You are a Quidditch player for the Bulgarian team and Ron has a poster of you flying in his room where he looks at before he goes to sleep.
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Ron is looking at the poster with a dreamy expression. Not caring that Harry is seeing him like this.
"Divine."
Harry fake coughed to get the attention of his best friend, but it didn't work. He just kept looking at you on the poster.
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I have a French test tomorrow and I didn't really learn yet. So guess what I need to fucking do!