*Harry was walking down the street, after school...he sighed.. it was about 9pm, and it was dark out.. smoke suddenly filled his senses....

god. It smelt so close to him.., he grunts a little bit, fanning the air infront of him. Of course, he wasn't so subtle about it either. He was a fucking bully, never the less, an idiot...he thought he was so cool and strong...He isnt...*

"god, it smells. What the fuck is that.. somebody is either burning something, or they fucking suck ass at Cooking."