Magic [larry au]

Chapter 10

Louis slept next to Harry the whole night, and they were cuddling like they had slept in the same bed for years. His head was on Harry's chest, and Harry was holding him so tightly with his arms and it was so warm and everything was so perfect.

Well, at that moment it was. Louis knew everything was far from perfect. Thinking of Harry almost killing himself made him so sad and he felt his throat close up, but one thing he was glad for was that his boyfriend actually called before he tried to do anything.

His father, Des, was drinking more and his mother wasn't home that often, therefore Louis had every right to worry for Harry's safety at home. Looking at the bruises on his poor back brought tears to his eyes.

After they ended the slow dancing in the bathroom last night, all they could do was giggle and laugh. It was like nothing bad had happened after all, but the harsh reality came back when Harry groaned in pain because of his back.

Then they fell asleep under the covers with their arms around each other. Louis wished he could wake up like this with Harry lying next to him everyday.

Smiling, he looked up from Harry's chest to his face, seeing that he was still asleep. His brown curls were all over the place and matted to his forehead, his red mouth was open as snores came out and his skin was pale. Louis didn't want to wake him up. The rest was needed, and he looked so cute.

After a while of breathing in Harry's scent and staring into distant, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

The voice was so deep, and it vibrated where Louis' head was on his chest. That's why he almost jumped away in shock, but relaxed when he felt Harry's hands rub circles into his back. "Good morning, baby."

Louis blushed. "Good morning, sugarplum!" he said, smiling.

"Sugarplum? Oh god," Harry said whilst smiling too, "those nicknames make my heart flutter."

Harry was so wonderful. So so wonderful. He was about to answer him with a sweet comment, but then he heard a loud crash downstairs, followed by a loud shout.

"LOUIS!"

He groaned, cuddling closer with Harry instead of going downstairs, basically burying his body in Harry's arms. Then he realized his mother didn't know anything about his boyfriend spending the night with him. She didn't know about Harry Styles.

There was one thing his parents knew a lot about though, and that was wizards. They knew everything, and knew who was a wizard and who wasn't, especially because of smell. That was the biggest difference between them and normal people, besides being able to do magic, of course.

Wizards always smelled good, no matter what. Harry could excercise for an hour with sweat dripping down his face, and he would still smell good. He smelled really good all the time, and Louis couldn't get enough of it. It was all of his favourite scents colliding together, and it was Louis' favourite thing about his boyfriend.

It was definitely suspicious to people, and Louis didn't get why he didn't notice anything before Harry told him. Probably because he thought he used perfume like everyone else in this world. Then he realized, beautiful scents like vanilla, chocolate and strawberry didn't come in one perfume bottle.

If his mother and father found out Harry was his boyfriend and was a wizard, he could get killed. Louis was never ever going to let that shit happen, though.

Harry was panicking, his heart beating faster. "Louis, is that your mum?"

"Yes," Louis replied, looking at his boyfriend with wide eyes. "I-"

"Shit, I need to be invicible!"

Before Louis could even think about what Harry said, he took his wand from Louis' night table and mumbled a spell so quickly that Louis only caught a few words from his mumbling. Then there was an orangle light coming from the end of the wand, and Louis was blinded by it for a second. He opened his eyes again when he heard feet stomping on the stairs, and gasped when he saw Harry wasn't there anymore.