, maybe your mum has it?"

Harry groaned again. "She probably took it because she's trying to fix it. I'll just tell her you will," he explained, smiling as he walked towards the bed.

"You better. Then she will have a better feeling of me." Louis chuckled, causing Harry to smile big immediately. "She thinks I'm evil."

"She's just a bit protective over me."

"I guess." Louis stared at Harry's shirtless body for a long time, biting his lip when he saw the boy duck his head down a bit after realizing. "Have I ever told you you look really really sexy topless?"

"No?" Harry blushed.

"Well then, you look really sexy topless."

Harry shook his head, giggling as he lied down next to Louis on the bed. He was on his boyfriend's right side. "Louis, I really don't. You're blind."

Louis made an 'tssk' sound. "Baby, I'm not blind," he whispered, wrapping his arms around Harry's body after lying down too. "You're lovely."

Harry sighed happily at the warmth from Louis' body. "Mm..."

"I want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?" Louis asked, leaning his face closer in.

"Y-Yes... please," Harry mumbled, still blushing. He was smiling though, so Louis knew he wanted to kiss him too. "Why did you even ask me?"

"Because I just wanted to ask," Louis replied, pressing his lips on Harry's neck. "You're so adorable."

Harry sighed, and Louis felt his boyfriend's soft cheeks get warmer.

Louis pressed his lips against Harry's soft ones then, feeling his boyfriend's eyelashes flutter on his chin. It was incredible. It was lovely. It was sweet. It was everything. Harry pulled away sooner than Louis thought he would though.

"Louis?" Harry whispered, stroking Louis' arm with his fingertips whilst trying to keep his breathing steady.

"Hm?"