The man seemed extremely cold and unapproachable. The look in his eyes as they locked eyes sent a shiver coursing through Harry. 'Who is he?' he wondered.
As they closed the distance, Zoey's bright smile faltered for an instant, her eyes flashing with anxiety at the sight of the man. But she swiftly recovered, her mask of sweetness firmly in place - people were watching.
"Harry, darling, look! My sister's here, say hello." Zoey trilled, her voice dripping with artificial enthusiasm, as her hold on Harry tightened, as if announcing to everyone that he was her man.
Harry shifted his gaze from the man who stirred strange feelings in him and greeted Valerie with a suppressed smile, "Hey, Valerie."
Valerie's face suddenly etched with a concerned frown, "What's wrong with you, Harry? You look pale and what's with the dark circles?" The words of concern tumbled out in a rush, startling Harry.
