Bewitched, body and soul || Darcy and Harriet
Harriet had been staying with Mr Darcy. Charming, Handsome, Witty Mr Darcy. She found herself enjoying his company more and more each day, and as time went on she was starting to feel like these feelings were... real.
She had been reading in her room- a room far larger than she had deserved, but Mr Darcy insisted it was an average size guest room. She had just finished her chapter when she heard something from downstairs. It was most likely Darcy getting in, seeing as there was rarely anyone else making noise in the house at this time.
Harriet put her book down and made her way downstairs, smiling as she saw Darcy. "Hello," She greeted with a warm smile.












