look how adorable my giant baby is

wolfsnape  asked:

Okay but imagine this : Newt Scamander being the one who put the squid in the lake (not Dumbledore) when he was just a tiny baby squid like "Be free my friend !!!" and then it grows up into a GIANT F*CKING SQUID

Newt is called back to Hogwarts urgently and ppl are like “HOW THE FUCK DO WE DEAL WITH THIS” and he’s like “no no leave him he ain’t hurting anybody he’s a vegan i promise look at him he’s adorable i’m gonna call him Sasha “ and ???? ppl don’t ??? get it but okay i guess and that’s the story of how Hogwarts got a giant, inoffensive squid in the lake. the end.  Hagrid will take good care of it. 


At last, Harry was finally home. Don’t get him wrong, he absolutely loved being able to travel the world and visit all kinds of foreign places and meet new people, but none of it could ever quite compare to Holmes Chapel. Now that the band had a few much needed weeks off for the holidays, he was relieved to be able to spend some time back there with his family and friends. And he was over the moon that Louis agreed to come along for the trip too.

Harry and Louis spent the day watching holiday movies like Love Actually and The Holiday with Gemma while Anne practically force-fed them food. Harry’s mom loved having her son home and she adored Louis so her motherly instincts were on overdrive. Later, they drove around town, just the two of them, listening to The 1975’s latest album as Harry nostalgically pointed out some of favorite childhood places: “That’s where I used to ride my bike…and that’s where I crashed it. Mum and I would feed the ducks in that little pond. Oh and over there is where Johnny and I had that unfortunate incident with the paint and potatoes…” Louis had of course heard these stories before. This definitely wasn’t the first time Harry gave him the grand tour, but he found it endearing when his boy got all nostalgic like this so he just nodded his head, smiled fondly, and let him ramble on.

The sun was starting to set, lighting up the sky with a palette of purples, pinks, and blues. As Harry was pulling into the driveway of his parents’ house, he had an idea. “Hey Lou, it’s such a beautiful night…what would you say to some star gazing?”

“Harry it’s freezing,” Louis shivered for dramatic effect.

“Please. It will be fun. We can cuddle up under a big blanket. Just the two of us in that big open field behind the house. It will be so romantic. Like a movie moment! We’ll have a laugh finding inappropriate shapes in the star clusters, then gaze into each other’s eyes, and you’ll have no other choice but to just have your way with me,” Harry smirked feeling very proud of himself.

“Well now when you put it like that, how can I say no?” Louis fluttered his eyelashes and shrugged.

After going inside to grab a warm blanket and some tea, the two looped their hands together and made the trek to the open field. They settled on a nice grassy spot against a tree, rolled out the warm blanket, and sat down intertwining their limbs and snuggling into each other.

“Did you know I had my first kiss over there? It was pretty steamy” Harry teased, pointing down aways toward the small trickling creek.

Louis rolled his eyes jealously, “Yes Harold I know. And if I have anything to do with it I’m going to be the only one kissing you in that spot, or any other spot for that matter, from now on.”

"I love when you get jealous. It’s cute. Don’t worry I have no intentions of kissing anyone else,” Harry nuzzled his nose in Louis’ feathery hair.

They stayed like that for a while waiting for the sky to get darker. Occasionally they would reminisce on some of their favorite memories from the past year. But most of the time they sat in silence, enjoying the complete tranquility of it all, Louis absent-mindedly twirling his fingers in Harrys hair as they nodded in and out of consciousness.

“Hey, Lou, wake up. Look at the sky. Isn’t it beautiful?” Harry nudged the sleeping boy’s arm. And he was right. It was a crystal clear night and the sky looked like it was dotted with thousands of diamonds. You wouldn’t get a view like this back in London that’s for sure.

Louis moaned and groggily opened his eyes. After a few seconds something caught his attention and he quickly sat up “Haz, look, did you see that!? Was that a shooting star? I think it was, that was a shooting star! I’ve never seen one before!” His baby blue eyes lit up and a giant smile spread across his face.

“I know! saw it! Are you going to make a wish?” Harry asked, adoring how innocently childlike Louis’ reaction was.

The older boy thought for a second and shook his head, “No. I don’t think so. I have my dream job, I’m well off, got great friends, and best of all I even have you, don’t I? Not really much else I could ask for is there?" Louis blinked up through his eyelashes and poked the dimple on his boyfriend’s beaming cheek.

Harry tickled him to the ground and placed a sweet kiss on Louis’ lips, seeing a whole different set of stars this time. They spent the rest of the evening just like that: kissing, cuddling, drinking in the moment under the comfort of the diamond-dotted navy blanket above them.