Private with Qxeen

Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean? How could you help me get into college?" He rested his head in his hand. "What could you possibly do? Just go around and say I need to get into college?"

Elijah rolled his eyes, “I meant helping you raise your rep first, dummy. Then I might be able to put in a good word for you at some collages. Put you’ve got to want to do this first, I can’t help if you’re not committed to this whole thing.”