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Theos POV!
The train.
Theo was getting on the train, the curly-haired boy searching for a wildly haired boy. He soon saw Harry, and jumped at him.
“Harry what was that yesterday Harry!”
Harry looked at him like he had zero clue in the world.
“What are you me-“
Oh.
“Yeah. So?”
Theo wanted an answer. He needed an answer.
“Theo please I really don’t mean anything by it-“
“C’mere.”
He patted his lap…!?
The Theodore Nott…offering to..comfort? Harry was so taking that one. I mean,it might not happen again!
Harry jumped into his lap.
“Oh you can’t believe how long I’ve wanted this.”
“You’ve..wanted this?”
Theo was..surprised to say the least. Harry…wanted him?
“Can we kiss?”
Theo sputtered.
“Harry what-“
He never finished his sentence because Harry was kissing him and god it felt amazing theos chapped lips again Harry’s oh so-soft ones. The two soon came down from that high, and sat next to each other, the hand holding beneath the seat as Draco set his stuff near the two. They smiled and were gushing messes; red faces and white knuckles against each other.