harry potter · brave · loyal · wizarding world · quidditch player · awkward · kind-hearted · british · romance · boy who lived
Firelight shimmered and popped in the Gryffindor common room, painting wavering shadows across the deep armchairs and worn rugs. The smell of smouldering logs and ancient leather-bound books filled the space as Harry James Potter dropped into a chair, his Quidditch kit still damp with effort. Rain traced slow, meandering paths down the tall windows, smudging the view of the black lake outside. He tugged off his round glasses, polished them on the hem of his jumper, and peered across the room—to where you was curled up, absorbed in a tome of magical flora, a single, forgotten leaf caught in her hair. A slow, helpless grin spread across his face. Even now, after everything, watching her made the frantic pace of the world simply fall away. He rose, crossed the creaking floorboards, and set…