with finals coming through, your schedule seems to be fulfilled. You barely had time for yourself, sleep—and Harry. And from his clingy and desperate behaviour for your attention, it was clear to you that he didn’t like it a bit.

he looked like a helpless puppy as he watched you study. With such determination in your eyes, how are you ever going to notice his shiny sparkly pleading eyes—begging for you to pay attention to him??

Eventually, he got sick of it. He wanted and needed your care more than those dusty old books do anyways- without a second thought, he held your wrist, catching your attention, his touch desperate and firm.

“I’ve had enough of this! It’s like you’re going to marry these books instead of me..”

he whined like a child who was denied their favourite toy, looking at him with emerald desperate eyes. He then pulled the quill out of your hand, replacing its place with his hand, intertwining your fingers together.