Poppet || l.s.

chapter 9

The next morning, Harry woke up before Louis and spent a good half an hour trying to pull out crayons out of the crayon box to finish the drawing he was making for Louis. He smiled and flew back up onto the bed where Louis had his mouth open and was snoring lightly. That made Harry smile even wider and now he didn't want to wake him up.

"Louis!" Harry whisper-yelled. "Wake up!"

Louis turned in his sleep and burried his face into his pillow. Harry tried to shake Louis but to no avail, Louis was too big and Harry just wasn't strong enough. Harry tugged on a strand of Louis' hair which caused him to groan and turn back onto his back.

"Shhhh," Louis slurred. "No more. Go away."

Harry laughed at the sleeping boy and went to open Louis' eyes. Louis moves from side to side and finally woke up to a smiling Harry who was sitting on his chest.

"Good morning Lou." Harry whispered. "Rise and shine."

"Good morning Hazza." Louis yawned and slowly sat up and Harry moved to sit on Louis' knee. "Why'd you wake me up?"

"I have a surprise for you! But we have to do it before mommy wakes up so she doesn't ask where we are."

"Harry we cant leave the house. Mommy will hear the front door." Louis whispered. "And we're too young to go out alone."

"No! We're not leaving the house. Well, not exactly but yes we are. Not through the front door." Harry rambled and Louis tilted his head in confusion which made Harry laugh.

"What do you mean?"

"Come here." Harry flew down to the floor and Louis followed and sat down. Harry pulled his drawing out that he hid under the bed and laid it down in front of Louis. "Ta-da!"

"Wow." Louis giggled. "Nice forest. I like all the colors."

"It's for you." Harry smiled and looked down at the drawing. "Ready?"

"Ready for what?" Louis looked at Harry who had his eyes closed and in a few seconds, his skin glowed and his eyes shot open to reveal the familiar sparkly silver that Louis had come to realize that it meant he was going to teleport. "Wait! Harry!"

Louis screeched when he realized what Harry was doing and before he could say anything more, Harry's skin was back to normal, his eyes were green but they were no longer in Louis' room. Louis looked around at all the tall trees, the dirt and grass beneath him and Harry, the bright sun and big blue sky that poked out from behind the trees.

"Where are we?" Louis said as he stood up and gazed at the beautiful scenery.

"I don't know." Harry admitted. "Sometimes when I'm practicing, I'll end up in random places. This is one of them. If I think really hard, I can go there again and I thought you'd like this place. That's what the drawing was. This forest."

"I love it!" Louis exclaimed as he ran around the large trees and threw himself onto the grass that was scattered with small daisies. Harry smiled to himself and flew over to Louis and sat down next to him.

"You like it?"

"It's great. It's so pretty." Louis smiled at Harry and looked up at the blue sky.

"So are you." Harry whispered to himself.

"Huh?" Louis asked, still in his trance.

"Uhm— I said there's somewhere I want to show you. Past the trees, down the hill. It's real pretty and nice."

"Okay." Louis stood up and waited for Harry to guide him. As Harry flew past the trees, down the small hill and around a few big boulders, he thought about another idea but decided that maybe it wasn't the time. They stopped in front of a few big vine like trees and Harry turned to Louis and smiled.