Fractured ✔️

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"Where are we going?" I asked for what felt like the hundredth time.

"Merlin's Beard will you stop asking me! We're almost there."

We stopped infront of a large wall.

"Wow Harry I've always wanted to stand and look at a wall." I drawled as sarcastically as possible.

"Don't you know where we are?" Harry looked shocked to say the least.

I scanned the hallway we were in, suddenly recognising the large tapestry behind us.

"The room of requirement? God I haven't been here since.. well you know." What I meant, was that I haven't been here since I almost died trying to catch him. And before that I spent days upon days trying to fix that fucking cabinet.

Harry squeezed my hand and told me to face the tapestry so he could open the door.

I turned around, laughing as I heard his footsteps up and down the corridor.

"Right okay. Come on." I turned around to face Harry who had beckoned me.

I rolled my eyes mockingly and followed him into the room.

It was smaller than usual, and my eyes took a moment to adjust to the dim lighting.

The walls were lined with shelves upon shelves of books, a cosy fire crackled in the hearth, and a large sofa sat perched in front of it.

On the wall above the fire a large television reflected the light of the room.

"What're we gonna watch?" I questioned, I meant to say the room looked amazing but my thoughts got ahead of me.

"The shining." Harry grinned.

"That's a horror isn't it? That one with the fella that shouts 'Here's Johnny' or something like that."

Harry nodded and plonked down onto the sofa, beckoning me over.

I sunk down into the chair beside him. Grabbing the large blanket off the door and throwing it over us.

"You know what would be nice?" Harry questioned.

"What?"

"Popcorn."

As soon as the word came out of his mouth, a large bowl of popcorn appeared in mid air, with a small note attached,

Harry Potter, we hope this is what you meant by popcorn, from Winky.

I let out a chuckle as Harry's cheeks flushed red.

"Wow. You had it all planned out didn't you."

"Maybe."

"Hey don't be shy. It's cute."

Harry smiled at me and pecked my lips.

"I know I just wanted you to admit it." He said cockily.

"Oh just put the film on." I snapped without meaning too.

Harry chuckled and held up his hands, he grabbed a remote, at least I think that's what it's called, off the table beside him and hit play.

He snuggled into me, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Hey Draco." He whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."
I must of heard him wrong. There's no way he said that.

"You.. you what?"

"I love you." He spoke louder this time. And I couldn't help the smile that broke on my face.

"I... I love you too."