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This is perfect !! So well written !!💗💗

i’ve loved you for forever

summary: Harry attends his best friends wedding, only to end up running away with the bride.

warnings: angst & fluff

wc: 3k

inspired by anon. thank you so much for the inspiration. 💌

Harry stood behind the door of the bridal suite picking at his fingers in anticipation. Y/N was getting married today. His best friend since he was sixteen was finally getting her happily ever after. He recalls when he used to sneak out of the house as a teenager to go next door to hers, and talk in the treehouse she had.  

They used to speak in hushed whispers trying to be as quiet as possible, so they wouldn’t get caught. They talked about their future’s, and everything in between. Flash forward more than ten years later, and she was finally getting everything she had dreamed of. So knowing that her dreams are finally coming true, why couldn’t Harry find one part inside him that was happy for this special day? It’s actually wasn’t even a question for him. He knew exactly why.

He was head over heels in love with her.

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YALL WHEN I TELL YOU MY HEART IS SOARING I-

Cherubim

In which Harry isn’t all that grumpy anymore, and y/n is his heaven on Earth. Part 2. 

Ophanim - (part 1)

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When Harry wakes up, there’s a heavy weight on his chest.

He initially assumes that it’s Luna, his little kitty who has a special affinity for climbing onto him for a cuddle when he’s asleep. But whatever that’s resting on his chest right now is much larger than his petite kitten. And it doesn’t have his cat’s familiar smell.

No, this object smells sweeter; like springtime and flowers.

His eyes blink open, squinting against the illuminating sunlight as he tilts his head to look down at whatever’s on top of him. He’s greeted with the soft sight of y/n snuggled into his side, with her uninjured wing curled around his waist. Delicate feathers drape over his torso like a blanket— as if she were trying to shield him while they slept.

His arm instinctively pulls her closer, wrapping around her back so that she’s encased in his hold. Her head is resting on his chest, gently rising and falling with the steady rhythm of his breathing, and her eyes are fluttered shut, wrapping her mind in a gentle dreamland. 

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