<b>Harry, at some point probably:</b> Ginny Weasley??? Isn't she so wonderful! She's so beautiful and good at Quidditch and— [trips] [hundreds of thousands of photos of Ginny spill out of jacket] Look! Look at her, my beautiful wife isnt she the best [gathering them up frantically, pushing then in your face] listen i just listen fuck [thousands of pictures of Ginny scatter across the floor] shit fuck shes just the best person I know and she makes me so happy just listen!!<p/></p>
Not gonna teach him how to dance with you - Larry. 💙💚
okay so this has to be a best friends to lovers au.
harry grew up next door to louis and they were the sort of codependent best friends that everyone wished they could be. shared everything, told each other everything, families didn’t even blink when the one not actually related to them was there at the dinner table (or, more often, when harry was downstairs making breakfast for the tomlinson-deakins after spending the night gossiping with louis until they fell asleep sharing the same pillow).
and so, of course, harry is the first person louis comes out to and then, inevitably, harry has his own Realization and pieces it together - not only does he love louis, his best friend ever, but he loves louis. he tells louis he thinks he likes boys too and they have a good cry about it, and inside harry’s chest glows with a little raging hope that tells him all he needs is a little confidence, and then he and louis can go from best friends to boyfriends. harry squirrels away every little hint louis mentions about marriage (”think i want a big wedding, haz, what do you think?”) and proposals (”it should be huge. massive. what’s the point otherwise? shout it from the rooftops, you’re in love!”) and romantic clichés (”i honestly think i’d die if someone did one of those romantic scavenger hunts for me. can you imagine? just knowing they put in all that effort, just for me.”), thinking of the day all the little facts he’s piled up about louis will come in handy.
but, also of course, it’s never that easy. school and friends and harry’s fears get in the way and soon they’re adults, and harry’s been in love with louis for half his life. he’s dated a little but nothing that stuck, and he lived through each of louis’ short-term boyfriends too, glad to see the back of them when they leave.
harry tells himself every morning, “today’s the day. today i tell him.”
in comes a new boyfriend, but this one is different. this could go one of two ways - he could be an utter douchebag, of course, and as you continue reading you hate him more and more on harry’s behalf. but what’s even worse is thinking about this new boyfriend, let’s call him tom, being a genuinely great guy.
because louis has good taste, right? so of course this boyfriend is beautiful, and he’s kind, and maybe he donates money to charity and adopted an old blind dog so it wouldn’t die in a shelter and he helps babysit louis’ youngest siblings without complaint.
and harry wants to hate him. and he does, a little. he’s always going to hate anyone who can rest their hand on louis’ waist without garnering snickers from their friends, or anyone who can refer to themselves and louis as a “we” and it means something. but also.. he sort of can’t hate him.
so harry watches, his stomach getting heavier with each new day, as this guy inserts himself into louis’ life. first as “this guy i’m seeing” and then “you know, tom, we’ve been out a few times” on to “tom, my boyfriend.” he has to watch as all of louis’ smiles are directed at someone else when all these years, they’d been for harry; no other boyfriend captured louis’ attention, no one else was as large a presence in louis’ life as harry had always been.
and tom, being the good guy that he is, wants to know harry. he wants them to be best friends too, says things like “i know you’re the most important thing in louis’ life, but i hope there’s room in it for me, too” and god, how harry wants to hate him. but he’s still there, still waving harry off when he tries to pay for his own meals when they’re out together, still trying valiantly to find a friend so harry can double date with him and louis.
then it gets worse. maybe it’s valentine’s day, or their anniversary: either way, tom wants to celebrate, and he wants to do it right. so he asks harry.
“you know louis better than i ever could,” he says, pleading. “what would he want? what does he love more than anything in the world?”
and harry’s torn. because if he says what he wants, then tom is going to do the exact opposite of what he should, and louis will be angry and maybe they’ll even break up. or, if he says what he knows he should, he’ll help tom wow louis with the date of his dreams, basically shoving the two of them down the aisle and leaving him alone watching them go. but… but louis would be happy. and that’s all harry wants, really, more than having louis for himself. for him to be happy.
so he does the right thing. he helps tom start planning a scavenger hunt, a massive, full day of finding clues at all louis’ favorite places. harry suggests starting with a tea at louis’ favorite shop, so he’ll be in a good mood; he tells tom that louis’ favorite place to go when he needs a moment alone is the rooftop of their old flat building, a little garden hidden away from the world; he helps plan so that at about two o’clock, when louis always gets hungry and crabby, he’ll be able to stop in for a bite at the bakery he and harry visit almost every weekend. he knows louis loves spectacles, so he tells tom to set up a fireworks display. he knows louis likes an audience, so he tells tom to have their families and friends involved wherever possible.
when tom mentions, in one of their planning sessions, that he’s been looking at rings, and this scavenger hunt is so romantic, maybe he should just propose at the end, harry swallows down the bile in his throat and pulls out the final piece of knowledge, the piece de resistance.
because in louis’ mum’s backyard back in donny, there’s a tree, and carved into that tree is LT + and a blank space, surrounded by a carved heart. louis put it there the night he came out to harry, and he whispered into harry’s ear that when he found the boy of his dreams they’d come here, and they’d carve his initials in next to louis’. harry tells tom to end there, that if he wants to propose, that’s the place to do it. it’s a secret he’s never told anyone else.
so the day comes, and tom is planning to be there to meet louis at the end, under that old tree in jay’s backyard in donny, and harry, because he’s a masochist, will be the one guiding louis through the scavenger hunt through the day.
which is a mistake on both tom and harry’s parts, because that means louis spends all day feeling loved, and cherished, and in a romantic haze, and he’s spending it all with harry. they watch fireworks as the sun sets and louis lays his head on harry’s shoulder; harry squeezes his eyes shut and hopes the sun never fully disappears so they don’t have to move on.
but it does, and they’ve collected all the clues and made their way from place to place, and then it’s time to go to donny. harry follows louis through his mum’s house, the lights all dark, before he stops at the glass door leading to the backyard. the tree is surrounded by candles, the ground dotted with rose petals. off to one side, tom is there in a tux, looking nervous. on the tree, louis’ initials and the heart have been illuminated with a thin string of lights.
louis, when he turns to harry, doesn’t say anything about the obvious proposal coming his way. he just says, “i’ve never told anyone about that heart on the tree.” a slight narrowing of lovely, sharp eyes. “no one but you.”
and harry, so in love with this boy for so many years, blinks back a few tears and says, “you found someone whose initials belong in that space with yours.”
louis looks at him for a long time, so long a tear actually does escape, and louis wipes it away with his thumb. “don’t go too far,” he says, then steps quietly out into the backyard where tom is waiting.
but harry can’t just stay, not for this, so he leaves louis’ old house and walks, his feet leading him in endless circles as he tries not to think about louis saying yes to someone else, but then his phone buzzes in his pocket. come back, louis says, and harry’s helpless to obey, even tonight.
so he goes back. walks through jay deakin’s quiet, dark house, to the glass door looking out into the backyard. louis is there, tom isn’t; maybe he’s getting a car to take them to a hotel? or maybe changing out of his tux? harry doesn’t care; he steps out onto the grass and walks to louis.
“i said no,” louis says.
harry stumbles, his eyes wide. “you said no? why? why wouldn’t you say yes?”
louis shrugs. “tom is a perfect guy, and he’ll make someone else very happy. but he’s not perfect for me.”
and then he looks at the tree, and harry follows his gaze, and there, under LT +, is HS. LT + HS. and under that, looking newly carved, is forever.
“it’s always been you, haz,” louis says. and later they’ll talk about how they’ve both been pining but scared for so many years, trying to move on even when they couldn’t. but tonight, next to this tree, surrounded by candles and the memories of growing up and falling in love, harry finally, finally pulls louis close and plans on never letting go.
au where both blaise and pansy (on separate occasions) confess to draco that they fancy ginny. he tells harry who isnt sure whether to be upset or laugh at the fact that both his boyfriend’s best friends have the hots for his ex
Tfw ur reading and ur DUMBASS STUPID UGLY EXTROVERT friend asks if you want to something fun 😞😞😞 #introvert problems #extroverts only ever suck dick and go to parties #reading #shut up extroverts #introverts ftw #i hate my extrovert friend #so annoying #gonna kill them #im reading Harry Potter #dumb muggles #im actually smart bc I know how to read #unlike those dumb extros
Summary: Harry thought that they were all going to spend Christmas together but apperantly he was the only one who thought so. His family is on holiday and so Harry spends Christmas on his own until his boyfriends find out the truth and come back to London.
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It was the time of the year that everyone should enjoy but instead of enjoying the time with their families everyone was busy. People were running from shop to shop trying to get the perfect presents for their loved ones, spending all of their money on the newest technology before going home and wrapping tons of presents until the very last minute.
Christmas day was just getting up and opening the presents before the kids went off to play with them. For a lot of people Christmas had lost its spark. Wasn’t it supposed to be different than that? For Harry Christmas had always been the time of the year which he had loved the most. He had spent hours with his sister on pasting photos into a scrap book or coloring a Christmas card for his grandma. Their house had always smelled like gingerbread and homemade cookies during this time of the year and on Christmas Day the whole family had spent the day together. They had opened all of the presents and then they had had some nice time together with all of their relatives.
Everyone complains about equal representation in the media but what about in regards to mythological creatures, huh? Dragons have too much presence, it’s unfair and oppressing to other species. Instead, try:
Having to steal treasure (or whatever it is the hobbits did) from the nest of a harpy or a roc rather than the dragon under the mountain.
How to Train your Gryphon where instead of different dragon breeds, its different gryphon mixes. Hiccup rides a magpie and panther mix. Astrid has an osprey and ocelot mix. Fishlegs has a California condor and house cat mix.
Chimera tales. Think Zach and Wheezy but with a goat and a lion head.
Maleficent as a cockatrice. Instead of reigning destruction with fire breath, she could cause chaos with her ability to turn people to stone just by looking at them. I’m sure she’d be cool with that.
Donkey from Shrek gets it on with a cerberus instead because logistically it would make way more sense because this way at least they’re both mammals.
American Manticore Jake Long. Doesn’t have the same ring to it, but it would be equally as rad.
The Twitter larries who are discussing Harry's gender has come from an old video of Harry filmed by Grimmy. H is listening to music in his car and Grimmy uses 'she' talking about Harry. I'm pretty sure it's a joke, and if anything is just being used to refer to Harry being gay.
Are they actually that dumb…I just…..
That video is legit from 2013 and it is their big proof. It’s clearly Grimmy MAKING FUN OF HARRY…that’s the entire premise of the video omfg. People are actually unintelligent enough to believe that Nick Grimshaw posted a video revealing Harry’s true gender identity back in 2013 with no other indication that Harry identifies as a woman before then or since then. Right.
if there weren’t people who actually think harry is that dumb then i would find it more as a jab at his team’s marketing plan for him. but as it is, i can’t find it /funny/ because people genuinely do think he’s a moron. and it’s fucked up.
gryles clothes sharing makes me so excited because the shirts/jackets they share aren’t just shit harry stole and ran away with… it’s shit harry stole and ran away with but CAME BACK WITH. it’s shit that KEEPS CHANGING HANDS.
it could mean something like
they secretly meet up when none of us know about it, and they actually return each other’s clothes
or harry actually brings his dumb suitcase to nick’s house when he’s back from america and then abandons some of his clothes there
or maybe nick glances over to ian’s computer when he’s browsing dailymail, only to spot an article of clothing he very clearly recognizes and texts harry something like “hey styles… i want that sweater back”
or maybe whenever harry leaves, he writes nick a little bedside note saying “stole your red shirt… will bring it back, i promise!” and nick rolls his eyes and sends harry 10 threatening emojis but secretly smiles to himself like an idiot and then falls back onto the pillow that smells like harry????
idk what it is… there’s a million different ways you could think about how their clothes pass between them
AND EACH OF THEM IS HORRIBLE AND PAINFUL AND EXCITING IN EQUAL MEASURE
1. The umbrella, when it rains - niall even though he’s shorter. don’t be fulled by those beautiful arms, harry is actually a dumb noodle
2. The popcorn at the cinema - at first they both get their own because niall doesn’t share food but niall realizes after the second or third trip to the cinema it doesn’t matter because even if he has his own, harry still swipes at his, so they start buying the extra large popcorn and sharing. niall still gets to hold it though.
3.The baby, when it cries - harry because crying babies stress niall out. harry doesn’t mind though, he’s more than happy to deal with it.
4. The ice cream cone, when they share - niall again of course
5. The remote, when they sit down to watch a movie - harry because you know harry’s that guy who misses things in the middle of the movie and asks questions and niall’s found it’s just easier to let him rewind things and watch at his own pace than answer question after question of “who is that again”
6. The basket, when they go shopping - harry, but only because it gives niall
7. The door, on dates - definitely harry
8. The other’s hand, most often - BOTH
(but mostly harry)
9. Their breath, upon seeing the other on their wedding day - harry because of the two he’s the soppy hopeless romantic (there’s no denying niall’s a big ol softie at heart as well though, it’s just that harry shows it more openly)
10. The camera, when they take pictures together -
Hello Emma this is going to sound a bit dumb but is it actually true that Harry gave his first autograph to Louis and that he told Harry not to worry because he was going to be okay??? I thought people read that in a fic or something. This is actually real life?????
I don’t know that they’ve actually talked about an autograph, but Louis did get a picture taken with Harry and he did reassure him.
Louis said this in their book, “Dare To Dream:”
“I remembered Harry and Liam well, because I saw them and thought, “You’re definitely getting through.” I
had a photo taken with Harry because I knew he was going to be famous. I
even gave him a hug and told him not to worry because I knew he’d be