"It's raining again," The waiter said, as he poured another cup of coffee. It had been four days.
He lost an umbrella yesterday, again. It was the third time this month. The first one he lost in the tube, the next was in the bus, and he couldn't even remember what happened to the third one. He bought a new one for the fourth time this week – the one making a small pool of rain drops inside the booth. Waiter complained about the weather for awhile and he mindlessly agreed. If this weather kept going, he would be a big shot in the London umbrella industry.
The waiter left him shortly after. He savored the drink slowly. It was exact same as it was last time. It was still too strong for his taste though. He put a spoonful of sugar and stirred it. He took a sip, and it was better. He covered the cup with both hands to warm up.
He waited.
The door opened and closed. The staffs said hello. He took off the raindrops from the head and shoulder and rearranged his umbrella before he came straight to the booth.
"Did you eat?" asked Sirius.
James shook his head. Sirius sat down on the other side, waved his hands, and made orders. James picked a Wealthy Rarebit from the breakfast menu, and Sirius just asked for a coffee and the bacon and eggs. The waiter took the orders and left.
"How is it?" asked Sirius.
"Still hurts," James answered frankly. He went to the hospital this time. Doctors stitched him up many places and put him into a bed for a whole month. Most of the wounds, including the scratches on his face, were gone but bruises on the body hurt every time he moved.
"How did the trial go?" asked James.
"Lord Voldemort and his followers will be in jail for very long time."
"It's over, then."
"Yes." said Sirius.
Soon after, the food was served. Waiter put the dishes on the table. He filled the cups and asked whether they need anything else.
"No, thank you." James replied.
"It's all fine now."
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