[ CONSTELLATION ]: as the pair lie down in a field and watch the stars overhead, the receiver turns to watch the sender gazing skywards, leading to them confronting their own feelings. @oferiised
The war was over, honestly it felt like a fever dream- Harry had never anticipated living this long; but he was here, alive- and with a whole future in front of him. He spent a lot of the time at the Burrow while contractors he'd hired out (since he didn't know anything about the subject) fixed up Grimmauld place. He liked the burrow- it was brilliant really, even if it was a bit noisy and all he really wanted was some peace and quiet....
But getting to spend time with Ginny? That had been a blessing, they hadn't had a chance to talk about anything after the war and now it seemed like they were dancing around the topic. In some ways it was easier- Harry had never been very good at talking about his feelings, and he had no idea where to even start.
Lying down in the field, green eyes stayed locked on the stars as he folded his arms over his abdomen. "They make you think, don't they? The stars?"











