It was a sunny, slightly breezy day in Paris. He sat there, waiting for the coffee that he ordered. When the waitress finally came, with his coffee, he replied "merci, madame, rather without emotion. He didn't want to do anything that made people remember him, that was crucial; after all, he was still out there somewhere, biding his time.
He gently sipped some the coffee in his cup. This café had the best coffee in all of Paris, in his opinion. He didn't really mind this life, living, or rather hiding in the muggle world in Paris. Paris was a large enough city that he could blend in and hide well enough without being seen. He lived in Paris for 12 years now.
Granted, he decided to live in disguise, wearing a wig and sunglasses most of the time, to ensure his survival, but there could be so many worse things that he could have had done to him.
He had his coffee, and also copies of the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler, and he read them to mainly see if there was anything that related to him or the other one. The Daily Prophet didn't really have anything worth mentioning, ever, considering that the paper was controlled, and wouldn't run anything that would worry or panic the public. Even though The Quibbler had a lot of crackpots that wrote in stories, they also had no censoring, so everything would be run, no matter how insane, far-fetched, or stupid they were.
He quickly glanced through the stories, and found one that struck his interest; it was a small article that simply stated that Harry Potter had been sighted in Amsterdam. He saw this, and read it about four different times. This wasn't unusual, there had been various articles that stated this or that about Harry Potter that ran in The Quibbler previously, but for whatever reason, this small article fascinated him for some reason.
He knew this was bad, very bad. Even though the article was a very small one that was in The Quibbler, he knew that it was somehow true. He knew it, it was some sort of premonition that told him that it was true, he had a very bad feeling about this, he knew that bad things were now coming, he simply knew it.
