I'm so close to the end now!
This chapter is dedicated to totally.doctor.who, for guessing that this habit would be in the fic :)
Taking over Earth was all well and good, but he decided he needed a hobby. He figured that he may as well put his mind to some use.
And so he picked up the recorder.
It was just what he wanted in an instrument. It was portable – perfect for the man on the run. It reflected his (usually) happy mood. And it was easy to learn, which was important when you spent your days trying to take over the world.
Lucy, however, did not appreciate it as much as him.
"Harry, do you think you could put that thing down for one minute?" she asked one evening as they got into bed.
"No," he pouted. "If I want to play my recorder, I'll play it. I'll only put it down when I want to." He proceeded to play a little tune, and Lucy rolled her eyes.
"Honestly Harry, sometimes it seems like there are ten different people inside you," she commented.
He ceased playing.
I'm officially 18! Yay! And I've got Torchwood Series Two on DVD - the first episode was so good...
Reviews are loved, especially as this is almost finished.