CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - SILVER SECRETS

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There was an odd glow in the sky as Harry opened his eyes and although he was in the caravan, he could see rainbows swirling on the ceiling. He blinked wondering if he was still dreaming until he turned his head and looked out of the door and saw the sun reflecting off of a surface which looked from a distance like a large piece of kitchen ware.

He looked around the rest of the caravan and saw everyone else had gone, even Ferdinand and Harry sat up rubbing at his eyes feeling a little bit better than he had after the vision.

He definitely needed to talk to the others about what he'd seen, now the shock had worn off and he stood up and walked to the door and looked left and right.

The lake was set out ahead of him and it went on for miles. There were campers all around the edge of it and it seemed they'd come to a slight secluded place. He wondered briefly how long they'd been at the lake and he saw the other four sat on a large rock that jutted out into the lake.

He climbed slowly down from the caravan and stroked the nose of the horse who looked up from eating grass, it butted him with his head and whinnied before bending back down to eat more.

He hadn't put shoes on, but the grass was soft below him and as it changed to sand it felt nice squashing beneath him.

Niall spotted him walking over first and waved him over and Harry made his way over, Ferdinand running around his feet and Harry looked around to check they weren't overlooked by anyone but it seemed the others really had got them in a secluded place where the rocks hid them quite well down on the beach.

"Harold," Louis said smiling over at him, "Isn't it amazing?"

Harry walked up onto the rock carefully and made his way over to the others before slowing sitting down and having a look out at the water.

It really was like liquid silver, it looked so smooth and inviting and Harry kind of wanted to lean over the rock and touch it and let it run through his fingers.

"It's beautiful," Harry said and Louis leant over to rest his hand over Harrys.

"I'll come help you in a bit okay? We'll run through your memory of what you saw but let the sun hit you on here for a bit. It's best to be relaxed to do it." Louis said and squeezed his hand.

Harry nodded and bit his lip as he looked out over the lake. It was almost impossible not to feel relaxed looking at it, it was like the air around it was made for stress release.

Louis was right as well, because the evening sun beating down on them was incredible and warm and he closed his eyes as he let it sink into his whole being.

He sighed and lay down looking up at the bright blue sky and tried not to look near the sun. He squinted over to Louis who was looking out over the shimmering water.

Harry reached out and took hold of Louis' thigh and smiled as Louis turned to look at him with a smirk before turning back to the view. Harry gently stroked Louis' thigh as he watched birds flying across the blue of the sky.

They watched as the sun began getting lower in the sky until it was shimmering over the silver of the lake making it look almost gold in some places.

"Come on," Louis said into Harrys ear quietly moving so Harrys hand dropped from his leg as he leant closer. Harry looked at him and let out a deep breath but nodded and sat up. "We're going to look into this memory,"

"Find somewhere away from people," Liam said putting his hand over his eyes where the sun was going in them. Louis simply hummed as Harry stood up beside him.

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