#oh my heart..

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“baby?” you ask, looking over towards harry who lie across his bed, arms tucked behind his head. “are you alright?” you motion from across the room, sitting atop a bench by the bay windows, watching the snow piles down onto the frozen lake and the black crows pass by. he is suddenly awoken from his trance as he replies in a mumble, “yeah... yeah, y/n i’ll be okay.” he never seems to take his eyes off of the ceiling, creating an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. “no baby, i can tell something is up. what’s wrong?” you question, getting up from your seat to move closer towards him. “i.. i don’t know” he shrugs, keeping his static position. “i just don’t feel like myself.” he continues, “i don’t feel... normal.” he sighs, moving his head to face you. “scoot over.” you demand, cracking a soft smile. “c’mon! dont be stingy with the bed.” you say, moving onto the spot next to him. you sit with your head against the headboard, motioning for him to move his head against your lap. “come here, you are probably feeling the holiday homesickness, my love.” he groans, moving his body to lay against yours as you run your fingernails through his hair. “you don’t have to go back to the muggle world..” you imply, him glancing up at you. “of course i do.. i have no other choice.” as soon as the words peak out of his lips you interject, “you.. you can come stay with.. well with me and my family.” a soft, unsure smile spreads across your lips. his eyes widen, sitting up slightly to rest on his elbows. “are.. are you being serious? do.. well, would your parents mind?” he quickly questioned, eyes becoming swelled with a gloss over them. “they love you harry, i know because... well, i love you.” you shyly squeak out, “you.. you love me?” he asks, “y/n.. i love you.. also..” he smiles, pressing his face against yours in a quick motion, lips connecting. it was all happening so fast you could decipher what was to come! he pulled you into a quick embrace, resting his head between the crook of your neck. “well.. when.. when can we leave?” he asks, being overly excited to meet your parents for the holidays. “we get out in three days, if you start packing tomorrow - we can leave on the am bus.” you giggle as he grabs his wand, motioning to pack his bags in a quick flick. “done. now we have no excuse to miss the am bus.” he laughs, laying back down onto your lap. his fingers intertwine with yours as he relaxes, “thank you.. again..” he says, making eye contact with you. “no need to thank me.. we’re married, aren’t we?” you joke, nudging his shoulders. “one day.. one day it will be official. i just have to get a blessing.”

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