I walk out side, and the warm air hits me. Smells of the city are very fragrent as I begin to jog. I hit the board walk, and slip off my shoes.
"You could of told me you were going for a jog." A voice says from behind me.I turn around to see a grinning Harry, but behind the smile, I can see he ran awhile to catch up.
"Why did you follow me?" I say, and begin to jog again. He follows.
"Why didn't you follow me?Why aren't you following me now?" Harry asks. And I stop, looking at him.
"Voulez-vous faire quelque chose un jour. avec moi?"Harry says, raising an eyebrow, and gesturing to me.
"What?" I laugh, slightly confused. "English please?"
"Look it up." He laughs, and begins jogging.
"Wait!" I say, and chase after him. I end up running after him all the way back home.
*Guys this was meant to be a short chapter! I will update in a few days! if I feel like it maybe tommrow. BTW what Harry said was in French.*
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