#yeah it's a harvest moon hp crossover and toby's a werewolf

[spainkitty]

9 any HM couple and/or 73 with Evie and Tobes :D

I gotta do 73 first because LMFAO. I’ll do 9 after this in a new post. lol

Prompt Me Please!

73. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Something smelled nice. And it was really warm. The last thing Evie remembered, she’d been hiding out in one of the dungeon rooms trying to cast her super secretive Animagus project with Casey, Luke, and Candace. There’d been a swooping, mind-bendingly weird sensation that had started in her stomach and taken over her entire body, and then…

nothing.

Though, her heart was beating really erratic… or just really fast. Despite feeling lazy, warm, and oh so comfortable. She nuzzled into the softness- that was definitely pillow, maybe she’d made it back to her bed?- and breathed in deep the smell of pumpkin and… dog?

A door opening was followed by a surprised, wordless exclamation and the immediate slamming of a door.

“I thought I smelle- Evv- Tallesin?” stammered and choked out a male’s voice.

An embarrassingly familiar one that should not be in her dormitory. Evie sat up abruptly, eyes wild and already too fast heart beat palpitating even faster. The slid of sheets over her bare skin had her shrieked and diving back under, the gaping, wide-eyed, and tomato-red face of the Hufflepuff Seventh Year Toby Fischer burned into her retina.

“Ay Dios mio, pero- un libro said I keep mi clothes!!!” Evie wailed under of bedclothes and pillow she’d dived under. Her accent and grasp on English slipping in her humiliation.

“What- liburr-ro? A book!? Why are you- Is there a reason why you’re naked in my bed?!” Fischer wheezed, voice muffled by the heavy Hogwarts duvet.

“I can’t tell you!” Evie retorted desperately.

She barely caught the sound of him sighing and she peeked through a tiny crack of the blankets. He was leaning against his dorm door, face buried in his hands, head shaking back and forth as he muttered.

“T-Toby?” His head jerked up and she barely saw the flash of his wolf’s eyes before his face fell into the usual careful placid, eyes-half-lidded lines. “Por favor, could I lend- borrow your robes?” she asked timidly- very unlike herself and still rolling her r’s a little too hard.

He rushed to the foot of his bed, the trunk lid flying open on its own, and a spare set of robes all but leaping into his hands. Well, more like slapping over his chest and face and arms, but close enough. She stuck out her arm and grasped the robes he thrust towards her, face averted and face even redder- though not quite as red as hers, she was sure. In fact, she was probably blushing so hard it was actually visible on her tanned skin- a feat rarely seen on the Fuentes side of her family.

“Erm…” she said hesitantly. Fischer jumped, glancing towards her, just to turn away again so quickly his neck cracked. She winced in sympathy. “I-uh- need to change…”

“Ah- r-right, I’ll be… guarding the door. Not looking over at you. At all,” he vowed. He spun on his heel and stared at the door. Evie slipped from the bed and hurriedly pulled the long black robes over her head, thankfully she wasn’t inordinately tall, nor he short.

“Okay, I’m decent. Sorry, mate,” Evie muttered, tugging at the slightly too big robes and rubbing her toes against the thick rug on the floor.

Fischer slowly faced her and leaned back against the door again, arms crossed and eyebrows high. “So you showed up naked. In my room. Because of a book.”

Evie shrugged and grinned lopsidedly. “It’s Hogwarts?”

He facepalmed, then rubbed his hand over his face roughly. “No one saw you? Can’t you go back the way you came?”

“I…. I don’t remember…exactly…  AY DIOS MIO, CANDY! What if it happened to her, too! I’ll never forgive myself!” She rushed to the door, Toby just barely managing to throw himself out of the way as she barrelled past. She skidded to a stop, bare feet squeaking on the suddenly freezing cold tile outside the dorm. She ran back, jumped up to kiss his cheek, causing both of them to blush.

“If I’m ever in your bed naked again, I’ll remember how I got there,” she whispered cheekily. She raced off a second later, before she could really think about her promise, black and yellow robes snapping at her heels.

Fischer stared after her, shellshocked and open mouth curving up on one side incredulously and brows scrunched over the bridge of his nose, utterly baffled.