harry paces back and forth in the library, waiting for lumiere to go and fetch belle. he fiddles with his hook and then with the hem of his shirt and then picks up a book from the shelf. anything to stop him from succumbing to the amount of nerves he feels. this was his first time being in the de bourbon castle alone but that wasn’t at all why he felt nervous. soon as the door opens, harry places the book back and gives belle a shy smile. ‘ belle, thank ye fur meetin’ me. ‘ ft. @heirthrones













