Fics like The Night Sky is Changing Overhead

“Um, sorry, but I believe that’s actually mine,” Harry said a bit awkwardly, pointing at the cup. The man huffed, slightly narrowing his blue eyes, “Nope, large Americano, dash of cream.” He held the coffee up closer to Harry and honestly, Harry knew exactly what was in the cup because it was his coffee. “Right,” Harry slowly drawled out as if he was talking to a toddler, “Which would make that mine.” “Look, I really don’t have time for this, I’m running late. And this,” he said before he took a sip from the cup, “Is mine.” Harry’s jaw dropped and he held his hands out, failing them slightly, “Wha-you can’t just drink it!” “Well I did, so, do you still want it or can I be on my way?” The man challenged. Harry shook his head disbelievingly, “Take it, but for the record, it says Harry on it.” The man turned the cup around and a sharp laugh came out of his mouth, “Well, shit.” He looked at Harry, a smile stretched across his face as crinkles formed next to his eyes. “Thanks, Harry.”

Fics like The Night Sky is Changing Overhead

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