Harry ~age 16~
“So, Sarah, what’d you have to show me?” You ask your best friend as you sling your bookbag on the floor along with your best friends Sarah and Meagan.
Sarah smirked, and pulled a glass-like object out of her bag.
“What is that?” You ask, curiously.
“A bong. You’ve never seen one before of it?” You shake your no. “Wow, I expected you to at least have known what it was.”
“What does it do?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.
Meagan chuckles as Sarah shuts the door, locking it, “You’ve got so much to learn.”
Half an hour later you, Sarah, and Meagan are dying of laughter. You don’t know what you’re feeling or even what’s going on, but you’re not complaining.
“S-so the hamster bit you?” You question, laughter interrupting your sentence. Meagan handed you the bong, laughing as well in the process.
“Yeah, and then it ran away,” Sarah finished, bursting into a fit of giggles.
Before you could even exhale fully Harry burst into the room, “Surpri—Y/N? What are you doing?”
