She wasn't supposed to be here,
No she wasn't.
She was to sit in this same seat for another hour or so, reading the same potion journal.
But here she was, packing up her belongings. As she pulled down her duffel bag from the overhead shelf, she tried not to think about the tenacity of the situation.
As the train came to stop on the platform,she stepped down on the platform. Bustling with late holiday travelers, platform was a canvas of joy and happiness as the family members came together. People anxious to get onto the train trumpled in, though it were'nt many. And those who had atlast reached their destination, were filled with the fulfillment of their journey & similarly anxious to see a familiar face.
She could go on to her journey for home.
HOME.. cozy, comfort, cared. It would be 4 months since she had been home.
Then why would on the Christmas eve, she is here and not at home?
She herself couldn't answer the questions.
A pale hand took her luggage from her hand. She starled for a moment, and traced the hand to the grey eyes.
The handsome face adorned with a rare smile, she wondered- "does he really want me here? "
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