I backed away from him and I tried to reach for the broom without taking my eyes off him. "What do you want from me?" I asked him while trying to remember how to breathe and talk at the same time. "I just want to talk to you?" He said moving closer.
Every time he tried to walk towards me I would take steps back. "Talk to me about what?" I asked him frantically. Before he could answer my grandmother came rushing in the kitchen. Relief came rushing through me because I figured he would just go away. Instead he just sat on the kitchen floor with his back up against a pantry door.

"What happened?" Grandma asked looking at the mess on the floor. It took me a minute to answer because for some reason I had my eyes fixated on the guy across from me dressed in all black. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and dark denim jeans,black boots, and he was covered in tattoos .

"Victoria what are you looking at?" Grandma asked as she removed the broom out of my hand.

"You can't see him?" I asked her still staring at him.

"See who?" She asked. My grandmother turned her head to look where I was looking. "I don't see anyone." Grandma said.

"It's nothing never mind. I'll clean all this up." I said picking up the flowers and putting them in the waste basket. My grandma gave me her usual skeptical look before leaving. After I finished picking up the broken vase pieces and mopped up the water. I noticed that he was still sitting over there.

"How can I see you?" I asked him.

"I don't quite have a logical explanation yet." He said getting up from where he was sitting and stood in front of me. I stood motionless as he waited for me to respond.

"I'm completely harmless, most of time." He said smiling trying to make a joke. I could have fainted not because I was slightly attrated to him, but because I was literally talking to a ghost!
"You have to leave."
He got up and began to walk towards me. He bent down and whispered in my ear. "But I just got here." He said.

I heard my grandmother making her way back towards the kitchen, but when I turned back around he was gone. "Who were you talking too?" Grandma asked.
"No one." I answered.
"Well okay um your mom is waiting for you outside. Thanks again sweetheart for helping me today." She said as she gave me a hug goodbye. I was relieved that I was finally leaving my grandmothers house. The entire way out the door I couldn't help but wonder if I would see him again.

Harry's POV

For some reason I was drawn to her like a moth is to a flame. I can't explain where I always go or why I always come back to her. At this point I don't know how long I have been walking.

Because it began to rain and for the first time in a long time I started to feel the rain fall on me. I finally stopped walking and I glanced down to see that I can see my reflection in a massive water puddle. And of course to my surprise when I look up. I just so happened to be standing in front of Victoria's home...