don't touch my book

PLUCKING ISNT ONLY FOR WOMEN ITS FOR FUCKING SMART PEOPLE WHO DONT WANT HAIRY EYEBROWS
—  My younger brother yelling at his friends on Skype
@ Sonic Boom with Ally

“Hey Ally!” Austin greeted coming into Sonic Boom. The store was empty since it was midday so most customers were at the food court.

“I’ve come to… entertain you” Austin continued, flopping onto the counter where Ally stood.

Ally rolled her eyes, “Austin, how many times have I told you not to sit on the counter?”

“I dunno, five times?”

“More like five hundred”

“Yeah, close enough” Austin shrugged and grinned at her. Ally rolled her eyes good naturedly and gave him a smile back before patting his leg as she made her way past him.

Coworker, seeing my Order of the Phoenix on my desk: “Oh, Harry Potter, are you reading it again?”

Me: turning slightly pale as she approaches the book, “Yeah…”

Coworker: “Wow, it’s huge,” *touches the cover-my heart sinks* “How long’s that?” *grabs the book. GRABS.THE.BOOK. 

My.Book.

My Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix book.

In her Muggle hands.* 

Coworker: *leafing through my book, oh the horror!* “Don’t you get tired of reading the same thing over and over again?” 

Me: using each ounce of self-control I have not to grab my precious baby from her hands and saving its fragile, still smooth spine from creaking and my heart from bursting, “No…look, I think we can continue the test like this,” trying to grab her attention back to work and away.from.my.book!