Atlantis (Larry Stylinson AU)

Prologue

With his boxes taped and his bags packed, Harry was ready to go. He lifted his backpack onto his shoulders and ran a hand through his tangled curls before letting his eyes wander around the now empty room. The bed was stripped to only a mattress, the area where his desk was is now cleared along with his closet, and it feels as if it's a completely different room than the one he grew up in.

"Harry, are you ready to go?" Gemma calls up the stairs over the sound of shuffling feet belonging to the movers. Harry's head snaps to the door before he lifts the handle of his suitcase and rolls it into the hallway.

"Yes, I am! Tell Mother I'll be right down with the bags." He responds. He hears a muffled 'okay' before he begins dragging the bags down the stairs... he'll come back for the boxes.

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From his place in the backseat, Harry keeps his gaze outside of the window, taking in the fields and grassy plains that will surround his new home. Gemma breaks the silence up front, desperately trying to make conversation.

"So... Harry suggested this house, did he not? What's it look like?" Harry can't believe his sister hasn't heard of Grande Manor. Everybody in town knows about it, new rumors are made every day concerning it. When it was announced a family had bought it, people began talking. Wondering how a family could be so brave to even step inside the gates of the legendary property. When it was said to be the Styles family, all the children in Harry's grade went nuts, throwing questions at him and once a boy even admitted that he had prayed for him.

"Well, we're here now, so you can take a look for yourself. I found it quite beautiful when I came to look at it." Anne smiled.

Harry watched as his sister gazed outside of the window in complete awe. He was stunned at the beauty of the house when he first saw it too. Plenty of windows covered the three-story mansion, all covered in dark colored curtains. The window above the front door was the largest, though, and rounded at the top. When you walked up the step leading to the entrance you were greeted by a detailed wooden door, standing tall at eight feet. The landscape was gorgeous without the house to accent it. Dozens of bushes grown with flowers of all sorts, plants that are absolutely breath taking. Statues of animals and angels that were definitely worth the time it took to sculpt. To top it off, vines of plants and moss blanketed the house, making it look ancient but of beauty. Overall, it was hard to take your eyes off of it.

Anne smiled up at the house as she climbed out of the car to unlock the gate, letting out a large breath when the gates revealed the scene. She turned around to see both her children staring with glazed eyes and slacked jaws.

"Just wait until you see the inside." She said with a small smirk while climbing back into the car. Gemma bounced lightly in her seat, "Oh gosh, how exciting!" Yeah... how exciting. Harry thought as he watched the rope-bound swing on the tall tree sway back on forth.