The Boyfriend

"I like the trees here," Harry said. "They keep my wrackspurts away." It was twilight, and he wasn't wearing any shoes. "You can stay at my place," Charlie said. This is a truly wholesome fic, inspired by FalconLux's "The Boyfriend," hctiB-notsoB's "I See The Moon," and The Carnivorous Muffin's "Painting Red Madonnas." MoD!Harry, Neurodivergence.