Harry looked at the books in amazement. Some of them were huge and some of them were small, it was really interesting to see how someone else explained his life. "Hermione.. you don't think it's strange that someone wrote about us?" he asked her curiously
Feeling her hand wrapped around his sent electric currents through his body. He was really happy with her and he had hoped that they would last for awhile, the books were calling out to him to read them. He just wasn't sure if he really wanted to. "Are you going to read them?" he asked her