”“You like me.” There, he said it. I mean, one might kind of gather that from all the time we’ve spent doing things together over the past few... weeks, but he SAID it. Not “Hey, babe, you cool” or some other inane mumbling to go along with an erection and some dope. No, he said “I like you. A lot.”I reached my hand across the console and squeezed his. It was supposed to mean something. I think he realized it because he turned and smiled at me.“Where do we go from here?” he asked.“Well, you’re. Olivia radiated sex appeal with every step, emphasised by an outfit even more revealing than her own. Slit up to her waist, it occasionally parted to provide glimpses of what lay beneath. Angela gasped as she caught sight of the girl's naked crotch.The group headed for the bar, drawing stares of disbelief as they went. Olivia seemed to soak up the attention, dispelling the image of the conservatively raised convent girl. Angela followed them, ordering an expensive cocktail and taking the. Therefore some characters might have survived which canonical did not.Dark grey clouds hung over London and rain drizzled down from them as Harry walked through 12 Grimmauld Place, looking for a few last items to pack before leaving. Summer was coming to an end and in a few days he would return to Hogwarts. It had been a crazy two years. Voldemort had returned and plunged the world into another Wizarding War. One year Harry, his friends and the Order of the Phoenix had fought him from the. It wasn't like I had a full schedule. Hell, all my friends got so loaded at night that none of them rolled out of bed until noon anyway."Bring Bailey when you come back," Sara giggled. "I'll have you both autograph the picture."My date with Britta was, um, interesting to say the least.We met at Bailey's hotel and had lunch at their restaurant. I suddenly was happy for the $400 Bailey had slipped me when I saw the prices. Nine bucks for a BLT? You've got to be kidding.Britta was everything.