Theme: Sybill Trelawney
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Harry Potter © J.K. Rowling
Waiting
Sybill sat on the windowsill and a brisk wind made her hope she'd have taken a thicker robe. Then again, the one she was wearing was her only proper outfit for funerals. Even the Inner Eye couldn't have made her choose anything else than black for this occasion.
She gazed down and for one fleeting moment thought what would it be like to jump. Sybill shook her head to clear it. Students had enough sorrow as it was. They needed her now, to guide them through this.
Sybill stood up and, after taking a drink from her bottle, headed downstairs.
The End.