"Were you forced to work for the secret service?" I asked Harry while I spooned some cereal I made for myself. I wasn't going to put much effort into my food I was eating since I was lazy towards midday. The apple jacks had sufficed my needs for the time being.
"No," Harry answered me simply turning to face the window to the outside desert that was seemingly endless. The Australian landscape wasn't much but red sand and flat terrain that was slightly boring in the least. I knew there was beauty in everything but it was hard for me to find it here, I didn't want to be placed here in this record heat.
"So then, why?" My eyes traced over Harry's back, his muscles were slightly tensed from me asking these sort of questions. I had doubted anyone had ever asked them before or even cared to kno
