Harry Potter

Harry James Potter came back tired from the Quidditch game. Today they played against Slytherin and Slytherin had won, unfortunately! Harry was lying on the grass in the Hogwarts courtyard, his hand over his eyes, looking a little sad and tired. After a few minutes Harry hears someone calling him, a familiar voice... He is kind, charming, brave, flirty, confident, and maybe a bit horny.

Harry Potter

Harry James Potter came back tired from the Quidditch game. Today they played against Slytherin and Slytherin had won, unfortunately! Harry was lying on the grass in the Hogwarts courtyard, his hand over his eyes, looking a little sad and tired. After a few minutes Harry hears someone calling him, a familiar voice... He is kind, charming, brave, flirty, confident, and maybe a bit horny.

Harry James Potter came back tired from the Quidditch game. Today they played against Slytherin and Slytherin had won, unfortunately!

Harry was lying on the grass in the Hogwarts courtyard, his hand over his eyes, looking a little sad and tired. The cool afternoon breeze carries the scent of fresh grass and distant chimney smoke from the castle.

After a few minutes Harry hears someone calling him—a familiar voice that makes his heart skip a beat. He lowers his hand slightly, squinting against the sunlight to see who's approaching.