âDetlev please,â Harrison begs as heâs been for some time.
âHarry are youâŚare you sure?â Detlev asks, looking towards the common room entrance to make sure no one would walk in on them if he gave in to Harrisonâs requests now.
âYou know Iâve been wanting this forâŚâ Harrison thinks back, âfor as long as weâve been friends to be honest.â
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I mean, weâre both graduating. I donât know what your plans are, but London has a lot of opportunities and I know how much we always liked the city when we were kids. And I know Mum and Mimi would feel more comfortable if we were flatmates. I donât know. It sounds stupid, and probably a little reckless, and I still wouldnât know which internship to choose, butâŚÂ [sighs] I guess Iâd feel better being away from home if I got to see and fight with my brother every day.
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The first internship is in between workplaces, either at Hogwarts or in the Ministry. While the second is strictly in the Ministry. I can probably get away with living at home for the first internship, but for the second, I would move to London.
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âYeah, I know right?â He fiddled with the collar of his graduation robe, making a face, âI hate these robes theyâre so scratchy.â
He stopped everything, looking at her with a gaze so powerful that her breath caught. He was hoping for something, she knew it. Instead, she gave him a thumbs up. If he was disappointed, he didnât show it, snickering and giving her a thumbs up back.
âAre you gonna hug the graduate or what?â
She didnât hesitate when she walked into his open arms. Theyâd hugged before, a lot. Margo liked the way she fit perfectly into Harrisonâs arms; she was a whole head smaller than him, so it was the perfect height for him to rest his chin on the top of her head. One of his hands found its way to her upper back, and it was shaking slightly. He never shook. She wanted to ask, but decided to drop it. He would talk about it if he wanted to.
âYou just had to go and graduate and leave me here for two more years, huh?â She hated that her voice had cracked. It was a joke. They were supposed to be laughing.
âMargo.â
She stepped out of his arms before he had the chance to pull her back. She looked up and he looked down and no words were spoken for a very long time before Harrison cracked a small grin.
âYouâre not really worried about that, are you?â
What was she supposed to say to that? She didnât want to admit to anything, she never did. He was supposed to guess, he always guessed right.
âI mean- we wonât see each other every day now, and youâre going to be experiencing the real world. Itâs so different from here. The people are different.â
âYeah, well, they wonât matter.â
âPeople always matter.â
âYou matter, and I love you, so.â
He said it too quickly and casually, she hardly caught it. But she had, and it took her a second for her brain to comprehend when she whispered, âI love you. Iâve been waiting, I am so glad you said that first, I didnât want to freak you out-â
âSay it again.â
She hadnât realized sheâd dug the heels of her hands into her eyes, rubbing gently. She looked at the boy in front of her, staring at her the way he had when she first called his name, but this time, he was smiling. He was smiling so gently, if anyone was looking at him, anyone that didnât love Harrison the way Margo did was looking at him, they wouldnât even know it was there.
âI love y-â
He pulled her back into his arms, kissing her in front of everyone, not even caring. He didnât care about anything in that moment, besides her voice in his head, I love you, I love you, I love you. And she didnât care either. And she stopped worrying, because she would make it work, and he would make it work, and they loved each other.
They held hands all night and lost track of the âI love youâsâ that were shared.
Youâre laughing at me! [Margo yelled back, but she didnât seem to mind much, she was used to it. Thatâs what they did, they laughed at each other, Margo couldnât handle a damn kiss, and Harrison couldnât handle a sad girl. It was them, it would always be them, but they didnât seem to mind much. Margo nodded triumphantly.] Yes, and you actually felt for it but you didnât do what you were supposed to do. Do you ever? [With a hand on her hip, Margo tilted her head. Her cheeks reddened when Harrison admitted to not regretting their kiss, and it still pleased and scared her, how much he seemed to like her. It wasnât something she was particularly used to, and if you asked anyone theyâd be quick to admit that no one predicted these two would get together. Margoâs smile loosened, her lips moved around, teeth biting down, and her eyebrows edged inward as she thought to herself. She looked at Harrison, his clear face and bright eyes, his hair was messy and it was late now. Sometimes she liked to look at him, his goofy expression whenever they were together, his pointy nose and tucked ears, his lips. Iâm not scared of kissing you. He said it and she believed him, and she didnât know why she was always so scared of kissing him, so nervous that sheâd do it wrong, that it wasnât like them or her. Margo dropped her arm from her hip, she looked down at Harrisonâs feet before her eyes flicked back up to his, and as soon as she took a step forward her hand laid on his shirt. Tightly, she gripped the fabric, mostly for herself, mostly to make sure she was standing, holding on, not afraid. She tiptoed forward and closed her eyes, kissing him. She was kissing him, and contrary to the rapid beating of her heart, the warm feeling at the bottom of her tummy, she didnât feel afraid.]Â
[Harrison didn't try to hold back his laughter. He was caught, but it was okay. Not a day went by where he didn't laugh at Margo about something, or she was laughing at him. There was a sort of unspoken agreement between the two of them that laughing at each other over their idiotic comments or uncomfortable situations was completely fine. It was them, it was comfortable and safe.] I don't know. I don't think so. [Harrison beamed at Margo as she blushed, Margo blushing was probably one of his favourite sights. Usually he would try to hold back his smile or at least try to contain it, but this moment felt different, like he didn't have to hide the way he felt towards Margo. It was moments like these, the little things she did, that he realized how beautiful she was, so full of life, and how much she added to his life. It used to startle him, the feelings that warmed his chest whenever he saw Margo, even thought about her, but she was so different from the other girls, and she treated him differently. It was hard not to love her when she was so obviously okay with everything that Harrison was, and that wasn't easy to do. Kissing Margo was something that was easy for Harrison. It wasn't as easy for Margo, which was why his favourite kisses that they shared were the ones she instigated. When she kissed him, just then, he pressed one hand to her lower back, pulling her in, the other hand cupping her face. He always reminded himself to take baby steps when it came to Margo, and it was rare that he could be selfish like this, touching her and kissing her and loving her the way he always wanted to.]
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Well, donât back out on me now. Just because weâre not ready now doesnât mean we wonât be in the future. We can get through this together, Harry, I know we can.Â
We can alwaysâŚI mean, I have a shovel in my trunkâŚUncle Mal wonât be so happy to have a dead last born but heâll cope. He has two others, heâll be fine, right?