sarah POV:
Several weeks had passed since Harry became so busy. Also, my university was keeping me busy. Somedays, I would just sleep without even seeing him. Other days, I was lucky to have a little chat with him if he arrives before my bedtime.
That day, I cleaned up his studio. I had put that paper in the drawer of his desk. In the morning, I found it nowhere, confirming that he had found it. I was relieved that finally he had started working. He was so immersed in his work. It was very admirable to see how devoted he was, even though sometimes I just felt so lonely. It made me feel pity on myself. How the hell, I ended up being this dependent on him. I have other acquaintances too, but something about him was just irreplaceable.