This little ficlet was written to the song "Her Morning Elegance". I think in an AU Harry would find Tom incredibly elegant with out even trying.


It was honestly mornings like these Harry enjoyed the most. Ones that were filled with pleasant silences and familiar scents. He stood by the window watching the rain dribble down soaking the city below their apartment. He caught a glimpse of his lovers reflection. As usual Tom's striking blue eyes were glued to the pages of a book he had recently started while easily sipping his coffee. A smile tugged at the corners of Harry's lips pressing his own cup of hot chocolate to them. He could still feel Tom's lips on his own. Harry loved quiet mornings like this not because he was a quiet person- quite the contrary- they just reminded how much he loved Tom. He was simplistic elegance.