Status: it's been in my head(and my journal) for a while

I'll Steal You

// listen //

“Do you know her, Harry?” Harry looked up and realized it was his mother who asked. She tilted her head and waited for a response. Remembering something that had happened not too long ago, a smirk crept on his face. He chuckled mysteriously which made his parents and Mr. Endicott look at him confused.

“Yes, I have her for a couple classes.”

Of course, that wasn't the absolute real reason why he knew her.