#changeofablackheart

He’d finished at Hogwarts a few months back, family pressure going on about what he’s going to do now and assessing the levels he got. It was all a bit frustrating because he didn’t feel ready for anything yet. Still struggling with the deaths a few years back which is probably what brought him out every night when he couldn’t sleep. Wandering the streets of the city in the muggle world out of sight out of mind. Turning one of the corners into the park he saw someone, unsure why he stood out but there was just something about him. Not your usual homeless man and weirdly he had a familiar face though he wasn’t sure why. Heading on over he sat next to him on the bench with a sigh, the young wizard wasn’t very good with others he hadn’t been for a few years now. He struggled with trust and normality. “....fry?” Handing over the little punnet of mcdonalds chips he had not long bought. “Gonna rain.” And just as he said it did, sighing while grabbing out his wand and sparking an umbrella from it. Not even caring because it was just the two of them in the vicinity.