#prince hazza

[iamjustaholeforyousir]

There's just no gettin' through Without you

part 10 of Look What We Became

summary: the prince and the princess try to come on decent terms before taking big decisions, but not everything goes as planned

warning: description of an asthma attack (to my knowledge) mention of lying and cheating, brief mention of sex, violence (a little) agnst? fluff?

word count: 3000

minors DNI

part1 part2 part3 part4 part5 part6 part7 part8 part9 part10

When you open your eyes again, you see that the room is lit up by a lantern, As you try to shift around, you feel two very strong arms wrapped around your torso, and that is when you focus on the light breathing you could feel on the nape of your neck. You turn around in his hold, which causes him to wake up. “Hello,” you say, “Hello,” he says in a groggy voice with half-lidded eyes and a lazy smile. It made you giggle. “Are you laughing at me, princess?” he says, pouting. You nod your head, still laughing, and kiss his pout. “You know there are consequences to laughing at your husband.”  he says, and then he starts tickling you, and you squirm and shriek and laugh, trying to push his hands away, “Prince Harry! Stop!” you say, “why, do you not feel like laughing anymore?” He says, with a big smile on his face. he stopped his assault, and you both caught your breath, he was on top of you, again, legs on either side of your body, hands on your waist.

You both were looking into each other's eyes, as if you were lost in his green eyes, “mind telling me what happened during breakfast, princess.” he asks, softly, and you turn red, absolutely red, god how were you supposed to tell him, the thoughts you had were embarrassing, lewd, filthy! 

You look away from him, trying to hide your face in your pillow, he chuckles and leans down to kiss your collar bone, “fair enough.” he says and gets off the bed and starts wearing his dress shirt,  “are you upset?” you ask, getting bit scared, everything was going so good, and you just did not want ot ruin it. “What!? Why would i be upset?” he asked, while fixing his collar, you just cast your eyes down, buttoning his shirt he walks closer to the bed, “princess, i am honoured, and i am grateful, to you, for you have given me something so beautiful, you have made me feel incredible, and i hope i made you feel it too,” and you nod st him, “you have made me feel capable, you have satiated me, you have given me your trust, so no, i am not upset, in fact i am elated! I am so happy, you have no idea.” he then places a light kiss to your head, and stands up straight, “ and now, i must go down, it is time for me to be an avid reader, to show my wife, she is really hard to impress.” he says, “oh then you must hurry, wouldn't want to upset your beautiful wife would you now?” you giggle, laughing you quickly pecks your lips, before going out, leaving you alone with your thoughts. 

You were finally content with your married life, everything was going great, you both were talking to each other, it was all lovely, and he was touching you, in that way, and it all felt perfect. 

Harry was happy, more than happy. How could he not be, after so many days he was finally feeling good, feeling like a good person. Harry was not a hateful person, and he genuinely hated everything he had said to you before his marriage, he hated himself for it, and he didn't know what else to do. He wasn't being heard, so he made you listen, and he didn't know why he made you listen, but he did. But now he was sure he was going to make you feel heard, he was going to listen to you, like he did today, or at least he thought he listened to you today. Those moans, those whines, those gasps, oh the thought of it just did something to him. Never has he felt this with anyone else, never felt proud. With everyone else it used to feed his ego yes, but it never made him feel like he accomplished something, with you, he felt on top of the world, as if he had won at life. 

Walking down to the library, Harry was sure he would find a good romance novel, and share it with you, you were quite intelligent, and he knew you would appreciate a good book, even if it were about silly feelings and dramatic dialogues.

God you were such a boon in his life, he felt so alive finally. He finally felt so-

And his chain of thought was destroyed due to someone pulling him to the written play shelves. The audacity of this person, he thought, and then he noticed the hands, dainty, pale hands, on his arms, then he saw the back of the head, the open wavey hair flowing down, and then he took in the maid clothes, and oh he was furious now! How dare she! He jerked his arm away from hers, and she turned around, “did i not tell you stay away from me!” he almost shouts, “you are going against direct orders! I have no interest in speaking to you!”

“And who says I want to speak?” she says with a smirk on her face, but Harry was not amused by the audacity she had!

“Don't you think you have had your fun, kissing her in front of me, in the gardens, running after her, hm? Haven't you punished me enough? And i need you now, i really do, look at me, i haven't been able to sleep-” but harry interrupts her “does it really look as if i care? I told you stay away, didn't i? Don't want to see you around us, be grateful you are still working for the crown, after clear violations of orders that were clearly given to you.” he says and starts to walk away, when she grans his arm once again, “do you not like it, when i went against orders?” she says batting her eyes at him, which remind him of the times they used to sneak around, distracting her from her chores, he was so childish then, “like it? It is your job to follow orders! Now leave me alone, before i call the guards!” he says, she just pouts and pulls him closer, which he avoids, and pushes her away. “Why are you behaving this way, don't you love me? Hm?” 

“No! I don't! I despise you! You made me believe you loved me! And then you went and traded my love to punish me! You made me believe you were my everything! But in reality, you are nothing but a harlot!” he screams, as tears run down his face, and she takes his face in her hands, wiping the tears away, “I told you I am sorry, I tried talking to you, I love you, and I want to be with you, but you wouldn't listen!” she says, with a sympathetic look on her face, “everything was so good before her, it was just us.” she says, and harry continues to cry, “leave me be! Please! I don't want to ever see you! I loved you! I LOVED YOU! DO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS!? I WAS READY TO THROW MY MARRIAGE AWAY, AND JUST BECAUSE I DID NOT TOUCH YOU DID NOT GIVE YU THE RIGHT TO JUST GO FOR SOMEONE ELSE! YOU COMPARED ME TO HIM!?” he said sobbing even more, “you compared me to him, you are a horrible horrible woman! And you know what? You know? I am happier now than I ever was with you! All the lies you told, about being there for me forever! The second you got the chance you took it! You just wanted the crown! You- I-” Harry was getting breathless now, he always had some trouble with breathing, and this wasn't helping.

She held his face in place, looking more concerned now, but he did not want to see her face, her touch was not comforting anymore, instead it felt like he was being clawed by a bear, her voice wasn't soothing anymore, it sounded like a thousand crow just crowing at him, her scent felt smelt rotten now, he did not want to remember it, the things he claimed to love, were just an illusion that he was free of now. 

“Prince harry?”

 there, he heard, the most beautiful, angelic, nightangel voice ever, hiswife, his beautiful wife, but he just couldn't see her, god why couldn't he see her, oh he knows why, because this witch had her hands on him! And oh! Oh.. oh fuck!

“What are you doing?” he could hear the heartbreak in her voice, he could feel it in his whole body, as the sound of her voice traveled to his ears, he could feel the pain in his brain, and he wanted to scream, wanted to tell her it is not what she is thinking, but his lungs were not ready to corporate, his body was losing its strength, coughing, he put a hand to his chest, as he heard you call for the guards. He felt so pathetic, maybe he was pathetic, that is why Deborah went to William, that is why he could just never do it right with you, that is why he was a bad son to both his parents. Prince Harry was so pathetic.

You were waiting, rather anxiously to hear back from the medic, your husband was inside, and you had no idea what they were doing to him. You had decided to join him, in the library, but when you had reached, you could hear people talk, and what you saw, you just couldn't forget, he was with her, she was holding his face, she was there when your husband was mere seconds away from death, and you weren't, he went to her. 

What your purpose? If he just had to go to her? Everytime something went wrong?

You looked defeated, your eyes were red, you were a mess. 

“Princess.” you hear someone say, and you wanted it to be your husband so bad, you wanted it to be him god, you just wanted to talk to him, but it wasn't, fortunately for you, he was the second person you so desperately wanted to see, the medic.

“The prince is insatiable condition, now, if you would like to meet him.” he says, before bowing and leaving. 

Slowly walking in ,you see your husband, lying on your shared bed, looking out of the window, you clear your throat, and he looks towards you, and smiles but you don't. 

“How are you?” you ask

“I am much better now, come sit.” he says, patting the spot next to him,

“No, i am great here.” is all you say, and he frowns, “what is the matter?”

You take in a sharp breath, willing yourself to not cry, “i will never be enough for you.” you say, it wasn't a question, it was a statement. 

“I never said that-” 

“You didn't have to,” you say, “i hope you recover soon.” 

“I am recovered-” he says “wonderful then.” you say

“Princess?”

“You said that we should get to know each other,and were, and we were happy, weren't we? Where did i go wrong? What was the need to go to her, when in the morning you told me what a monster she is!? Were you lying to me? I don't understand!” and the waterworks started, god you felt so stupid, “i don't know what to do! You say something but you do something else! What am i to do!?” 

You wipe your tears, “princess listen to me-”

“Why should I? So you could tell me more lies? I am more than happy to avoid that!” calming down a bit you say “I shall find myself another chamber for the night, rest well, prince harry.” and you leave. On your way out the door, you collide with her and she just smiles at you, you look back to see Harry’s face, which had the classic frown, always the victim, always misunderstood. classic.

The first thing harry did after you left, was grab her by the hair, and slam her against the door, “WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?” she had no idea how furious he was, harry would never raise his hand on a woman, never, but this, this thing that he had his hands on, she was pure evil, “i only ever told her the truth!” she said, squinting from the pain, “DONT YOU FUCKING LIE TO ME!” he then threw her across the sofa, “i told her the truth i swear!” she was crying now, and if harry was still in that bubble, he would run to her, make her stop, but oh he saw red, “YOU RUINED ME AND NOW YOU COME AFTER MY MARRIAGE! YOU PATHETIC WHORE!” 

“HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT TO ME!” she screams, 

“I AM NOT ONE OT LIE!” he says, before opening the doors, grabbing her hair and dragging her out. 

“GUARDS! GET HER OUT OF HERE, OUT OF THE CASTLE, OUT OF THIS KINGDOM! I BANISH YOU! YOU HEAR ME! GET HER OUT OF MY SIGHT!”

She stared at him in disbelief, as the guards grab her arms, and escort her out.

Harry runs his hand through his curls, and runs the halls, searching for his wife. 

You on the other hand, were sitting on the garden bench, thinking about what she had said.

“You know, he always has loved me. You just came in the way. Every time he is with you, he feels suffocated, that is why he comes to me every night. After you heard our conversation, he wanted it to be a secret, but now that you know, I just wanted you to know what happened and why he hid it from you. But you are a girl and so am I, and I would also want to know if something like this was happening to me. I understand that you love him, but so do I, and he had chosen me. Chosen to love me. Please I hope that you understand. I really do. I know we aren't in an equal position, but I need to be honest with you. Because he wouldn't be.”

And you had remained completely stoic, what else were you to say, 

“Princess! What- are- you uh- ha- doing - out?” you heard his voice, he was panting, he shouldn't be running after what had happened.

“I- have been -huh- looking everywhere- for you.” 

“I would like it if you don't. I would like some time away from you. I don't want you to even try and talk to me, can you give me this?”

Turning your head to face him, you see the most heartbreaking site, you husband, in his beautiful cream coloured dress shirt, and dishevelled hair, sweating due to all that running, with tears brimming his eyes, trying his best to, not let the tears slip, his face contorting in pain and fear. 

He stood there staring at you, before slowly walking backwards, his shoulders were now deflated in defeat. Before he went in.

That was the last he heard from you. 

It had been a month, since harry had last heard from you, he had seen you around the castle, on numerous occasions, but that had also stopped about a few weeks ago, and in that month, harry had completely stopped taking care of himself, his hair had gown out a bit, he hasn't left his room, in the past two weeks, he did not dare to open the curtains, he had absolutely no idea of day or night, he would only eat half of his food and mst of the times, he would just sleep. And even then he would dream of, being by his side. How could you have impacted his life so much, he barely even knew you, but all he could think of was how you would laugh when he would say something mildly hilarious, how your lips would pout on their own when you were concentrating, how your eyebrows would furrow when you didn't understand a conversation, how you would cry when a character would die in a book. He missed you dearly. He had seen you, he was watchful. He loved watching you, and now he couldn't. He felt like he wanted to die.

until today, when a servant came to your chambers, “your highness, i believe you have received a letter.”

“Does it look like i care Bitward?” he says, sitting against his bed, he looked at the poor man, who looked awkward, not knowing what to do exactly, taking pity at the man, he says, “tell me who the sender is.” 

“I believe it is the princess, sir.” 

And that made him sit up straight faster than he could even think.

“Do you believe or are you certain?” 

“I am certain sir”

“Give it to me.”

He says, and he grabbed the letter out of the ,man’s hand like he was starved and was snatching food.

Dear prince harry,

I hope you are doing well.

I am writing this letter to you, to let you know I am at my parent’s castle, assuming your mother has not told you yet. A rather bad decision made by me, I was hoping you could come here and speak to my father, just to reassure him that everything is completely fine. He is desperately asking me the reason for my visit and I do not know what to say. You would be doing a huge favor to me, and I hope you would. I was also hoping you could take me back since I don't have a good reason to come back either. 

Regards,

Princess Y/n

She must be really upset to go back to her father, and harry wouldn't let her stay there another second. 

“Britward, tell them to prepare my carriage. Andsend someone to tend to me.” he says, frantically getting up.

He was going to get you back home.

A/N: okay okay, so, I know I gave a snippet, but the thing is, you will probably get that in the next part because I wanted to leave it at a cliffhanger of sorts. love you guys

stay safe❤️❤️

@strwbrrydaydreams @remuslupinwifee @inlikea-coolway @mypolicemanharryyy @sunshinemoonsposts @stilesissaved @novalunosising @sleutherclaw @dear-mylove @kiy0hime @rafaaoli @st-ev-ie @urmomsksjdjdjsj @lomlhstyles @love-letters-to-uranus @panicattheuc @grace-vega28 @inlovewithfictionalcharacters123 @natykn @ttkttt @missmielyhoran

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[practicalmagicintuitions]

Why is he so obsessed with the Wales kids?? Like seriously. He has no goodwill only jealousy in his eyes.

#brf #coronation #british royal fandom #prince harry #prince hazza #harkles #catherine princess of wales #prince of wales

[barbiefeminist]

Watched The Serpent Queen recently. I really liked it. Can not speak on accuracy. But! The poignancy of this quote.

#good king harry #prince hazza #prince harry #royals #royal #abolish the monarchy #the serpent queen #katherine de medici

[landing-safeheaven]

lyrics that changed my brain chemistry; hes

#landing space #landingspace #landing #moodboard #harry styles #hes aesthetic #love on tour #harry styles aesthetic #music moodboard #lyrics that changed my brain chemistry #spotify lyrics #hazza #hazza styles #prince hazza #h tour #styles #harry #beige aesthetic #beige theme #beige moodboard #desktop background #desktop computer #laptop #desktop aesthetic #aesthetic wallpaper #aesthetic #aestehtic #aestethic #aestheitcs #neutral colors

[concertaddicted]

One Direction in 2013

#one direction #1D #harry and niall #narry #liam payne #harry styles #louis tomilson #niall horan #zayn malik #concert #music #boyband #british #irish #prince hazza #hazza #tommo #payno #dj malik #nialler

[rockaesthetic]

Hazza 🥹💚

#my shuffles #wallpaper #one direction #harry edward styles #harry styles wallpaper #i love harry styles #harry styles #green aesthetic #prince hazza #hazza styles #HARRY FREAKING STYLES #ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS #New York baby always jacked up

[slutfortbsl]

:D :D

#harry styles #long hair harry #prince hair harry #hazza #larry stylinson #louis tomlinson #zayn malik #niall horan #your smile #my policeman #dont worry darling #emma corrin #david dawson #gay pride #dimple

[1darchives]

my lavender haze🌫

prince hair harry is quite underrated..

I usually do edit...thinking about posting them here, if they are good enough??!

#directioners #one direction #harry #harry styles #harries #hazza #harrys house #prince hair harry #harold #taylor swift #lavender haze #hs3 #midnights

[iamjustaholeforyousir]

Absolutely no rush but, can we get a sneak peek of the next part? ❤️

“Are you alright? Is there something in the food? Are you okay? Do you need the medic?” he asked frantically, and you just shook your head, coughing. “GUARDS! GUARDS! CALL THE MEDIC!” he screamed, but you put your hand on his shoulder, shaking your head, looking up at the ceiling, and then it slowly came to a halt. “Are you alright? Can you talk? Can you breathe?” he bombarded you with questions, you turned to face him, and you took his face in your hands, “I am alright, I just choked on my juice.” you say, laughing a bit. But he did not laugh. He simply stared at your face with so much concern, and as long as you stared at his face, you could see his eyes brimming with tears, your own expression changed to that of worry, “Prince-”

“Excuse me please.” he whispers and quickly gets up and leaves. 

You quickly stand up, bow to the queen and the king and run after him. He was walking fast, and you tried your best to walk at his pace, following him to your shared chambers, “what happened?” you ask him, as he sits on the bed, facing away from you. “Prince Harry, look at me,” you say, as you gently try to turn his face your way by putting your hand under his chin, “look at me, what happened?” After numerous attempts of getting him to face you, you cup his face and turn it your way, with more force. 

#arranged marriage #enemies to lovers #forced marriage #grumpy x sunshine #harry styles #harry styles smut #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry x y/n #harry styles x you #hazza styles #hazza #prince hazza #prince harry #perioddramacentral #royal au #harry styles angst #angst #light angst #slow burn #smut #smut fanfiction #harry styles fluff #female reader #fem reader #one direction #1d #18+ only

[mariih-mccall]

Boo 🦎

#louis tomlinson #louis #louis tomlinson cute #louis 1d #louis and harry #louis tomlinson collage #harry edward styles #harry styles #harry cute #harry icons #harry styles wallpaper #hazza styles #harry styles photos #hazzah #harry styles gif #harold #prince harry #harry styles beach #harry styles collage #larry headers #larry collage #larry stylinson edit #larry edit #larry fanfiction #larry is real #larry stylinson #larry shippers #larry fic #one direction

[mulderscully]

some first prince fics that rearranged my brain recently (for anon)

pictures of you (pictures of me)

alex keeps polaroids.

Good Hands

That urge again, to open his chest and beg Alex to crawl inside there. Henry curls his fists to try and resist it; Alex does what he’s been doing since day one. He touches, seeks, opens Henry up. When he laces their fingers together, what else can Henry do but let him, and cling on for dear life?

Spun Gold

Henry's been on a long trip, and Alex finds that he can't quite function without him.

The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door.

Alex drapes the towel through the refrigerator handle and leans his hip on the counter next to it. Folds his arms over his chest. “There is no chance you can go all weekend without sex.”

“Alex, it’s a weekend. I often went months at a time without having sex."

Alex grins. “Well, that’s before I came into your life. I’m like the gateway drug to sex addiction

a prince and a president

“Alex I’ve met your mum, lots of times in fact. You were there for most of them, remember?” Henry says, snapping Alex’s attention back to his phone.

Alex barks out a laugh at that because no, that’s not what happened at all.

“Baby that wasn’t my mom, that was the fucking President. And she met Prince Henry, not you, not my Henry.”

"Your Henry huh?”

“Yes, he has a dog with a stupid name, horrendous taste in pyjamas and the blandest collection of ties I’ve ever laid eyes on, but he’s aside from that he’s pretty fucking hot.”

L’Amour de Ma Vie

He studies his expressions like he'll be tested on them later, and he'll be damned if he misses a single question.

In other words, it's the Paris bed blooper.

AUs

Holding On and Letting Go

Alex hates his ex, Miguel, because he is a manipulative asshole, so he asks a stranger to pretend to be his boyfriend. It works out better than he thinks.

12 Year Starter

“Hazza, you poorly assembled toast rack,” Pez interrupts him, effectively stopping Henry in his tracks as he tries to untangle the absurdity of that description. “You are not cancelling your birthday dinner just because your – admittedly charming and extremely sexy – best friend can’t hop across the pond in quite as sprightly and timely a manner as we’d previously hoped. You shall go to the ball."

#fic rec #firstprince #rwrb #yeah it's all smut

[concertaddicted]

#one direction #louis tomlinson #liam payne #niall horan #niall james horan #harry styles #harry edward styles #prince hair harry #concert #1d #live music #hazza #british #zayn malik #take me home tour #5sos #lizzo #music #5 seconds of summer #5sauce #about damn time #ashton irwin #calum hood #cologne #lizzo about damn time #lizzobeeating

[theresthesnitch]

trick or treat 🎃

"Hazza, you're a mess," Sirus says, extracting Harry from the pumpkin guts that have reached far beyond the newspaper they spread on the kitchen floor. "It's a good thing that Moony and I have magic, or we'd never get you clean in time to trick or treat."

"Go trick-or-treat, Paddy!" Harry says, grabbing Sirius's shoulder with orange covered hands.

Sirius waves his wand and cleans Harry--and now himself--up from the pumpkin mess. "You got it, pumpkin pie. Let's get your costume on, huh?" Sirius turns his head back toward the rest of the house. "Moons, you got his costume, or do I need to come find it?"

"I got it, I got it," Remus says as he walks back in the room. "Just making sure it doesn't have wrinkles."

Sirius spins around with Harry in his arms, making the small boy laugh. He freezes when he sees Remus. "That's not Harry's costume."

Remus looks down at the bright pink tutu and crown in his hand. "Yeah it is. Princess ballerina, just like he asked for."

"Pincess ballina!" Harry yells, and he begins struggling in Sirius's arms. "Pincess ballina, pincess ballina, pincess ballina!" Harry calls over and over.

"Sh, Harry," Sirius says before just speaking over him. "No, he asked for a dinosaur. He's even been practicing his T Rex arms."

"Dinosaur!" Harry says. "Rawr!" he holds his arms close to his body.

"We don't have a dinosaur costume," Remus says, "because I bought him a princess ballerina costume, like he asked for."

"The dinosaur costume is hanging in his closet, because I bought it like he asked me too," Sirius says.

"Pincess ballina dinosaur!" Harry yells, throwing his hands up.

"Which one do you want to wear, Harry?" Remus asks while holding up his tutu. "Princess ballerina or dinosaur?"

"Yes!" Harry says. "Pincess ballina dinosaur."

Sirius and Remus look at each other blankly. "Both, I guess?" Sirius asks.

"I don't see how we have a choice now," Remus says.

That year, Harry wore a T Rex costume with a tutu and princess crown, and he was the best dressed Princes Ballerina Dinosaur anyone had ever seen.

Trick or Treat!

#snitch answers asks #trick or treat! #wolfstar #woflstar raises Harry

[tracingpatternswrites]

Today didn’t turn out quite how I planned but here is a thing. This is a combined effort for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt fortress and Sirius and Harry Saturday, written for the lovely lovely @impishtubist

“I’m the Prince and Moony is the King,” Harry says as he adjusts one of the pillows with his hands, and Sirius does not miss the smug twist to Moony’s grin at that.

“And what am I?” Sirius huffs, a little affronted. ”A distant cousin?”

“No,” Harry gives him a strange look, “you’re the Queen, Padfoot.”

Sirius hears Remus’ chortle, the muttered “Dunno how right you are about that one, Haz. Ow!”

Moony grabs his ankle where Sirius’ stinging hex hit him, a weak little thing that couldn’t even have been all that painful but Sirius still receives a glare from his husband.

They had spent most of the day building a fortress made out of pillows in the living room, held together by a bit of luck and quite a lot of magic. Now the three of them were were hiding behind one of the walls, Sirius and Remus with their wands and Harry with a chopstick left over from last night’s Chinese takeaway.

“NO, Padfoot!” Harry’s voice is admonishing, and the look he receives from his godson a little exasperated. “You’re supposed to be here!”

He points at a spot roughly an inch to the left of where Sirius is currently standing. He raises his brows at Remus’ amused expression, rolling his eyes in a way as if to say you just wait as he moves where Harry wants him.

“Sorry, Haz. My bad.”

“Hm,” Harry says, looking at him intently before he’s satisfied with his position, swirling around on the spot to face Remus instead. “And you’re here, Moony.”

Remus moves dutifully to the place he’s assigned, trying not to smile at Harry’s serious expression. Harry nods his approval before turning to face the room, head peaking up over the top of the wall of pillows in front of them.

“Er, Harry?” Sirius asks after a while, when Harry has been staring intently at the sofa on the other side of the room for a good two minutes. “What are we waiting for?”

“Shh,” Harry glares at him. “We’re waiting for the monsters!”

“Ah, yes, of course,” Sirius nods, trying his best not to smile.

”We’re waiting for the monsters to come and then we will fight them with our wands. We’re protecting the castle. Shh!” Harry stares at the sofa for a moment, body tensed, before he relaxes again, whispering. ”I thought I heard them.”

Sirius watches him fondly, focusing his attention back in the direction that Harry is looking in. Silence settles for a moment, and then…

”Oh no,” Remus’ voice is grave, serious, and Harry whips around to stare at him, eyes wide and voice barely over a whisper.

”What?”

”I think the Monsters are here, Haz,” Remus nods gravely but Sirius can see the hint of a smile behind his eyes as Harry sucks in a dramatic breath. ”It’s, yes…” Moony pretends to listen carefully, looking around them, ”oh no, Haz, it’s the tickling monster and I think– I think– I think it’s taken me over!”

”Noooo!” shrieks Harry in protest as Remus makes a move towards him, and he backs away until he he knocks against Sirius.

Remus follows, a helpless sort of expression on his face, ”I’m sorry Hazza, I can’t help it. It’s– it’s taken over now.”

Harry squawks as Remus dives for him, making a fruitless attempt to escape Moony’s long arms, shrieking in laughter as he’s hoisted into the air and flipped upside down.


”Noo–ooo,” he gasps, laughing delightedly as he writhes in Moony’s hold, clinging to his arms and legs kicking. ”Help, Padfoot!”

”I dunno, Haz I’m not sure I can beat the tickling monster,” Sirius teases as he watches them, chest expanding with the love he feels for the two of them as Moony easily throws the child into the air before catching him again.

”Mooo–oony,” Harry cries between fits of giggles, squirming out of his grip and throwing himself at Sirius instead, and Sirius catches him, finding himself with a five year old in his arms as he takes a step back to keep his balance. “Save me Padfoot!”

Remus grins, positively wolfishly as he closes in on them both and Sirius backs up against the wall of pillows behind them, still with Harry in his arms, the boy clinging to him, arms wrapped tightly around Sirius’ neck.

He doesn’t have a chance to reply properly before Remus is right there, and the three of them tumbles into the wall of pillows that comes down around them, the spell breaking, Harry twisting and squirming and laughing breathlessly between them.

Once they’ve worn themselves out, they lie gasping for breath in the pile of pillows, Harry fitted snuggly between himself and Remus, face flushed and eyes wet from tears of laughter.

“You ruined the castle, Moony,” says Harry as the twists himself around, Sirius smiling fondly at the loving expression on Remus’ face as he ruffles the boy’s hair.

“Sorry sprog, we’ll rebuild it,” Remus promises and Harry nods in satisfaction as he shuffles closer.

“Later,” he nods, heaving a satisfied little sigh.

“Later,” Sirius agrees with a soft smile.

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[the-empress-7]

So, the darling boy will be back like a flabby whining Terminator, and Andy's already back, apparently.

I'm hanging my last hopes of averting this unmitigated disaster on Meghan: can she Markle the prodigal's return by stubbornly remaining attached, claws and all, to the ginger idiot? She draped him in her silver jacket recently, she's not letting him go.

Seriously, she has nothing without him, no Instagram followers, no high end merch deals, half the squad will be going with him (Doria's back to remind the SS that M's black, but Hazza is still a prince, and can potentially Cinderella a squaddie, right? Keep the dream alive, sorry Megs). You hold on to him, Meg, I want to see Charles try and spin *your* triumphant return.

Charles apparently only take Harry back san Meghan. She is doing everything she can to not allow that to happen. She is not going to let him go.