Imagine you’re laying on your bed with harry and he’s laying perpendicular to you and he’s resting his head on your stomach and the heat from his body is seeping through your clothes into your skin and neither of you are really talking but you’re both awake and just basking in the feeling of being together because you rarely get to just lay together so when you do it’s like there’s actual magic flowing through the air between you and you let your fingers comb gently through his hair and the strands are so soft as they slide through your fingers and you let your nails tickle lightly across his scalp and you hear him hum quietly cause it feels so good and he’s just so happy to have you there with him in the quiet of your own room in your own little world and his hand reaches up to grab the one of yours that isn’t tending to his head and he lets his fingers tangle with yours and they slide in and out of the spaces between your fingers and his thumb traces across your knuckles and his actions are slow and deliberate and you can’t imagine a time when you haven’t loved the way he plays with your hand cause he’s done that for as long as you can remember and it makes you feel so loved and needed and connected to him because even though you aren’t speaking you can feel it from him in the way he moves how much little things like spending time doing nothing together and just feeling each other means to him and you’re pretty sure you will never love anyone the way you love him sigh