the double plaid fic

The first thing he notices is the bed, taking up most of the floor space in the room. It’s unmade and covered with pillows of all different shapes and sizes. The bedside table is littered with hairpins, and just for a second Harry allows himself to imagine Kit taking them out at night just before she goes to sleep, letter her hair fall loose around her face and blanket her cheek when she lies down. He thinks maybe he’d like to do that sometime, pull out her hairpins for her and run his hands through her hair, and the thought is so domestic and so unlike him that it makes him a little bit queasy.

Chapter 12 of The Double Plaid is now up on 1dff and tumblr!

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