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Harry woke up on a good morning. He dreamed of a beautiful house and a loving family. Last night, his mother promised him a delicious dinner, and she did it. Before he goes to bed, his Papa check under his bed and in the closet and told him that there are no monsters, he doesn’t understand why his Papa said that, but he doesn’t mind at all. Then Tom slept beside him and told him some stories until he falls asleep in his arms keeping him safe. Just as he was daydreaming, the door suddenly opened.
“Good morning, young master.” The three maids said.
Harry sits up and stared at them for a while, “Young master? You mean, Tom?” he flipped his blanket cover and searched for Tom, but he wasn’t there and look up at the three maids, “Oh, I’m sorry, but I don’t know where Tom is.”
They giggled at his remark, and he felt embarrassed, and the other maid came closer to him and helped him out of the bed.
“You are the young master, dear,” she pats his head.
“Me? I don’t live here, and I’m not part of their family.” He opened his arms and looked at them in confusion. It hurts to say that he doesn’t belong here or anywhere, but he must accept the reality that this is NOT his family.
“Oh really?” The other maid said, “Well then, what do you call young master’s parents?” She started to fix his bed while the other two maids began to strip him off to take a shower.
“I call them Mama and Papa.” He yelped as the other maid took off his pants.
“Then, they are your family, and they love you.” She smiled sweetly at him.
“Really?” he sounds hopeful.
“Yes!” the three cheerfully said.
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“Good morning, my love.” When Tom put the food on the table, he prepared breakfast for his beloved, whom he and his mother had argued earlier.
“Tom! Good morning,” Harry cheerfully greets his friend and then looked around looking for someone.”
“You’re looking for them?” Asked coldly, and Harry nodded at him.
“They have work to do and they kindly asked me to take care of you,” actually more like his parents threaten him if he did something to their innocent child. He just wants to kiss those delectable lips of his beloved without someone interrupts his moment.
“Is it just us?” Harry wanted to know what Tom was thinking, his expression looked funny, but he ignored it.
“Yes!” he felt victorious, “Let’s have a romantic date.” He reached Harry’s hand and held it lovingly.
Harry heard this ‘DATE’ from one of his classmates, and he was once looking at them who was having fun with the ‘DATE’ and wished that someone would ask him that.
“Okay, Tom I like that ‘date’” he nods at him, and it’s not that bad to at least experience it.
Tom wants to give Harry a sweet kiss, but it can wait until his beloved is ready. “Then, let’s finish our breakfast so we can have our date.”
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He was about to take his beloved to his room to be alone but was stopped by the servants, and told him that his parents order them to NOT to leave them alone together. The nerve of his parents to try to ruin his date with his beloved. He will take revenge one day, and he will make sure they will regret it.
“We can’t have a private time alone, dear,” he looks at his love “I'm sorry.”
Harry smiled at Tom, “It’s alright Tom, I’m glad you’re here with me” he grabbed Tom’s hand “I’m still nervous around here.”
“Don’t worry, my love,” he lovingly cradled his small face “I won’t leave you and go anywhere.” Harry stared at Tom for a moment and blushed, his heart skip for a moment and he doesn’t know why.
“Do you like reading, dear?” Tom asked him, which he received a shy nod “then, let’s go to the library.”
“You have a library in here?" Harry was amazed.
“Yes, we have various kinds of books in here.” He could see that his beloved was shaking with excitement.