Harry curses under his breath when he realizes he's running late. Above him in his room in The Nook, Hedwig hoots, shaking her head at him. Even his owl is judging him.
He doesn't know what exactly to where; his goddfather invited him over to dinner with Kieren, and Harry can't decide if that entails formal wear or not. Likely not, considering his goddfather, but Harry doesn't want to be rude.
He eventually settles on a dressy shirt and a nice pair of navy trousers. He runs out the door with his wand in his mouth, knowing, somewhere, Ron must be laughing at him.
He stops at the store before Apparating to Sirius' apartment. He knocks on the door with the bottle of whiskey and the store-bought pie in his hands.
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Date: 2016-08-17 12:37 am (UTC)He doesn't know what exactly to where; his goddfather invited him over to dinner with Kieren, and Harry can't decide if that entails formal wear or not. Likely not, considering his goddfather, but Harry doesn't want to be rude.
He eventually settles on a dressy shirt and a nice pair of navy trousers. He runs out the door with his wand in his mouth, knowing, somewhere, Ron must be laughing at him.
He stops at the store before Apparating to Sirius' apartment. He knocks on the door with the bottle of whiskey and the store-bought pie in his hands.
"Hello?" He calls out as he knocks.