Louis steps in and looks around. He gulps and walks to the pharmacist who's standing behind the counter.
"Umm I need a medicine to heal like scratches." He nervously asks.
The pharmacist looks up and smiles. His curls bounce and his dimples become visible.
Louis thought he was adorable but immediately shut these thoughts.
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Medicines L.S
FanfictionWhere Louis comes everyday to take medicines and has new bruises and Harry is the pharmacist.