What are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said, sighing. “I need a re-read.” We all turned to her. Two bright spots appeared in her cheeks as she tossed her blonde hair back. “What? I’m not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.

I have hope because I love you – I’ve been in love with you, Avery. Probably before I even realize that I was

Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.

You've been checking me out, haven't you? In between your flaming insults? I feel like man candy.

you’re going to miss me, but you’re not going to admit it

I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me for real, you have me.

Am I going to have to carry you? If so, it would complete my badass knight-in-shining-armor act with you today.