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Lupin was sitting at his desk, when he heard a knock on his office door. "Come in, " He called "the door's open." The door opened, and Harry stepped in, smiling. Lupin looked up from the homework he was grading, and straightened in his chair when he saw who it was. "Ah, Harry... What brings you here?" Harry sat down in the chair opposite Lupin, grabbing a chocolate off a gold tray on the desk and examining it. "Erm, professor, I wanted to ask you something..."
"Yes, Harry?" Harry took a small bundle out from underneath his cloak and handed it to Lupin. "Who did this used to belong to? Do you know?" Lupin unwrapped the bundle, realizing it was a grey t-shirt with a small purple-sequined dragon on the back. He ran his fingers along the fabric of the shirt, and sniffed it a little. "I don't really know, Harry... But... It sure smells... Er, familiar."
Harry took a bite out of the chocolate he was eating, but spat it out immediately. "Professor, what in the bloody hell is this?!?!" Harry p
PassionI've only known you a day or two,
And already I think I'm in love with you.
I can wear a T-shirt and jeans,
rather than all dressed up in pearls,
And yet when I am talking to you,
I feel I'm the prettiest in the world.
I'm grumpy and bitchy all evening,
Just as I was all day,
And as soon as I get to talk to you,
My stress all goes away.
I want to be with you,
Night and day,
Baby you always take
my breath away.
If only you knew
How much you mean to me,
But if you're reading this,
It's clear to see.
When we're together
I'm up on cloud nine,
We watch the stars
As they sparkle and shine.
Hold me tight dear,
And don't let me go,
Many others will be jealous,
More than we could have known.
Cuddle me tight
And we'll fall asleep,
I've given you my heart
And it's yours to keep.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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