Post by Deleted on May 26, 2009 2:18:40 GMT -5
Since leaving the RAF over a year ago and putting my life savings into fixing up the Leaky Cauldron, I had been pretty busy. At first it had been rough, with most wizards and witches avoiding the place in favor of more hip establishments. Eventually, however, people had started returning to the old favorite pub. It really helped when the Ministry reopened the entrance to Trio's Alley in the backalley of the pub.
Since then, I had been quite busy. Occasionally I could sneak off and look over the airfields that had been my home until a year ago. I still held onto hope that I would run into him again. But unless he was magical like me, chances were extremely slim.
So far it had been a slow morning in the pub. I had been up since 6 am getting things ready for the day and doing my daily exercise, keeping myself in shape. Dressed in my normal jeans and black tank top, I sat behind the bar reading the latest Daily Prophet, idly playing with my old dog tags.
Since then, I had been quite busy. Occasionally I could sneak off and look over the airfields that had been my home until a year ago. I still held onto hope that I would run into him again. But unless he was magical like me, chances were extremely slim.
So far it had been a slow morning in the pub. I had been up since 6 am getting things ready for the day and doing my daily exercise, keeping myself in shape. Dressed in my normal jeans and black tank top, I sat behind the bar reading the latest Daily Prophet, idly playing with my old dog tags.