Before and After

I was perched on my seat, sunk into a book as the professor gave his whole life story. I wasn't very interested, so I continued to read into another world.

I felt slightly uncomfortable, with the familiar feeling of being oddly watched. I turned my face slightly, to meet with the eyes. Harry.

He sat in his regular seat, with his usual smirk plastered on his rose lips. I scrunched my eyebrows together, and awaited for some sort of reason as to why he was staring.

He licked his lips, and searched around the room before aligning our gaze once again. His features hardened, and he looked almost frightening with darkened eyes. His statement afterwards, nearly made my hear stop.

"You're going to regret the second you crossed paths with me, but I know I won't."

I stared back down, with my heart in my hand. Blankly, reading through the pages; to distract my dark thoughts about the boy sitting a few seats behind me.

I felt purely fooled and taunted at, when I scan through a sentence, "don't regret something that once made you smile".

I bore down at it, and turned back to Harry who was unsurprisingly still glancing at me.

And I smiled