Megan had just finished lighting all the lavender and soothing candles in her therapy room when she returned to her office desk in the make-shift waiting room
( Read more... )
Harry was absolutely, positively not late. He was just thirty seconds from stepping over the line. His watch had not yet struck 9:01 on his watch when he pushed through the door to the waiting room. He didn't notice anyone inside, nor did he see a receptionist.
He did, however, see a door marked with the familiar sounding name of his therapist. He cleared his throat and gave a firm knock.
Megan exhaled, she was a tad nervous that Harry might not show. And she did not want to include that in her weekly reports to Kingsley Shacklebolt.
She rose from her seat and counted the usual ten steps to the door, "Hello, Harry, please, come in."
Taking three steps back, she gave him plenty of room to enter the waiting room, "Next time, feel free to just walk in. Consider this a type of... second home, if you like." She closed the door behind him, once he was securely in the room.
As the door closed, his shoulders twitched. He was here now. And there was no leaving, was there? Perhaps it was a bit dramatic, but he felt as if he were in a small, odd prison cell.
With a startlingly beautiful prison guard.
Well.
"Alright-" he said, glancing at her "Just fine. How are you?"
Comments 39
He did, however, see a door marked with the familiar sounding name of his therapist. He cleared his throat and gave a firm knock.
Reply
She rose from her seat and counted the usual ten steps to the door, "Hello, Harry, please, come in."
Taking three steps back, she gave him plenty of room to enter the waiting room, "Next time, feel free to just walk in. Consider this a type of... second home, if you like." She closed the door behind him, once he was securely in the room.
"How are you doing this morning?"
Reply
As the door closed, his shoulders twitched. He was here now. And there was no leaving, was there? Perhaps it was a bit dramatic, but he felt as if he were in a small, odd prison cell.
With a startlingly beautiful prison guard.
Well.
"Alright-" he said, glancing at her "Just fine. How are you?"
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment