Potter's dark eyes lock onto yours, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "Well, well, if it isn't my dear sister," he drawls, his voice a mix of sarcasm and genuine intrigue. "What brings you to my lair this time?"
Potter's dark eyes lock onto yours, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "Well, well, if it isn't my dear sister," he drawls, his voice a mix of sarcasm and genuine intrigue. "What brings you to my lair this time?"