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Chapter 30
Harry gave a deep sigh of relief when she finally stepped out of Dr. Cullen's office.
Merlin.
What had started up as a light and pleasant doctor's visit, ended up being stuffy and uncomfortable.
She'd honestly felt like a bug under a microscope during the latter part of her visit.
She was curious about something however.
Harry took an experimental sniff at the shirt she wore, as she made her way over to the receptionist's area.
She frowned lightly.
She took a bath just this morning. She didn't smell any differently than she usually did.
Harry's hand went to her hair. She hadn't washed it for 2 weeks now, so maybe that was the problem.
Or was it because she was around so many cars for so long that she smelled of nothing but grease?
Why else would Dr. Cullen attempt to cover his nostrils with his hand that time?
Though he tried to do it covertly, she noticed, because she was watching him as close as he was watching her.
Harry sighed.
The Cullen family may prove to be more of a handful than she first expected.
"All finished dearie?" the receptionist, a middle-aged woman that wore rectangular-rimmed glasses, asked as Harry finally stopped before her desk. She handed Harry a clipboard, which she took.
Harry shifted her shoulder as she picked up a pen to write. Her shoulder was a bit stiff.
Dr. Cullen had told her that there was a high possibility that the injury would leave a scar. With skin as pale as hers, most cuts and injuries left scars.
They usually didn't bother her as long as she didn't think about them.
Hadrian's hand travelled up to her forehead, stopping just under her fringes. Her fingers brushed lightly against the scar that was on the right side of her forehead.
Huh, she hadn't thought of the scar in a while.
She hadn't thought of Lord Voldemort in even longer. What was the sense of living with that kind of darkness hanging over her head after all?
She'd needed to move on with her life as it was.
Voldemort was long gone. He had dug his own grave and now he was lying in it.
"But he dug so many other graves too."
Harry grimaced, quickly completing the form and returning the clipboard to the receptionist.
She so didn't need to be thinking about all that. Not today.
The receptionist briefly looked it over, before nodding her head in satisfaction.
"You're good to go," she said smiling up at Harry, before her eyes shifted to look at something behind Harry.
The receptionist's smile widened.
"Good to see you again today."
Harry turned, curious to see who the receptionist had greeted.
It took all of seconds for Harry's world to come to a screeching halt.
Harry let out a breathy gasp.
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"Cedric."
Word Count: 477
A/N: Bet you never expected to see Edward so soon right? This is me exploiting the fact that Edward and Cedric are played by the same actor. Let the fun times begin. Happy drabble 30.
The drabbles were a bit rushed. I'm not so crazy about the past two drabbles, but meh. I've been really busy. I'll do my best to improve drabble quality. I've already updated Reborn to be a Duelist and I hope to update Lupine Theories on Sunday.
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