Author: georgieteddy

Disclaimer: There are no characters in my story that don't belong to me but the idea of the story belongs to great JKR.

Author's Note: This is my first english Harry Potter fanfic and it's very short. It's been an English homework otherwise I woudn't have written it because I'm not an native English speaker. We had to describe a picture. There was a woman sitting in a cheap and dirty looking restaurant. She was holding a cup of something in her hands and was staring out of the window. She seemed to be deep in thoughts. The task was: Imagine this is a scene from a film and you're writing the script. What does the woman think?



A day's story - part 8



I really love him so much. But I don't feel happy. I don't know where he is now. I have known him from a child. He's been living next door with his parents. He, my brother Manuel and I had much fun together.

He disappears every four weeks and stays away for two days and I don't know where he goes to. I feel alone. I'm sitting here with my cup of tea waiting - hoping – he'll come back.

There was a time when I only saw him in the summer holidays and sometimes at christmas. He attended that boarding school somewhere in Scotland. Every time he came home he was a bit stranger than the last time. He sometimes said things I wasn't able to understand. After he had left his school he moved to London to work there.

I met him in this restaurant years ago. I was 25 then. He asked me if I would give him some milk for his tea from my table. He recognized my face first. It was wonderful to meet him again. He looked good. We talked for a long time. After that day we met here once a week.

But today he won't come. I don't know where he is but I know why he is away and what he's doing. I'm afraid of it and I'm afraid of him.

The lights are shining too bright outside the restaurant to see the sky but if I saw the sky I would see the full moon.



by georgieteddy

Jan. 23rd 2002