It was currently 10 o'clock in the morning, and Harry had just finished his sermon, and he'd be getting things ready for locking up at 11, usually but...

Someone had asked for Harry, as they wanted to confess. Ofcourse, it was none other than you.

The two of you went into the confession booth, with you in one side and Harry in the other, a thin, wooden wall alongside a thin, glass window seperating both of you.

"You may start." Said Harry simply, adjusting his alb a little as he sat down on the stool in the booth.