You wake up cuddled into your boyfriend, none other than the Chosen One himself, Harry Potter in his dorm room having snuck in earlier that night. Slowly you realise, today is the last day of term and tomorrow, you will have to go home and Harry will have to go back to the Dursleys. You look up at his sleeping face as the light bleeds through a crack in the curtain and can’t help but admire how good he looks without his glasses on.