henry nichols

there's no sunshine this impossible year only black days and sky grey and clouds full of fear and storms full of sorrow that won't disappear just typhoons and monsoons this impossible year twenty|| healer || cat mum || pureblood || extra

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lestrcnger:

“I live here. Clearly.” Randolph’s first instinct was to help the other but he knew it would be rebuffed. “You hate me, so no, that wasn’t my first thought.” As he began sipping on his drink, eying the other downing his own. “You sure you don’t want to slow down?”

“Hate is a big word, Lestrange,” Henry spoke up, with his usual eye roll. “I strongly dislike you and I don’t trust you and that’s different than hate. Anyway, sex wasn’t your first thought? Wow I really am repulsive,” he groaned and ordered himself another drink. “Why should I? If I get alcohol poisoning and die, would that suck that much?”

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fairchildpuff:

“Yes, Mylo.” Mercer really tried to bite back his smile, but fighting it only made it wider. “Yeah, his labradoodle is super cute! He’s going to come over so Allen can meet her–if that’s okay?” He added, wanting to be considerate even if he had already suggested it to Mylo. “You mean so Allen and Bubbles can have puppy dates.” He tried to clarify, even if his heart skipped with the thought. “Henry! That’s…Henry!” Face reddening, he couldn’t figure out a comeback. “Bubbles has no idea what you’re talking about, that doesn’t count.”

“Of course it’s okay! Bubbles needs to have friends!” Henry chirped and grinned at the way Mercer acted when he barely even mentioned Mylo. “What?” he asked, with an innocent smile and fluttering his lashes. “Tell me more, do you like him? Did he meet Bubbles? Did Bubbles like him? I mean, of course she’d like him, what’s not to like?”

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lestrcnger:

He’d gone to the bar to feel better. That’s where some of his best memories were. It’s where he’d met Lily. He’d just begun to flirt with the bartender when he heard an all too familiar voice. He’d barely opened his mouth to say something when Henry was ordering him another drink. Astounded, he made his way towards the other. “Erm… no I’m not. And I do believe I was here first. Thanks for the drink.”

“Yeah, I do believe you were here first... do you live here or what?” he asked as he tried to hop onto a bar stool but the tall stool proved to be a bigger enemy than tiny, drunk Henry anticipated. But he finally succeeded and looked at Randolph with a triumphant grin. “No problem. Just don’t think I did it because I want to fuck you,” he grumbled and drank the contents of his own glass in one go.

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fairchildpuff:

Mercer had yet to cook, but as soon as he heard Henry it reminded him to take a break to chat and make them something. He was pretty much done with homework anyway, so neatly put his notes and some books back in his bag and quickly cleaned up his desk before opening his room door to properly greet his mate. “Hi, hi! Bubbles has been waiting for you all day. I felt so bad I couldn’t play with her as much, I was stuck writing this assignment.” He briefly kneeled to pet the puppy because he still felt guilty, before going over to join the other. A question about food was on the tip of his tongue, before he finally noticed something was wrong. “…What?” He’d heard it, but didn’t understand. “That doesn’t make any sense.” The two were perfect for each other…but Henry couldn’t be mistaken, not with that look on his face. Mercer almost ran to the other’s room to prove that Grayson must be there, but decided his best friend was more important right now. He sat down and gently rubbed the other’s back. “Are you sure? Have you called him, or…” There had to be a reasonable explanation. “Did…did he break up with you?” He quietly asked, concern in his eyes as he stared.

None of that made sense and Henry knew that. He just wished this was just a dream, a terrible nightmare from which he’d wake up soon, in his own bed, cuddled with his cat and a puppy and a boyfriend too. But as much as he tried to wake up from this horror, he couldn’t because it was really happening. “I tried and nothing,” he spoke quietly and wrapped his arms around his knees and rested his forehead on top of them. Usually, he wasn’t alarmed when the other didn’t pick up or text back -- they both were so busy that there were days when they didn’t get a chance to see each other at all. But this time it just felt different and Henry couldn’t explain how did it feel different, it just didn’t feel right.  “And he just left... took all of his stuff and left. Not even a bloody text or any-anything. And... and Snapchat says he’s back in fucking Australia and he just...” he spoke in between the sobs, wiping the tears that he didn’t even know when they started falling, from his cheeks.

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fairchildpuff:

He nodded like it had been such a genius plan. “Albus helped me at the shelter and Mylo helped me pick out some necessities for her!” He grinned wide and proud. Henry was happy, he could see it in the smile and bright eyes. Mercer was used to Henry showing how he felt through expressions rather than words, and that was okay. Right now was enough and what he hoped to accomplish after that violent injury. “That’s true, but I still want to know!” In addition to Grayson, he had several friends in mind to meet the precious puppy. “Bubbles, I think that’s fitting.” Her tail excitedly wagged when she heard it, too. Mercer began to laugh because he loved the idea. “We’ll have Powerpuff Puppies!”

Henry’s head perked up at the mention of Mylo and a big grin appeared on his face. “Mylo, huh?” he nudged Mercer’s side. Of course he’d noticed how Mercer acted when someone even mentioned McLaggen and Henry just wanted his best mate to be happy. “Doesn’t he have a dog too? Now you can have puppy dates with him” he winked and turned to Bubbles. “Yes, Bubs! You’re gonna help Mercie get laid?” he asked with a grin and it only got him an excited answer from Bubbles.  

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“Mercie, I’m home!” Henry called out as soon as he got inside, immediately kneeling down to show Bubbles all his love and how much he missed her and accepting her puppy kisses with a grin. “I love you too, Bubs!” he chuckled and stood up only to take off his coat and shoes and then picked the puppy up and made his way to his room to get changed and join his best mate, wherever he was and whatever he was doing. Surprisingly in a good mood, he was ready to even watch Zootopia for the hundredth time if Mercer wanted to do that. “Fucking hell,” he cursed under his breath when he couldn’t find his favourite hoodie, which belonged to Grayson but Henry wore it more often anyway. And when he finally looked closer, he noticed that none of his boyfriend’s clothes were in the closet. He looked around, only to find that none of his stuff was there -- laptop, books and other personal items. it was all gone as if Grayson never lived there and at one point Henry wondered if he was even real. But he quickly shook his head because there must have been a reason for all of that. There must have been a note or an email or even a text explaining all of that, right? Right? He looked through his phone but there was a radio silence on Grayson’s end -- no texts, no calls, not even a snap. And once the realisation that he’s just gotten dumped got to him, Henry felt the wave of heat going through his body and he felt that he struggled for breath a little. He wasn’t even sure how to react, instead, he just made his way back to the living room and sat on the couch. Pale as a sheet, eyes wide, still in shock and even shaking a little. “Merce...” he spoke up and looked over at his mate. “Grayson’s gone and I don’t think he’s ever going to come back,” he uttered quietly, still wondering what did just happen.

@fairchildpuff 

[trashcanhenry]

Henry was a mess and that was not a secret. Nor was it a surprise. Who wouldn’t be a mess after they’ve gotten dumped without a single world? So there he was, in a bar not that away from his flat, already quite tipsy. He made his way towards the bar to order another drink when he spotted Randolph not too far away. “For fuck’s sake!” he groaned. “You’re following me on the Quidditch field, you’re following me here, are you stalking me or what, Lestrange?” he let out an exasperated sigh before ordering his drink at the bar. “And whatever the fuck he wants, it’s on me,” he added, pointing at Rand.

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fairchildpuff:

He bit his lip, really wanting his friend to be happy. Henry deserved some goodness. “I’m so glad.” The bright smile appeared easily once again, relieved that this was working out. He hugged his mate and pet the adorable bundle of fluff. “You’re welcome! I thought it was time we finally get a puppy. I’m so glad you didn’t catch on, a few people were in on it!” Beaming proudly, he loved watching Henry like this. The walls were down and grumpiness almost nonexistent. “You have to tell me what he says! She doesn’t have one yet, I thought maybe you’d like to name her?” Mercer was usually the one, but it was Henry’s time to have the honor.

“A few people, huh? Who?” Henry looked up at Mercer and grinned. “What was it? Like a super spy mission? Get Henry a puppy?” he added and he was just so happy and so grateful that he had no idea how to express that. but he never was good with words and he knew that Mercer knows it too. “Aw, we both know he’ll love her. Who wouldn’t?” he spoke softly and pressed a small kiss to her head. “Oh!” he exclaimed and looked straight into the puppy’s eyes. “Who do you look like, huh? How about Bubbles? Cute name for a cute puppy! And then we can get Blossom and Buttercup!” he grinned and looked up at Mercer, hoping he approves of the name choice.

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fairchildpuff:

Mercer had considered recording the moment, but was happy he didn’t. He was able to live the moment without distraction and felt the giddiness bubble up inside his chest. “And soft and cuddly.” And energetic, exactly the way he knew Henry would love and the way he probably needed. Mercer neared, but didn’t sit yet just so Henry could get to know her. His heart was melting at the sight and a smile was on his face, so big it kind of hurt. “…Do you like her?” So much time went into choosing the right puppy for his mate, who deserved the best. “Because she loves you. She loved you before she even met you.” And it already showed in the way she tried to climb his mate, giving excited kisses.

“Do I like her?” Henry sounded almost offended at the question. “Mercie, I love her with my whole heart!” he replied with a bright grin and got up, still holding the pup in his arms, and cuddled up to his best mate’s side. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Look at our little family growing!” he said and turned his attention back to her. “Yes, you’re our new baby, gorgeous!” he cooed and pressed a few more kisses to the top of her head. “Goodness, I can’t wait until Gray meets her too, he’s going to love her! What’s her name, Mercie?”

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fairchildpuff:

He rolled his eyes and groaned a little. “Henry!” He resisted the urge to toss one of the couch pillows at the other, even though his mate was only messing with him. “Because you’re already standing and you’re right there!” He gave an innocent pout, putting his hands together in a silent plea. Mercer immediately got to his feet when the other went to the room, hovering quietly and watching for a reaction. This was the moment he’d been waiting for and it took all his willpower to not bounce around on his feet or scream and shout. That, and he didn’t want to startle the puppy who was napping. “That’s your new baby.” He clarified, voice equally as soft. “She’s been so excited to meet you, I think she wore herself out.” He smiled, gently rubbing Henry’s back when he caught sight of tears. The only thing keeping him from being alarmed was knowing it wasn’t a bad type of crying. Henry was far softer than he appeared and this proved it. “Do you want to go say hi?” 

Henry just kept looking at the puppy and back at Mercer and back ar the puppy. Not able to believe what he was seeing and not able to believe how did he get so lucky to have such an amazing friend like Mercer in his life. “She’s so tiny and precious, Merce!” he whispered and sat down on the bed and reached his hand out to lightly pet her, not wanting to be too harsh and wake her up and scare her. But she did but as soon she opened her tiny eyes and saw Mercer and Henry and she got just so excited and jumping all over the bed and Henry’s smile just got even bigger as he caught her in his arms and letting her lick all over his face, giving him puppy kisses and he just giggled excitedly. “Merce I don’t even know what to say!” he chirped and kept petting her.

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text message | james --> henry

Jamie: hey babe

Jamie: i took some rlly good booty pics today

Henry: um

Henry: do you really think you can ghost me for a month and think that two bad quality dim light pics will make up for it? :/

[sickfake]

*copes with abandonment issues by leaving first*

[fairchildpuff-deactivated202102]

“Can you please get me my phone? I think I left it on your desk…or your bed–I was cleaning earlier.” He explained with an innocent smile. Mercer didn’t normally go into Henry’s room without permission, but it was the best excuse he could come up with. Little did his mate know a little, white fluffball would be waiting for him when he opened the door. It was a miracle she hadn’t yet barked or made any noise when Henry finally returned home. Hopefully she hadn’t chewed off the cute present bow he put on her. Mercer bit his lip to conceal any excitement, trying to remain as patient as possible. “Pleeeeease?”

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henry just wanted to come back home and go straight to bed and sleep for eternity — that’s how exhausted he was from a day full of classes and work. at the first moment he just wanted to ignore mercer’s words, treating them like white noise but from what he gathered, the hufflepuff was in his room. and henry kind of minded that but also he didn’t really have any secrets from his best friend. and it’s not like he was going through his stuff when henry’s not home. “oh damn mercie, i hope grayson didn’t forget to hide that harness and whips back to their place before he left for work,” he joked and stuck his tongue out. “why don’t you do it yourself, lazy?” he rolled his eyes playfully and made his way to his bedroom and looked around for mercer’s phone. and then he saw her. a beautiful, fluffy, maltese, sleeping soundly on his bed, with a bow wrapped around her neck and henry just stood there frozen, not wanting to wake up this sweet little creature. so he was just standing there with his eyes wide and filled up with tears (happy tears) and not really believing what he was seeing. “mercie?” he called out quietly. “did i miss something or is toodles a puppy now?”

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grayson-churchill:

‘probably. but i’ve got someone else to cuddle right now, don’t i?’ grayson pointed out as he squeezed into bed with henry happily wrapping his arms around him. ‘sure, okay. shut up, we’re finally on the same page.’ he dropped a kiss down to henry’s shoulder as they snuggled in and got warm and cozy. ‘no babe, school can wait. plus i’ll be ahead of you for a change. uh… you went out to buy soy milk and got stabbed and now you’re here. that’s all i know. but of course, i can lay and sleep with you.’

“i guess it’s time for toodles to grow up, we’re not gonna live forever to cuddle him every single night,” henry mumbled with a chuckle and snuggled in close and looked up at grayson. “oh but i’m pretty sure we were on the same page too when we hated each other when the other would get a better grade back in australia, same concept,” he mused with a grin and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “yeah, good luck with that. huh... does that mean i don’t have to do any grocery shopping ever again?” henry grinned but his little happy mood went away because he remembered that before all of that he was talking to mason. “i remember fighting with mason about soy and boobs before... oh boy, i hope he didn’t have a vision, he’s always a mess... but whatever, i bet he doesn’t even care i’m here, he made it clear he doesn’t even want to know me,” he mumbled and hid his head under the blanket.

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mascn-sawyer:

‘well give me some room to pig out!’ mason whined, pushing henry off him to sit beside him and chewed on the brownie he shoved into his mouth. ‘cocaine brownies are rocket science, stupid.’ mason began to laugh, no he really cackled when he looked over at rosie and zephyr doing the thing and henry screaming. ‘hey! don’t be mean! they look so cute doing it. they’re not demons, henry! i’d know if they were!’ but mason hugged henry still, rubbing his back soothingly. ‘you can’t let grayson win, he’ll talk so fast as a healer, no one will fucking understand him.’

“well, you clearly had all the room to pig out. when’s the last time you had a shower?” henry sniffed mason and let out an exaggerated whine. “go take a shower before i stab myself to death, please,” he spoke an grabbed a brownie for himself. “they’re not rocket science to mum, mas. she has them perfected,” he said and let out a tiny moan because damn, these cocaine brownies are just that good. “look at them and their weird knees, mason! wake up!” he clapped a couple of times in front of mason’s face and groaned. “no one fucking understands him anyway. i just start making out with him when i get lost and hope for the best. i bet i’ll start making out with him when he breaks up with me because i won’t get what is he saying to me.”

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what if grayson grew a pornstache too?

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Why do you run away from your problems?