Progoloue

"I met him in the summer." I smiled, talking to the interviewer. I felt Harry's eyes on my back from the boxing ring.

"Did he chat you up?" The interviewer smiled.

"Actually no, I ran into him and dropped my ice cream on his chest." I laughed. "But he ended up blaming himself."

"Did he get digits?" The interviewer raised his eyebrows.

"He got some digits." I confirmed, blushing a little.

I remember the day like it was the back of my hand.

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