What he means: I just spent ten hours on Pinterest going through memes. I was trying to find a good hair shade for a side character I’m never going to describe. I haven’t slept in three days and haven’t touched the document in a week. My search history is so fucked up I’m probably on a no fly list. I have read so many conspiracy theories I can’t remember what’s real. Time is an illusion. God is dead.
“Um, Malfoy,” Harry muttered. “What are you doing?” Baffled, he looked at the Slytherin, who didn’t seem to be concerned at all.
“I’m resting. I’m so tired,” Malfoy mumbled, eyelids fluttering shut. He did sound pretty sleepy. Harry blinked as Malfoy’s lips stretched into a soft, contented smile.
“Okay,” Harry said slowly. “But why are you resting on my lap?”
“Why not?” Malfoy replied. “Seems like a good place to me.”
Harry stiffened as Malfoy turned his head and snuggled into him. What was he playing at?
“Oi, Harry!” Harry looked up. Seamus had just entered the eighth year common room and was grinning at him. “Don’t you two look cosy,” he said with a wink. Harry blushed and tried to move his legs but Malfoy was just too heavy.
“I have no idea what’s going on,” Harry murmured. What had gotten into Malfoy?
“And then we have to get started on Transfiguration but first we have to- Oh!” Hermione stopped dead behind Seamus. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her, her studying schedule obviously forgotten. If only momentarily. Ron, who had seemed rather displeased with his girlfriend’s evening plans a second ago, suddenly had a weird glint in his eyes.
Harry watched his friends and was shocked when Hermione clutched her chest and put her other hand on Ron’s arm. He smiled at her and nodded.
“I thought something like this might happen,” he snickered.
“What?” Harry spluttered. When Pansy came into sight, a knowing grin on her face, Harry felt like they were all in on a joke he didn’t get. “Can somebody please tell me what is going on?”
“Shhhhh,” came from Harry’s lap. “Trying to sleep here, remember?”
Harry eyed Malfoy suspiciously. He had to admit, he might have reacted a little differently if they had been alone. It was a bit sudden, but he wasn’t all that opposed to Malfoy lying on his lap.
Harry’s eyes darted to his friends again when Hermione leaned over to Pansy and whispered something to her. Looking exasperated, Pansy nodded. Harry still wasn’t used to the fact that they were all getting along so well now. Pansy could be fun but, still, Harry was a bit wary around her.
He kept his eyes on her as Hermione strode over to him.
“Don’t be mad,” she told him. Harry frowned.
“What did you do?”
“Well…” She looked at him sheepishly. “It’s more what I didn’t do.”
Harry looked at her, puzzled. She leaned closer to him and dropped her voice to a whisper.
“I didn’t stop Pansy, when she stole something from Slughorn’s personal stores and put it into Malfoy’s tea this morning.”
Harry’s frown deepened.
“What did she put in his tea?”
Hermione bit her lip and put a hand on his shoulder.
“We just felt like he deserved a good day for once. He’s been through so much.” She gazed at Malfoy thoughtfully. “That’s not to say you haven’t been having a hard time, either,” she added hastily. “But Pansy thought you might… benefit from it as well. Seems like she was right.”
Harry looked between Malfoy and Hermione, not understanding what she was telling him. It must have shown on his face. Hermione sighed and shook her head.
“Felix Felicis, that’s what Pansy put in his drink.”
Harry’s mouth dropped open.
“That’s why he’s being so weird?”
“You were weird, too, when you took it in sixth year,” Hermione reminded him.
Yeah, Harry mused, it had been a strange experience. He had felt so happy and cheerful, like nothing could go wrong. And, somehow, he had known exactly what he had to do to get… to get what he wanted.
Harry’s eyes darted back to Malfoy, who was still smiling contentedly with his eyes closed. Harry wondered what would have happened if his friends had given him the potion, instead of Malfoy. He doubted things would have been this forward but, maybe, it would have had a similar outcome.
Ignoring the fact that everyone in the room was watching him, he slowly raised his hand and ran his fingers through Malfoy’s hair. The Slytherin let out a long sigh that made the corners of Harry’s mouth twitch.
As he sat there, stroking Malfoy’s hair and marvelling at the fluttery feeling in his stomach, Harry thought it was lucky he and Malfoy apparently wanted the same thing.
Reaction To Seeing Their S/O In A Bikini For The First Time
NCT L + Haechan
Taeil would stare at you, his lips feeling a bit dry. He would pretend as though he wasn’t affected though, trying to show his mature side, but he would still steal peaks at you when you weren’t looking though. *Stares*
Johnny would enjoy himself, but become a little awkward like Yuta, his actions almost mechanical, avoiding skinship because he would feel nervous about making you uncomfortable. “I mean- I can if you want…”
Taeyong would enjoy it at first, his thirsty eyes following your every move. He’d bite his lip, his intense gaze trailing over your form as he eye fucked you. However, he would get annoyed after awhile. He’d notice every guy’s stare, every whisper, and he’d demand you cover up some. “That guy keeps looking at you-”
Yuta would be a blushing mess, smiling cheekily as you sat down beside him. He might be a little awkward, stumbling over a couple of his words. He’d want to be a sleaze and gush over you, but he’d be mindful it was only the first time and would try to act gentlemanly. “I- umm- left it… You can use my towel!”
He’d be all smiles. He’d find you really charming, not only because of how hot you looked, but due to your tsundere nature of being shy due to being so revealing, but also haughty as he clearly was giving you confidence-boosting glances.
Doyoung would first giggle out of nervousness and excitement. He would then smile widely, coaxing you to come sit next to him. He would make a few remarks about your choice of swimwear. His giddy attention would only be focused on you and keeping you close. “You look good in that color-”
Ten would try to become more manly instantly, offering to do many things for you or take care of you. However, he would ultimately fail, becoming flustered easily and blushing. “I’ll apply sunscreen for you- on you, not on myself for you…”
Jaehyun wouldn’t be able to hide his sultry gaze as he watched you. He’d always stay close to you, wary of other guys. His hands would also always be on you, from little things like brushing hair from your face to wild actions like pulling you to sit on his lap. “Are you sure you’re not too hot?” *Winks*
Sicheng would be a bit awkward. He’d want to pay you several compliments, but would divert his gaze, he wouldn’t want to be caught staring. “I built you a sand castle-”
He’d be so tickled to see you in a way he never has before- He’d probably be a little embarrassed how much he was staring and how fast his heart was beating. “What is it?” *Whines and rolls over* “You’re too pretty-”
He never fails to make you laugh, even if he pretends to be a sleaze-bag. “You come here often?” He’d be so cheesy and flirty, it’d drive you mad and you’d both end up laughing. I think he’d be the type to be more handsy and touchy, itching to caress your soft skin each fleeting moment he could.
Mark would be so happy, his eyes glinting like a child’s. Like Doyoung, his attention would be focused on only you, ignoring the stares of other men. He would be hesitant about initiating skinship, but wouldn’t be able to help himself. “Babe~”
He’d have and overwhelming sense of pride fill his chest as he internally fawns over you. Boi would be a bit bashful. He’d be awkward with initiating skinship. “Ah- I must have saved a country in my past life…”