I take it out of my pocket and just stare at it, not having the courage to open it. I look at Harry and then to the note. Harry gives me a nodded response to open it, so I do. As I am unfolding the paper I notice severely tear splotches, the paper is laced with that damned cologne. I can't help, but smile at the smell as I am opening the note to read it and before I do I take a deep breath.