"Cathleen! Cathleen! Wake up!" Harry shook me and I slowly opened my eyes.
"What?" I said groggily.
"Leena, you had me so worried!" He pulled me against his chest and I
could hear his erratic heartbeat.
"You weren't answering me, and you weren't breathing," he said pulling me away from his embrace.
"Oh, that's pretty normal for me," I answered and Harry's eyes grew large.
"This isn't the first time this has happened?" I shook my head.
"No, I faint quite frequently and I usually don't breath when I faint." Harry looked at me worried so I just continued on, "Harry, what are we going to do about the dead man, and the two people who were here? What's our explanation?" Harry gave me a mischievous look and he stood up, pulling me up with him.
"We are going to tell the truth," he stated confidently. I looked at him is disbelief.
"There's no way that can be possible!" I exclaimed and Harry put a finger to my mouth to shut me up. I shoved his finger away and pouted. He flicked my bottom lip which was stuck out and he grinned. I rolled my eyes and just then the curtain covering the door flew open and in walked our principal. He looked at the dead assassin on the ground and walked over to inspect him. He checked his pulse and turned to look at us. His eyes had turned from light brown to pure black and he stalked over in front of us. I felt Harry kinda push me behind him and I gladly complied, just peeking out behind is arm. Principal Lennon stood about the same height as Harry so he just looked into his eyes. Lennon's eyes widened and he fell to the ground with one knee out. He bent his head and I felt Harry stiffen. Harry pushed me all the way behind me, as if to block what I was seeing. I let him do it but it wasn't like I couldn't hear.
"Prince Harry, your highness, it's an honor to have you here."