Coke. Glorious, glorious coke. It was cold. It was refreshing. It was delicious. And man, he was gonna be so sad when he got home and switched to coke zero. All the more reason to enjoy the good stuff now, he supposed.
But he frowned when she walked away after handing him the bottle. He specifically picked a sofa because there was room for two and there she was, going to sit by herself anyway.
"Nope." Harry picked himself up from his sitting place and followed her to hers. He plopped himself back flush against the front of her chair. His body leaning ever so lightly against the side of her. "You're not getting away that easy."
He twisted the cap off the glass bottle and flicked it onto a coffee table a few feet away. He took a nice long swig from the bottle and thought about their incarceration. "So ... the Nevernever?"