Harry's POV
I woke up with a raging headache. A little groan of pain left my mouth. I looked around the room. The first thing that I noticed was that I wasn't in my room. I was confused at first but then I remembered what had happened the night before.
My cheeks turned red immediately. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They literally had to carry me to their bed and cuddle me in order for me to calm down. I hope they don't think less of me now.
I laid in the very comfortable and soft bed for a few more minutes, just drowning in self-pity until I decided it was time for me to get up.
I then realized that it was my first time in their bedroom so I decided to really look around.
Their room was very nice. It was in mostly dark colors but still had kind of a homey vibe to it. And I gotta admit that I was absolutely obsessed with how the room smelled.
At first I thought they had just burned some scented candles but when I didn't see any, I realized that the room just smelled like them.
It smelled like the perfect combination of sweet and a little bit masculine. Like vanilla and pine, I think.
I figured since I was alone in the room I could also snoop around a little bit. At first I checked the bathroom. How is every room in this house like something out of a magazine?
How do they even use that bath? I'm pretty certain that if I ever tried to take a bath there, I'd slip on the stairs.
I always thought that mummy and I were rich but this house is a whole new level of rich. But hey, did I really expect less from multimillionaires?
I was kind of nervous to look into their closet but in the end my curiosity got the best of me. I opened the door and almost gasped. What in the world do they do with all these clothes?
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Little Darling {zourry}
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