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Summary
"Wh—Nott! Let go of me—" Theo shushed the Gryffindor in his arms, possessive, tight grip never faltering once. He would almost feel bad for the Potter heir if it wasn't just hugging.
Harry squirmed in the Slytherin's hold, struggling to breathe. He started to feel incredibly light-headed, as his eyelids started to feel heavy as Nott continued to hold him—almost cradle, if he thought about it. Still, Harry tried to get out of this scary as hell situation.
"Let go mphh—of-me—" He practically slurred, the taller boy's hand muffling his words. Theo looked at Potter, and loosened his grip, only to breathe in the scent of the Gryffindor's jet-black hair.
The Boy-Who-Lived tried to squirm away from the Nott's neck, but it was futile. His scent was so nice..
Harry fell asleep.
Series
- Part 5 of ✧ HP One-Shots