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Sarra pointed at a pair of red underwear. Harry's eyes immediately widened and almost popped out of place. His hands went straight to Sarra's body and tickled her. "Before you go, I will lock you up!" Hahaha hahaha Sarra couldn't hide her laughter because Harry's exasperated attitude kept tickling her. There is no choice but to go shopping. Harry had gotten ready while Sarra was still wrapped in blankets on the bed. "Don't forget the underwear! Hihi!" Sarra chuckled at the thought while Harry just chuckled and left.

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

I asked loudly, still looking frustrated. "Your....never mind." Harry said, diverting his eyes back to his eggs. And yet again, his eyes couldn't get off my ass. "Fuck El, I can see your ass." He spat out. He almost looked like he was burning up. He tried to focus back to what he was doing but I was distracting him with all this. "What?" I said feeling a lot more frustrated. "Seriously, your ass." He said again. I thought he was teasing me again so I had to clear my doubt by raising my hands up in the air and checking if my buttocks were actually visible.

he asked again, grabbing my attention. “What if I win? What will I get from this?” I asked back. He sat back comfortably and looked at me intently as if I amused him. He then shrugged his shoulders “Your call. Do anything you want with me; I don’t really care” he said *** Like what I was saying, these guys presence is enough to make the atmosphere in such a low spirit. I wonder if this was what Harry Potter felt when there were dementors around him? And it sucks to think that my thoughts are a mess right now especially when I am usually the one who can’t be swayed by a mere presence.

Storm asked boredly. "Trash." They all said and I agreed. "That shit is so overrated bro." Tyler said and I nodded in agreement. "Gas or trash Harry Potter?" Tyler asked in distaste. "Gas." Cole and I said while everyone else said trash. "Bro Harry Potter?" Tyler asked Cole. "Harry Potter is elite. Liv changed my mind, honestly." He said and I smiled at him. "When?" Griff asked in confusion. "That shit's just as overrated as Wednesday." Griff said tiredly.

"Harry, has it occurred to you that maybe it's because you're ugly?" This time, Harry was in disbelief. Him? Ugly? He responded, "Hector, if you don't need your eyes anymore, please donate them to someone who does. Look at me. I'm dashing and charming!"

Harry was doing more of chugging down the liquids than sipping them and he looks so sexy doing that with his hair looking shiny, dark and moist, some strands falling carelessly down the side of his handsome face. He gently flicked my chin and I gave him a playful frown, shaking my head. "Harry" I called in a warning tone, telling him to stop. "Ooookaaayyy" He dragged the word, a smile at the side of his lips. I do not trust that smile. Soon, I felt a touch at my side that tickled me and caused an involuntary giggle from me. "Harry, behave" A grin spread across his face "I'm trying, baby. I'm trying" He drank from his cup "I think I'm a little tipsy....you know?"

Love is like a fart, if you have to force it, it’s probably crap – LinsPoetry. ~ Eric put on his slippers and left his backpack with the maid before he entered the mansion. Harry didn’t say a word and headed to his room. No one looked confused or surprised, and Eric guessed that this must happen a lot. Harry looked like the kind of guy who wouldn’t let anyone speak to him and the type of guy who would always get into fights and make everyone worried about him.

What the fuck happened to that? “B-but –!” he spluttered, “We match!” “No, you don't. You two looked like you're going to a fucking funeral with all that black like it was some inside joke and it's not even funny!” Harry complained, tossing a dark blue hoodie his way, “Wear this instead and look like Jack Frost!” He grunted, “Why do I have to look like Jack Frost?” “Well, duh!” Harry stuck his tongue out, “Because he’s hot!”