Coming to the story, I used to live in a flat and there used to live a girl adjacent to us in our apartment. In my B.Tech 3rd year I got addicted smok...ng, I used to smoke on terrace of our apartment one day when I was smoking that girl saw me; her name is Sudha (changed) I’ll tell about figure later. Till den I didn’t talk to her but we used to gaze at each other. Den I went near her n requested her not to tell anyone and she agreed. We used to talk when I smoke n this became regular. One day I. She would show up expecting me to be contrite only she was going to be in for a surprise because I wasn't going to be there.My first class wasn't until ten and by nine-fifteen I had everything I wanted out of the apartment loaded in my car. I drove to the campus, hit the bursar's office and checked on the possibility of a dorm being available. I lucked out and there was a room available so I took care of the formalities and then headed off to my first class.After my last class I drove over to. ' Her cheeks were red, but she managed to nod.'I thought you were asleep. I knocked, but there was no reply... ''I won't be embarrassed if you're not, but promise me you won't tell anyone. Flashing your students is against the teachers' rule book.' She managed to smile.'I didn't mean to stare, it's just that I've never seen one so... ' Her voice tailed off again.'Uli, don't worry. We're going to be here for a fortnight and I'm not going to go round locking doors behind me. Now then, what did. He didn't know that I'd arranged for H to show up." And I walked in at the right time," Mrs. H added. She quickly held up her hand. "Uh uh, not what you think. Our Mrs. D here was wrapped up in a towel and Mr. Z had a small one over his midsection. He was in the right frame of mind, though, thanks to you," she said as she turned to Mrs. D."Long story short," said Mrs. D, "he realized there wasn't any solution to this and no way at all to get Persephone to accept Harry by using force. He should.