My mum was totally gobsmacked.
Her eyes were wide open, about the size of a saucer. Her mouth was even opened wider. She looked like she had just seen a ghost.
Harry walked further into the room with two pairs of eyes trailing his every movement. I was looking at him yeah but I couldn’t meet his eyes.
He stood by the foot of my bed and I could feel his eyes trail all over my body. I know he was probably checking to see what part was damaged and what part wasn’t but that couldn’t stop my body from burning and feeling hot all over.
He tilted his head to the side as if to get a better view of me all why still making eye contact.
“Who is he?.” She asked me.
“That’s Harry. He’s a friend from school.” If I wasn’t already looking at him I wouldn’t have noticed the slight shift in his exp
