Chapter Three - View
"Sumimasen! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to offend! It's just that the girls from other shops went through some really creepy situations and I can't help being a bit paranoid."
That made a bit of sense, even if he was still very much hurt.
"Fine, I understand."
He didn't. Why would someone stalk a girl? Unless she was like another Harry Potter and the stalker was a Death Eater, he couldn't think of a reason to worry.
She was no longer looking at him. He followed her gaze and was marvelled once again. Back in London, he never really got to know the city. Along his childhood years, his family was too poor to afford a city tour and his mother never had the same fascination as his father has with muggles. Then came Voldemort and his minions bringing chaos and death and he had to hide. Before and after that, his shop kept him busy most of the time. Was Britain that wonderful from above? Is there anything that goes so high as this… Ferris Wheel? He still struggled with names of muggle stuff.
"Beautiful, ne? I love coming here. Everything looks so tiny."
"Yeah, never thought a muggle city would be so rich."
"A what?"
"Nothing." He had to watch his words around other people. "Fred would have loved it too," he murmured to himself.
"I'm sorry."
"How do you-"
"I know the feeling, you don't have to say anything. Your voice, your eyes, I can almost see your sorrow." He said nothing, just sighed, avoiding to look at her. "Hey." He looked up. "Do you have anywhere to go after this ride?"