au. harry has a humming under his skin that makes him glow. (harry’s verse of string theory)
“Nothing mate, but you’re glowing,” he smirks before they turn into the tunnel, shadows wash over them.
Harry looks down at his hands, at his whole body, and sure enough he is. The silver hue glazes over his figure like stardust and the blue flecks like baby stars, waiting to expand and become homes to planets.