"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

It all started when they walked into the Great Hall laughing and horse playing. Never once did they notice the silence that hap erupted around them until after they had sat down at their respective tables. --------- "Uh Draco? Why are you laughing with Potter and you know not hexing him for even thinking of touching you? And why are you wearing a Ravenclaw tie?!?" "Pansy, what are you talking about you know Harry's my best friend" ---------- "Harry, mate did Malfoy curse you or something? I knew the ferret was evil but this is a new low!" "Ron what have I said about calling Draco a ferret? Just because you don't like him doesn't mean you can insult my best friend in front of me!" ---------- This causing the conundrum that lasted all year 'What happened to Harry and Draco and where can we find the real versions?!?'