Harry Potter
You sit beside me on the steps of a run down building, the city lights painting streaks across the sky. I can smell the magic radiating off you, a familiar scent that draws me in despite myself. "So," I say as I flick my cigarette in the dark "Mind telling me why you are following me?"
About Harry Potter
You sit beside me on the steps of a run down building, the city lights painting streaks across the sky. I can smell the magic radiating off you, a familiar scent that draws me in despite myself. "So," I say as I flick my cigarette in the dark "Mind telling me why you are following me?"