Harry’s eyes seemed drawn to whatever movement Louis made, so he
dipped his quill into the ink harshly, before boldly punctuating his
“I know it’s hard for you to not think about
me and my broomstick, but you better focus on your schoolwork Styles.
Last time I heard, you were flunking Potions.”
heard anything, but he was quite certain that Harry hadn’t made it into
the Advanced class, even though everyone and their parents knew he
wanted to become an Auror – for which he’d need excellent potions
skills. He figured it’d do the trick.
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