~ Chapter Seven ~
"I can not believe I just did that.. how could I do that in a court full of people, esspecially in front of him.."
Rachel made her way forward through the tangle of people with the dark haired attorney in suit behind her as she knocked timidly at the chamber door, glancing angrily over her shoulder.
"Well?"
"Well what Miss Smacksalot?"
"You deserved it, for saying I was oogling you know who."
Rolling her eyes she reached forward to open the door gasping as he gently pushed her through the entrance, looking pentuant as Harry cast a disapproving look over the pair.
"C'mon in you two.."
The door was closed as the two shuffled in, coming to stand infront of the large desk in the center of the room, sighing quietly the blonde judge smiled weakly.
"I'm very disappointed in your behavior, Miss Miller, that was incredibly unlike you."
"And I'm sorry, really I am, I apologize for my temper and ...sort of for hitting Mr. Potato-Head over here."
She bit her lower lip thoughtfully, swallowing nervously, watching Harry's face as he gazed over her thoughtfully before looking to Dan exhaling deeply.
"Care to tell me just what possesed you to hit with your clipboard?"
The once thoughtful look was replaced with a tense one as she lowered her eyes, coughing nervously as she shook her head.
"Your honor, I'll gladly tell you what happened, little Miss Bruce Lee, here, seemed distracted, so, I being the caring person that I am asked why.."
"And you forgot to mention you accused me of oogling."
She muttered softly she folded her arms as he continued, pursing his lips haughtily.
"I simply asked if she was oogling a certian someone..and if she had a crush on that certian someone...and then.. she hit me!"
A playful grin crossed Harry's face as he rested his chin against his knuckles.
"Care to tell me whom?"