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Harry's life has never been so good.
His grades were excellent, he was captain of the Gryffindor team, he had wonderful friends and above all, he dated the most beautiful and sweet alpha he could dream of, Cedr...
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CHAPTER 1
THE SECRET LANGUAGE
11 MONTHS BEFORE...
As usual, Harry was the first to wake up.
Blinking his eyes slowly, he gradually got used to the morning light coming from a single rounded window near the ceiling; even with his vision blurred by the lack of glasses, he saw that instead of the usual mountainous landscape, there was a green lawn and something similar to a flower bed - a landscape from a strange perspective, as if the observer was below ground level.
And he was indeed.
Instead of the Gryffindor Tower dormitory, he was - in a very clandestine way - in the basement of the castle, more precisely in the "Burrow of the Badgers", in a room that was definitely not his. Well, at least it wasn't officially his, but it could be.
Taking a deep breath and letting out the air through a long yawn, he wandered his sleepy eyes around the room: the walls were painted in a pale yellow color on which were fixed a calendar, post-its and some posters. In addition to the bed on which he lay, there was a small bookcase crammed with books and picture frames, a pair of nightstands, a medium-sized drawer, desk and mirror.
Everything was very organized, clean and well maintained - appropriate, considering the occupant who lived there.
Harry smiled a little, again thanking the fact that his boyfriend was so organized, because he himself was the "mess in person" as his mother always told him.
But that was one of the things that couples do, doesn't it?
Balancing each other's flaws and qualities in order to achieve a balance, to contribute as much as possible to the harmony of the relationship... His own parents were proof of that: both were very different in personalities, but they complemented each other like nobody else.
And Harry was lucky enough to be able to say he already had that.
In addition to love and sincere friendship, his alpha gave him stability, balance and organization, while he, in turn, brought...
He brought...
What did Harry bring to the relationship?
He looked at the floor, finding several answers there: two crumpled white shirts that looked like big balls of crumpled paper... Two gray woolen sweaters thrown in the corner... His boyfriend's trousers in the middle of the floor as if it were a rug, as well as leather shoes more than a meter away from each other... His own pantyhose hanging from a sconce... The skirt thrown over the lamp... The panties and underwear in on the mattress, close to their feet...
A mess.
It was total mess, but as Harry preferred to think, it was a 'sentimental' disorder, since each piece of clothing thrown in the corners was actually reminders of the wonderful night they had, the mess they both made when they were alone...
