"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips.
"What about six months?" He asks, breaking away from the kiss.
"What's happening to you? I'll not forget about you ever. Are you okay?" I stroke his cheeks and stare down at his sad face. I'm so confused right now. Is he fine?
"What about a year or two?" He asks, his voice hurting and slow.
"I'll never ever forget you, Harry." I raise my eyebrows at him while emphasizing at every word. He nods his head and looks at me before saying, "Knock knock."
I frown at him. "Are you serious? Just a few moments ago...don't show me that pout, I love your jokes but now, you need to tell me what happened to-"
"Fine! Who's there?"
Harry smirks and says, "See, you already forgot me."