#harryhooktm

❝O - oh! OH Harry! Hi!❞ Her arms were FILLED to the brim with books as the Fae girl left the library. The sun had already set, and she was all but FORCED out. Curfews and whatnot, you understand. Green eyes WIDENED as she nearly ran into the Pirate upon her exit, and the petite girl STUMBLED to keep a hold of all her books. ❝Oh wow. Okay ... GOT IT!❞

“You could join the sailing club,” Ben said. He danced his fingers on top of the pamphlets, looking at the titles before pulling over to a new one to check them over. “You might like it. The boats, open waters. You might have a leg up on a few of them, considering.”

   “ hell will freeze over and i'll be damned, before I take orders from any old man. ”

        color  her  amused  as  hell,   braids  flicked  over  her  shoulder  as  one  leg  crosses  the  other  &&  she  seems  to  be debating  between chiding  him,   &&  taking  the  offer.    gloved  hands  press  to  the  arms  of  the  chair,    in  a  smooth  movement  she’s  on  her  feet  &&  moving  over  to  him.    ❝ you  think  you’re  real  cute,   don’t  you  ? ❞   &&  he  is.    really,   he  is.   a  hand  reaches  out  to  bump  the  knuckle  of  her  index  finger  under  his  chin,   he’s  always  watching  her.   it’s  lovely.   his  gaze  never  leaves  her  when  she’s  in  the  room  &&  if  that  doesn’t  make  her  heart  feel  all  warm  &&  fuzzy.   without  another  word,   she’s  quick  to  hook  a  leg  over  his  &&  slip  into  his  lap  as  suggested.   arm  slipping  around  his  shoulders  as  she  adjusts  &&  perches  correctly  upon  him  so  that  she  can  gaze  down  at  him.     ❝ hm.   gotta  agree  now,   pretty  good  lap. ❞

“i see uma let you off your leash today. that was nice of her.”

         she swears,    he is going to be the death of her.    the very sentence chills her to the bone,    && her gaze flicks over him --- trying to locate any blood or cuts.     there’s blood on his shirt,    && the realization pins her heart in her throat,    distance between them closed in a hurry so she can settle her hands either side of his face && force him to look at her.     ❛ whose blood,   though ?    harry,   you have to tell me if it’s yours or someone elses.     before i have a heart attack,   please. ❜     there’s already tears in her eyes,    if it’s truly his blood -- she’s going to have a proper freak-out before she’s even able to help && that’s good for no one.

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