Instinct. (h.s fanfic)

"Aren't men only supposed to be out here right now?" Harry spat, leaning against the cold stone wall, his rifle strapped behind his back, ready to be used. I couldn't help but stifle a bitter sweet laugh. "Since when does gender matter? Just because I'm a girl, doesn't mean I don't have the
Guts to shoot you." He rolled his eyes at me. "I would love to see you load a gun yourself then hot stuff. Be careful don't shoot yourself." He laughed deeply handing me a tiny hand held pistol. I grin to myself , inserting a silver bullet into the barrel of the gun, spinning it swiftly, locking it back in place, holding the tip of the gun against the side of his head, with my index finger on the trigger. I smile and Whisper gingerly in his ear "Be careful, don't shoot yourself"