Closed: First Date with Skylar Fawcett
He had owled her that next morning, a scribbled note telling her to meet him outside of the entrance to Diagon Alley at six o'clock sharp Tuesday night. He had only hoped that the day wouldn't be crazy enough to intrude on their plans. With the holidays approaching and the Burning Man case still in full swing, the office was in chaos. But, luck had been on his side and when the clock struck, he let no one distract him from leaving right on time.
He had a date tonight.
And one he was going to try really hard not to fuck up.
He hadn't been on a date in nearly a year- not since he and Ginny ended things.
But all that was about to change. With a quick check in the mirror to make sure he looked around, raking his hand through his perfectly mussed hair, Harry took the Floo from within the Ministry and walked out into the Leaky Cauldron.
Soon, he was waiting, shoulder leaning against the entrance door, hands in his coat pocket for Skylar to arrive.
He had a date tonight.
And one he was going to try really hard not to fuck up.
He hadn't been on a date in nearly a year- not since he and Ginny ended things.
But all that was about to change. With a quick check in the mirror to make sure he looked around, raking his hand through his perfectly mussed hair, Harry took the Floo from within the Ministry and walked out into the Leaky Cauldron.
Soon, he was waiting, shoulder leaning against the entrance door, hands in his coat pocket for Skylar to arrive.