Feb 18, 2022
Story, Harry thought, give them a story.
“I told her...I told her that I want her to win. That I would try to help her win.” The admission was breathless, and Harry hoped he had not just made a mistake, because everything seemed to fall silent—
Before the crowd erupted in support.
Skeeter gave him another smile, slightly more genuine then the ones she had been tossing around all evening, and she stood with him. “May the odds be ever in your favour, Harry,” she told him over the applause.
- bloodied hands & velvet sheets // childotkw