Reminiscing [Jack]

[Dorcas Meadowes]

Recently, Cassy had been doing a lot of thinking. She had been able to return home, because ten years was safe enough to say no one still wanted her dead, but that didn’t explain why she did. There was nothing for her here. She had no house. The one she had been living in prior to her fake death had been sold. She had no job, because the auror’s thought she died in action. She had no family, because they were either dead, or thought she was dead. Most of all, she had no friends.
It wasn’t like she anywhere else to go though. After traveling the world for ten years, and not finding a place to call home, where else was there to turn, but to the place you used to call home? Cassy was glad that she had returned home. She had after all missed it. She may be back, but she still didn’t have her old life. Things weren’t the way they used to be.
Upon her return, Cassy took to wondering the streets and places she hadn’t seen in years. The Leaky Cauldron had always been one of her favorites. Cassy remembered how she used to come there every day for her lunch break during work. It was a place filled with good memories.
After Cassy entered the shop, she got a fire whiskey. The old Cassy would have never gotten that. She used to be fire whiskey free. Cassy of the present didn’t care anymore. Taking her drink, Cassy sat down at an empty table. She glanced around the Leaky Cauldron and took a sip.

[Jack Clark]

[Dorcas Meadowes]

Cassy sighed to herself. As much as she loved being back at home, and going to all the places she used to love, like here, at the Leaky Cauldron, it was just no fun anymore. With all her friends thinking she was dead besides a select few who she had re-met by sheer coincidence; there was no one to hang out with. Because of this, she was often alone, and that bothered her. Drinking was fun, but drinking while hanging out with someone else was much more fun.
Frustrated, Cassy glanced around the shop one last time in hope of seeing a familiar face. She had no such luck. No one look recognizable anymore. She hadn’t seen any of her old friends in years. If she didn’t recognize them, then they most certainly would not recognize her. Cassy’s gaze fell on one guy in particular. He did happen to look sort of familiar. No matter how hard she tried to remember, Cassy could not place a name on the face. Annoyed with herself, Cassy couldn’t help but glare at him.

[Jack Clark]

[/i] He asked himself shaking his head slightly, tryign to stop himself from laughing at the girl.[/ul][/size]

[Dorcas Meadowes]

Cassy shook her head slightly trying to clear her thoughts. Where do I know him from? she wondered. Cassy was dying to know. After taking one last gulp of her firewisky, she gave into her curiosity. Cassy got up from her table and walked over to the guy. No use in beating around the bush she thought to herself. "Hi." Cassy said with a slight smile. "To be frank with you, you look very familiar." Cassy added.