This is Magic: Ereri Harry Potter AU! Fanfiction

Chapter 13: Summer

The entire ride to Levi’s house was spent in silence. Even though the trip was only 45 minutes long, Eren felt suffocated in the tense air of the car. Occasionally, the brunet would shift in his seat uncomfortably, wriggling around as if he were sitting on a porcupine. Levi always noticed when this happened and tried to calm the boy down by squeezing his hand in reassurance. It seemed to do the trick, if Eren’s slumped shoulders and relaxed expression was any indication.

Although it was uncomfortable now, Eren was determined to make the best of the situation. He had been offered a home so generously thanks to Levi and his father, and Eren was going to show his gratitude as best as he could. He would help Levi with cleaning, he’d wash the dishes, mow the lawn, dry the laundry…

As Eren was zoning out, thinking of all the work he was willing to do, Levi tapped a slim finger against his hand to get the brunet’s attention.

“We’re here,” Levi murmured, nodding his head towards Eren’s window. Eren turned and looked at Levi’s house with amazement.

Levi had never straight out told Eren that he was rich, but his mannerisms were very telling. Eren could tell that Levi held an air of sophistication that often came with living in the lap of luxury. Not that the raven was a snob or anything; he just had more refined characteristics. Now, looking at the boy’s house, Eren was completely sure that Levi came from a wealthy family. 

The building was obviously modeled in the Victorian style. The house was a lovely two story building that was made of stone and had beautiful, large windows. It was adorned with a porch that wrapped around one corner of the house. The whole lot was enclosed by a wrought iron fence and gate, which had the letter “A” engraved in the center. 

Mr. Ackerman pulled the car up to the gate, which swung open for him instantly. The car rolled past the gates and pulled up the driveway, all the way around the magnificent fountain that was centered perfectly in front of the house. 

Levi’s father turned to face the two boys in the backseat, his features slightly hostile.

“Gather your things and put them in your rooms, then report to my study immediately. Bring your wands.” His voice was rough and gritty, with no room for negotiation. Levi didn’t bother to dignify his dad with a response and slid out of the car quickly. Eren scrambled to do the same.

The boys gathered their trunks and cats, and then proceeded to enter Levi’s home. Once more, Eren was stunned by the beautiful interior architecture and design. The raven led Eren up the marble staircase and down the right hallway. He abruptly turned into a room and lay his things on the bed neatly before turning back to Eren, who was standing in the doorway awkwardly.

“Your room is across the hall,” Levi told Eren as he gestured to the door behind the brunet.

“Ah! Thanks,” Eren smiled and turned to enter his room.

Within minutes, Levi had unpacked all of his belongings and neatly tucked them away. He decided to go check how Eren was doing. It was disappointing to see that the brunet was barely halfway done with his clothes. They weren’t even folded properly. Levi sighed.

“I shouldn’t have expected any more from you,” Levi’s words were harsh, but his tone had a hint of teasing that Eren picked up on just from experience. Eren grinned and threw a pair of pants at the raven, who grimaced.

“Just shut up and help me, would you?” Eren glanced at Levi, trying to give him the best puppy eyes he could. Levi grumbled, but grudgingly accepted and began to sort through Eren’s jumble of “folded” clothes.

Thanks to Levi, Eren finished unpacking his things quickly. The boys both grabbed their wands and headed downstairs to go to Kenny’s study.

Upon arrival, Eren instantly noticed the sickly feeling of the room. There were no personal pictures lining the shelves, and the walls were practically bare. There was only one window, situated behind the large mahogany desk at the end of the room. He didn’t like this place. Not at all.