Post by Jessica Grace Williams on Nov 7, 2008 20:27:19 GMT
Sitting past the fence that was set there as a boundry to not crose, I sighed softly. I was maybe about twenty feet in front of the shack itself and I had my back up against a tree, biting my lower lip in deep thought. My older brother Jarrod had only just gone back to Romania maybe two or three days ago and just this morning there'd been an accident, he wasn't dead of course, just sitting in Saint Mungos, in a coma and I couldn't go see him, more so because I didn't much want to go and see my brother like that. Mum wasn't too pleased, but that didn't matter. My dad had come to see me at Hogwarts, and when he tried getting me to go with them to see Jarrod with the rest of the family I left, ran to Hogsmeade, and headed to the shack. Really that was the one place I was at ease with, more so because no one was ever there, well it was rare, and because it was usually quite, except for the groaning of the old shack in the wind.
Wiping my moist eyes with the back of my hand I let a shaky breath pass my lips and just looked at the shack. For all that it mattered someone could happen across me and come up behind me without my noticing. Which caused me to shiver slightly and look behind me to see nothing.
Wiping my moist eyes with the back of my hand I let a shaky breath pass my lips and just looked at the shack. For all that it mattered someone could happen across me and come up behind me without my noticing. Which caused me to shiver slightly and look behind me to see nothing.
