La Nozze di Figaro
The title doesn't belong to Mozart, sorry for saying that.
Chapter 2 " James a man? Please!"
Days passed by with not many surprises. Sirius had come back from the hospital wing after two days, but hadn't been mad at James though he got the chance to miss school…and homework.
Students were concentrating on their homework, fifth years on their upcoming O.L.W,s and seventh years on their N.E.WT;s. Everyone thought that this year was even more harder than the previously, specially when the new Professor Against Dark Arts, Percillia Maravilloyi ( a female teacher who really looked like a foxy lady in all boys opinion) gave the fifth years a homework to write ten parchments full of how to behave around black elves. Quidditch practises were also hard and strenuous as always, but James Potter really didn't care though he loved it by every second. He was a seeker, and in many eyes the best seeker Hogwarts ever seen.
One day, in the middle of October, James came back from a hard practice with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Harrieta Folmar( a sixth year), Cherry Mose ( a seventh year), Hans Anderseen( a fifth year) and Ola Rosán the Quidditch captain and a seventh year, all dirty and sweating. It had been raining outside.
Lily Evans sat by the fireplace and looked up from her book "Follow Magic through Times", by Elmina Motrol, when hearing James's voice, entering the room: "The best practice ever, if I may say so!", followed by a few yes.
All sweaty, James slumped on the sofa in front of Lily, brushing away a bit mud from his forehead." Wouldn't surprise me if we beat Slythering with six hundred points on Friday", he continued, placing his feet on the small table.
"If you catch the snitch after we scored four hundred fifty points, which wouldn't surprise me if you did", Harrieta Folmar smiled sweetly, showing her perfect teeth, caressing James's wildly hair, as James smiled.
Lily rolled her eyes.
"I would want to see Snape's long face on our victory day when we at the end of the year win the house cup thanks to our magnificence performance on the quidditch cup. I can almost picture him standing there dumbstruck and ugly as always."
"As if you look any better Potter", snapped Lily returning to her book.
"Ouch, that really hurt Evans", James said bringing his hand to his heart with a face of pain" Go and eat grass"
"Ha, as if I would!", Lily responded.
"No, but you could give me the pleasure", said James in an oily voice.
"By Merlin's beard! Don't you ever stop fighting?", Harrieta added, sitting next to James.
"And don't you ever stop flirting?", Lily said shortly, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, already jealous Evans?", James snorted, intentionally bringing Harrietta closer him, placing his hand on her shoulder, making her blush.
"Bug off Potter. Instead of flying in a stupid broom and snogging I do much more important things such as studying. See that as an example."
"Wait a minute", James said, standing up and leaving Harrieta, who did not look so pleased, approaching Lily who was only a few feet away from him." So you are telling me, James Potter to study on a Saturday?", he said with an evil grin on his face, leaning over Lily.
"Back off Potter", Lily said tentative as James leaned closer and closer, so he only was a few inches from her face" I warn you."
"Oh, and what would you do if I don't", he laughed, his breath on her face.
"I'll hex you", Lily said sternly.
"You wouldn't dare! Remember what Professor McGonagall said."
Lily was quiet.
"See you don't dare too…"
But James shouldn't had said that cause the next second, there were growing roots from his ears and nose.
Pushing away a choked James, Lily stood up, with a tight grip on her book, and hissed:
And I guess that you don't dare to say this to the Professor cause then you won't be seeing yourself holding the house cup on your victory day."
And with that, she ran away upstairs the spiral formed staircase to the girls' dormitory with her red hair flying after her, leaving James Potter very dumbstruck, with flourishing roots now to his knees.
But no one noticed this except Sirius and Remus who were by one of the green sofas, laughing, and Harrietta who only snorted and walked away to a pair of sixth years boys who were playing wizard chess.
"You should go to the hospital wing James", giggled Remus, sitting down at the spot were Lily had been sitting before.
Sirius approached James, clapping his shoulder.
"I think she likes you James", he said, before bursting out in laugh.
"Oh, shut up Sirius." James snorted, holding up the now heavy roots with a few red flowers, that were stuck to his ears and nose, to not triple over them as he walked out of the Gryffendor common room towards the hospital wing.
* * *
"You should treat James better Lily", Maya Devi, a dark-haired pretty girl with many brown curls, said to Lily while Lily was brushing her long and red hair in front of the mirror next to her bed.
"And why should I do that?", asked Lily, concentrating on her entangled hair as she tried to comb it ( the mirror saying:" Forget it young lady!").
"Do you know what James has transformed into this term?" said Penny Flopheart, approaching the two girls with her night gown on."
"Yeah. An even more irritating person and don't forget a spoiled git. Have known it since the first day I stepped into this school.", answered Lily suspecting where this conversation was leading to. She sighed, mumbling "I hate my hair", as she gazed hopeless at it.
" NO, NO, NO you got it all wrong Lily!" Maya Devi said with a dreaming expression." He is one of the most handsomest man in this school."
"Man", snorted Lily. "Please."
" Well ok, he can be a bit silly sometimes, specially when beeing with Sirius Black. BUT you cannot deny his attractive features", Penny sighed, taking a deep breath.
"Sure, if you like dating one who looks like a dog and acts like one, but with glasses", said Lily, laughing a bit of her own joke.
"Oh, but come on Lily", Lindsay Hoppletant said when hearing the girls conversation, flopping on her bed with pink sheets.
"Yeah Lily! Have you ever really looked at him? And I really mean with L.O.O.K.E.D at him?", Penny asked.
"No, I can't even think of him without having the feeling of wanting to go to the bathroom."
"Oh James!", Penny sighed, ignoring what Lily just said." Raven black hair ( "That looks like he never in his life has touched it with a comb", mumbled Lily), profound dark, large eyes( " Too large actually and they are certainly not THAT dark", protested Lily), tall ( "Come on Sirius is as tall as him"), rather muscular(" You mean skinny"), wonderful smile( a smile that gives you the creeps"), oh my dream man!"
"Oh, and don't forget charming", Lindsay added.
"You are totally right", began Maya Devi "Haven't you all imagined him, taking you in his arms, brushing away a strand of hair, looking deeply into your eyes, leaning over closer and closer…"
All three girls, except Lily, giggled uncontrollable.
"Please, I've just eaten", Lily said instead, flopping on her bed, giving up her entangled flop of hair, holding her hands over her stomach.
"You say that now Lily, but wait until you really notice him", Maya Devi said, with closed eyes and a silly smile on her lips.
"I bet that he likes you Lily", said Lindsay suddenly, turning over, now lying on her stomach, looking at Lily." Why else would he always tease you, AND only you?"
"Oh, Oh, Oh you are sooo right!", added Penny" But, then you must also like him Lily, cause why else would you always hack on him?" Penny asked , standing up.
Lily looked at all three girls who now had their eyes on her, waiting for her answer.
"Please. You don't really think that?"
All three nodded.
"I hack on Sirius too, and Remus and Peter and…"
"Yeah", Maya Devi said, thoughtful "…but not as much as you fight with James."
Lily sighed.
"It's because he's more annoying than the others!"
The three of them looked doubtful.
"I can say this, if I EVER get together with James I would name my future son or daughter…em let me think now…oh I know, Harry or Harriloa, WHICH would be never"
"Harriloa and Harry?", Penny said, looking confused.
"I think that Harry is kind of a cute name", Maya Devi said, tasting the name "But Harriloa, nah."
"Oh, imagine this!", Lindsay said exited" Raven black hair like James's and emerald, shining green eyes like your Lily!"
All three nodded of agreement, with huge grins on their faces.
Lilly rolled her eyes.
"Ok, imagine this: Stuck up, selfish and brainless as James", Lily said with a twisted smiled as she covered herself with her red sheets.
"But James isn't selfish, stuck up and certainly not brainless!" protested Penny" He is one of the smartest boys in school!"
"I think that he will take you to the ball Lily, you know the Yule Ball"
"I rather go with slimy Serverous Snape than going with him." Yawned Lily, now closing her eyes trying to sleep.
"Yule Ball!", shrieked Lindsay " Is there going to be a Yule Ball this year! Where have you…"
But what she said next, Lily couldn't hear though she slowly felt herself slipping into a dream. With a smile she thought of James with roots hanging from his face, and before she could prevent it, a picture of a young and skinny boy , with raven black, wildly hair, glasses and blazing green eyes appeared in her mind. Without realising she whispered Harry, before dozing off into a dream where James had four feet and three eyes, ignorant that she would not remember this next morning and ever again.
* * *
"Potter and Evans!", said Professor McGonagall at the end of the Transfiguration lesson, on Monday morning.
James gathered his books, rubbing his hand though it for four minutes ago had been attacked by Peter's Guinea pig with pointing needles which was suppose to become from a needle to a rat, walking to Professor McGonagall's desk with Lily now also standing there.
" So how is everything going?", Professor McGonagall asked, looking from one another.
Lily glanced and James, wondering if he would tell her about the "roots".
"Everything is going splendid", said James instead, smiling.
Lily breathed out.
"Good. Cause I heard from Madam Pomprey about your "incident" on Saturday", Professor McGonagall said suspiciously.
"Oh, that was a silly mistake from Sirius. It was nothing really."
"Are you sure, cause as far as I know, that was a rather difficult charm and Sirius has barely
passed that subject".
"Er…he got help from Remus actually. You know them…always helping eachother", he said quickly, starting to sound very nervous.
Silence, so silent that Lily could even hear the shouts of the first years who were having their fifth flying lesson with Madam Hooch as the teacher, in the quidditch pitch.
Lily felt like an experimental rat beeing under watch as she felt Professor McGonagall's eyes observing her, as if her appearance would give them in.
"I'll have to trust you", she said at last, her eyes drifting from Lily to James.
"Well, the real reason why I called you was that there is going to be a prefect meeting, tonight at 08.00 pm in the west tower, the door next to Mounsiur Alfully Retamréd's painting."
"You mean Monsieur Awfully Retarded", mumbled James.
"Certainly not Mr. Potter!", said Professor McGonagall, when hearing him", His name is Monsieur Alfully Retamred and you have to respect it though it was he himself who chose it and it's a privilege to any paint to be aloud to do it.
"Sorry Professor", James murmured", but that's the only name the students know him by."
Professor McGonagall snorted as she said; "Well don't say it again! Now you may go to your respective classes."
Walking out from the classroom James said: "That was close".
Lily nodded." I felt like an experimental rat in there!"
"A what?", asked James. Lily had forgotten that James came from a wizard family and had never been accustomed to muggle words.
"Never mind."
They walked in silence forgetting that they were actually walking beside each other.
"I thought that you were going to tell her?", she said suddenly.
"Well I didn't", James answered, slightly surprised that they were actually having a conversation with out insulting each other.
"Err, I guess then that I should say thank you."
"Don't think that I did it for you!", James snapped, turning his head to her" I do want to see myself holding the house cup".
Lily looked up at him, cursing herself for beeing so stupid as to say thank you.
"I know that", she responded shortly.
"Good."
They were walking in silence towards their next lesson which was Divination for James and Arithmancy for Lily.
"Potter", Lily said again, after a minute or two, slowing don a bit.
James grunted.
"Where exactly is Monsieur Alfully Retamred's painting?"
"Well, well, well Evans!" James said in his voice of I'm-so-much-better- than-you." Five years in this school and you don't know where Monsieur Awfully Retarded's painting is?"
"Oh, forget it", snapped Lily, walking pass him.
"Wait, wait!", James said, grabbing Lily by the arm.
"Take your dirty hand off from me Potter!", Lily hissed.
"Ok, ok." Said James, letting her go"…but don't you really know where it is?"
"If I knew I wouldn't waste my time asking you, would I?"
"You have a point there." James walked beside her again.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Aren't you going to tell me where it exactly is?", Lily asked, getting more irritated.
"It's in the west tower", James said innocently.
"I know that! But where in the wet tower?"
"Well, what do I get for…"
"Potter!", Lily said, thinking second thoughts of why even asking James, a fool in her opinion.
"Ok", James said in a rather forced voice." You can wait for me at 07.45 pm in the common room and we can go together. The way to get there isn't easy."
"I rather get lost than going with you", snorted Lily, almost tripling when forgetting the hole in the ninth step ladder.
"Ok, fine to me".
"Alright then! I'll meet you there.", she said walking pass him with sullen face, cursing herself for having the "luck" to be accompanied by James Potter.
"Oh and Evans", James shouted as Lily turned around a corner ignoring him" Bring your mask will you…oops I forgot that you already had it on!" and with that he disappeared behind a door, with a huge grin plastered on his face.
To be continue….
Please review, that will help me much to continue this story…
The title doesn't belong to Mozart, sorry for saying that.
Chapter 2 " James a man? Please!"
Days passed by with not many surprises. Sirius had come back from the hospital wing after two days, but hadn't been mad at James though he got the chance to miss school…and homework.
Students were concentrating on their homework, fifth years on their upcoming O.L.W,s and seventh years on their N.E.WT;s. Everyone thought that this year was even more harder than the previously, specially when the new Professor Against Dark Arts, Percillia Maravilloyi ( a female teacher who really looked like a foxy lady in all boys opinion) gave the fifth years a homework to write ten parchments full of how to behave around black elves. Quidditch practises were also hard and strenuous as always, but James Potter really didn't care though he loved it by every second. He was a seeker, and in many eyes the best seeker Hogwarts ever seen.
One day, in the middle of October, James came back from a hard practice with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Harrieta Folmar( a sixth year), Cherry Mose ( a seventh year), Hans Anderseen( a fifth year) and Ola Rosán the Quidditch captain and a seventh year, all dirty and sweating. It had been raining outside.
Lily Evans sat by the fireplace and looked up from her book "Follow Magic through Times", by Elmina Motrol, when hearing James's voice, entering the room: "The best practice ever, if I may say so!", followed by a few yes.
All sweaty, James slumped on the sofa in front of Lily, brushing away a bit mud from his forehead." Wouldn't surprise me if we beat Slythering with six hundred points on Friday", he continued, placing his feet on the small table.
"If you catch the snitch after we scored four hundred fifty points, which wouldn't surprise me if you did", Harrieta Folmar smiled sweetly, showing her perfect teeth, caressing James's wildly hair, as James smiled.
Lily rolled her eyes.
"I would want to see Snape's long face on our victory day when we at the end of the year win the house cup thanks to our magnificence performance on the quidditch cup. I can almost picture him standing there dumbstruck and ugly as always."
"As if you look any better Potter", snapped Lily returning to her book.
"Ouch, that really hurt Evans", James said bringing his hand to his heart with a face of pain" Go and eat grass"
"Ha, as if I would!", Lily responded.
"No, but you could give me the pleasure", said James in an oily voice.
"By Merlin's beard! Don't you ever stop fighting?", Harrieta added, sitting next to James.
"And don't you ever stop flirting?", Lily said shortly, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, already jealous Evans?", James snorted, intentionally bringing Harrietta closer him, placing his hand on her shoulder, making her blush.
"Bug off Potter. Instead of flying in a stupid broom and snogging I do much more important things such as studying. See that as an example."
"Wait a minute", James said, standing up and leaving Harrieta, who did not look so pleased, approaching Lily who was only a few feet away from him." So you are telling me, James Potter to study on a Saturday?", he said with an evil grin on his face, leaning over Lily.
"Back off Potter", Lily said tentative as James leaned closer and closer, so he only was a few inches from her face" I warn you."
"Oh, and what would you do if I don't", he laughed, his breath on her face.
"I'll hex you", Lily said sternly.
"You wouldn't dare! Remember what Professor McGonagall said."
Lily was quiet.
"See you don't dare too…"
But James shouldn't had said that cause the next second, there were growing roots from his ears and nose.
Pushing away a choked James, Lily stood up, with a tight grip on her book, and hissed:
And I guess that you don't dare to say this to the Professor cause then you won't be seeing yourself holding the house cup on your victory day."
And with that, she ran away upstairs the spiral formed staircase to the girls' dormitory with her red hair flying after her, leaving James Potter very dumbstruck, with flourishing roots now to his knees.
But no one noticed this except Sirius and Remus who were by one of the green sofas, laughing, and Harrietta who only snorted and walked away to a pair of sixth years boys who were playing wizard chess.
"You should go to the hospital wing James", giggled Remus, sitting down at the spot were Lily had been sitting before.
Sirius approached James, clapping his shoulder.
"I think she likes you James", he said, before bursting out in laugh.
"Oh, shut up Sirius." James snorted, holding up the now heavy roots with a few red flowers, that were stuck to his ears and nose, to not triple over them as he walked out of the Gryffendor common room towards the hospital wing.
* * *
"You should treat James better Lily", Maya Devi, a dark-haired pretty girl with many brown curls, said to Lily while Lily was brushing her long and red hair in front of the mirror next to her bed.
"And why should I do that?", asked Lily, concentrating on her entangled hair as she tried to comb it ( the mirror saying:" Forget it young lady!").
"Do you know what James has transformed into this term?" said Penny Flopheart, approaching the two girls with her night gown on."
"Yeah. An even more irritating person and don't forget a spoiled git. Have known it since the first day I stepped into this school.", answered Lily suspecting where this conversation was leading to. She sighed, mumbling "I hate my hair", as she gazed hopeless at it.
" NO, NO, NO you got it all wrong Lily!" Maya Devi said with a dreaming expression." He is one of the most handsomest man in this school."
"Man", snorted Lily. "Please."
" Well ok, he can be a bit silly sometimes, specially when beeing with Sirius Black. BUT you cannot deny his attractive features", Penny sighed, taking a deep breath.
"Sure, if you like dating one who looks like a dog and acts like one, but with glasses", said Lily, laughing a bit of her own joke.
"Oh, but come on Lily", Lindsay Hoppletant said when hearing the girls conversation, flopping on her bed with pink sheets.
"Yeah Lily! Have you ever really looked at him? And I really mean with L.O.O.K.E.D at him?", Penny asked.
"No, I can't even think of him without having the feeling of wanting to go to the bathroom."
"Oh James!", Penny sighed, ignoring what Lily just said." Raven black hair ( "That looks like he never in his life has touched it with a comb", mumbled Lily), profound dark, large eyes( " Too large actually and they are certainly not THAT dark", protested Lily), tall ( "Come on Sirius is as tall as him"), rather muscular(" You mean skinny"), wonderful smile( a smile that gives you the creeps"), oh my dream man!"
"Oh, and don't forget charming", Lindsay added.
"You are totally right", began Maya Devi "Haven't you all imagined him, taking you in his arms, brushing away a strand of hair, looking deeply into your eyes, leaning over closer and closer…"
All three girls, except Lily, giggled uncontrollable.
"Please, I've just eaten", Lily said instead, flopping on her bed, giving up her entangled flop of hair, holding her hands over her stomach.
"You say that now Lily, but wait until you really notice him", Maya Devi said, with closed eyes and a silly smile on her lips.
"I bet that he likes you Lily", said Lindsay suddenly, turning over, now lying on her stomach, looking at Lily." Why else would he always tease you, AND only you?"
"Oh, Oh, Oh you are sooo right!", added Penny" But, then you must also like him Lily, cause why else would you always hack on him?" Penny asked , standing up.
Lily looked at all three girls who now had their eyes on her, waiting for her answer.
"Please. You don't really think that?"
All three nodded.
"I hack on Sirius too, and Remus and Peter and…"
"Yeah", Maya Devi said, thoughtful "…but not as much as you fight with James."
Lily sighed.
"It's because he's more annoying than the others!"
The three of them looked doubtful.
"I can say this, if I EVER get together with James I would name my future son or daughter…em let me think now…oh I know, Harry or Harriloa, WHICH would be never"
"Harriloa and Harry?", Penny said, looking confused.
"I think that Harry is kind of a cute name", Maya Devi said, tasting the name "But Harriloa, nah."
"Oh, imagine this!", Lindsay said exited" Raven black hair like James's and emerald, shining green eyes like your Lily!"
All three nodded of agreement, with huge grins on their faces.
Lilly rolled her eyes.
"Ok, imagine this: Stuck up, selfish and brainless as James", Lily said with a twisted smiled as she covered herself with her red sheets.
"But James isn't selfish, stuck up and certainly not brainless!" protested Penny" He is one of the smartest boys in school!"
"I think that he will take you to the ball Lily, you know the Yule Ball"
"I rather go with slimy Serverous Snape than going with him." Yawned Lily, now closing her eyes trying to sleep.
"Yule Ball!", shrieked Lindsay " Is there going to be a Yule Ball this year! Where have you…"
But what she said next, Lily couldn't hear though she slowly felt herself slipping into a dream. With a smile she thought of James with roots hanging from his face, and before she could prevent it, a picture of a young and skinny boy , with raven black, wildly hair, glasses and blazing green eyes appeared in her mind. Without realising she whispered Harry, before dozing off into a dream where James had four feet and three eyes, ignorant that she would not remember this next morning and ever again.
* * *
"Potter and Evans!", said Professor McGonagall at the end of the Transfiguration lesson, on Monday morning.
James gathered his books, rubbing his hand though it for four minutes ago had been attacked by Peter's Guinea pig with pointing needles which was suppose to become from a needle to a rat, walking to Professor McGonagall's desk with Lily now also standing there.
" So how is everything going?", Professor McGonagall asked, looking from one another.
Lily glanced and James, wondering if he would tell her about the "roots".
"Everything is going splendid", said James instead, smiling.
Lily breathed out.
"Good. Cause I heard from Madam Pomprey about your "incident" on Saturday", Professor McGonagall said suspiciously.
"Oh, that was a silly mistake from Sirius. It was nothing really."
"Are you sure, cause as far as I know, that was a rather difficult charm and Sirius has barely
passed that subject".
"Er…he got help from Remus actually. You know them…always helping eachother", he said quickly, starting to sound very nervous.
Silence, so silent that Lily could even hear the shouts of the first years who were having their fifth flying lesson with Madam Hooch as the teacher, in the quidditch pitch.
Lily felt like an experimental rat beeing under watch as she felt Professor McGonagall's eyes observing her, as if her appearance would give them in.
"I'll have to trust you", she said at last, her eyes drifting from Lily to James.
"Well, the real reason why I called you was that there is going to be a prefect meeting, tonight at 08.00 pm in the west tower, the door next to Mounsiur Alfully Retamréd's painting."
"You mean Monsieur Awfully Retarded", mumbled James.
"Certainly not Mr. Potter!", said Professor McGonagall, when hearing him", His name is Monsieur Alfully Retamred and you have to respect it though it was he himself who chose it and it's a privilege to any paint to be aloud to do it.
"Sorry Professor", James murmured", but that's the only name the students know him by."
Professor McGonagall snorted as she said; "Well don't say it again! Now you may go to your respective classes."
Walking out from the classroom James said: "That was close".
Lily nodded." I felt like an experimental rat in there!"
"A what?", asked James. Lily had forgotten that James came from a wizard family and had never been accustomed to muggle words.
"Never mind."
They walked in silence forgetting that they were actually walking beside each other.
"I thought that you were going to tell her?", she said suddenly.
"Well I didn't", James answered, slightly surprised that they were actually having a conversation with out insulting each other.
"Err, I guess then that I should say thank you."
"Don't think that I did it for you!", James snapped, turning his head to her" I do want to see myself holding the house cup".
Lily looked up at him, cursing herself for beeing so stupid as to say thank you.
"I know that", she responded shortly.
"Good."
They were walking in silence towards their next lesson which was Divination for James and Arithmancy for Lily.
"Potter", Lily said again, after a minute or two, slowing don a bit.
James grunted.
"Where exactly is Monsieur Alfully Retamred's painting?"
"Well, well, well Evans!" James said in his voice of I'm-so-much-better- than-you." Five years in this school and you don't know where Monsieur Awfully Retarded's painting is?"
"Oh, forget it", snapped Lily, walking pass him.
"Wait, wait!", James said, grabbing Lily by the arm.
"Take your dirty hand off from me Potter!", Lily hissed.
"Ok, ok." Said James, letting her go"…but don't you really know where it is?"
"If I knew I wouldn't waste my time asking you, would I?"
"You have a point there." James walked beside her again.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Aren't you going to tell me where it exactly is?", Lily asked, getting more irritated.
"It's in the west tower", James said innocently.
"I know that! But where in the wet tower?"
"Well, what do I get for…"
"Potter!", Lily said, thinking second thoughts of why even asking James, a fool in her opinion.
"Ok", James said in a rather forced voice." You can wait for me at 07.45 pm in the common room and we can go together. The way to get there isn't easy."
"I rather get lost than going with you", snorted Lily, almost tripling when forgetting the hole in the ninth step ladder.
"Ok, fine to me".
"Alright then! I'll meet you there.", she said walking pass him with sullen face, cursing herself for having the "luck" to be accompanied by James Potter.
"Oh and Evans", James shouted as Lily turned around a corner ignoring him" Bring your mask will you…oops I forgot that you already had it on!" and with that he disappeared behind a door, with a huge grin plastered on his face.
To be continue….
Please review, that will help me much to continue this story…