I was gonna post this tomorrow but as I'm bored I decided to update now :)Harry's P.O.V
You know those sappy fairy tales,when the princess gets kidnapped and the prince has to save her? Well it feels like that now. Except the princess didn't get kidnapped she ran off,and there is no Prince, but a VK. Ok,so maybe that was the wrong association. But either way,it does. Funny thing is, I'm not a sappy- Love -Guy. I love breaking hearts (boy or girl might I add). Either way,I'm still doing this. And whats made it harder,is that it began raining. Fairy Tale crap if I've ever seen it. I finally see her,and can hear her crying. I slow down,deciding not scare the poor girl. She stops at a cottage...I've been here before...Oh yeah. We found the blonde freak in the cupboard. Dunno why nobody else laughed, seemed pretty funny to me. They have no sense of humour. She stares at the door for a while,as if she was expecting something. Finally, she opens the door and goes inside. By now,it's raining hard. I make a quick run for the window,peering inside to see her snuggling up into a blanket. It feels weird. How I actually thinks she looks gorgeous. Oh for Hades' Sake,Auradon has made me soft already! So I decide I might as well get in. Why not? So I tap on the glass until her tear stained face looks up,begore she rushed and unlocks the door.
"Can I come in,Lass?" I ask,staring at her muddy dress. She stumbles for words. I don't take offense. If I did take offense,I wouldn't be who I was,now would I?
"Uhhh, yeah sure. Come in." And so I do.
