To Mhera, the first week of school passed excruciatingly slowly, as it usually did when you were looking forward to something. Finally, it was Friday night. Mhera finished her homework at record speed, something that rarely happened. She was usualy so late with her homework, she couldn't even remember receiving it in the first place. Mhera sat on her bed, talking to Caity, who had neglected her homework entirely. "So, is there anyone who you like?" said Mhera, knowing that her friend was dying to tell her something. Mhera knew her friend far too well.
"Oh no one," replied Caity, blushing slightly.
"You so like someone!" Said Mhera, knowing that she was on to something.
"No, I don't," countered Caity, her blush going from pink to red.
"You're blushing," stated Mhera, aware that she had won, and that Caity was going to spill. Caity had this weird expression on her face.
"It isn't going to work anyway, so why should I even bother," She said exasperatedly.
"At least tell me who," said Mhera, hoping it was someone she knew. Caity said two words, and Mhera knew why Caity felt so hopeless.
"Harry Potter"