nothing is what it use to be ::open::

[valval89]

Harry James Potter tossed and turned in his sleep all night. Thoughts went through his head and soon he woke up sweating and shaking. He grabbed his glasses and shoved them onto his face. Dreams had started to keep him up at night. Mostly they were about him not being able to protect his family. That someone was killing them and he just stood there watching it happen not able to do anything about it. He looked over to Ginny’s side of the bed and didn't see her there. She was at work and he had the day off today. There was someone else in the shop today and he was glad.

Sighing he got up out of bed and limped into the bathroom. Turning on the shower he got the water just right, stripped down, and then got into the shower. The water ran down his body as he let the hot water soothe his leg. It always hurt, but that morning it was hurting worse than usual. Getting out of the shower an hour later he dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he walked out of the bathroom into his room. He looked through his drawers and a minute later was getting dressed. After that he stared at his knee brace. He hated the blasted damned thing. Sighing he threw the knee brace into the closet not really wanting it anywhere near him.

He had to wear that when he was an auror and he messed up his knee so many times. He sighed as he thought about his old job. He missed it and knew he needed to figure out what happened to Robert Leblanc before he would ever be allowed to have his old job back. Grabbing his cane he limped through the house and into the kitchen. He looked through the fridge and couldn't find his bottle of whiskey. Sighing he stood up and closed the fridge. He rubbed the back of his head and thought for a minute. It was his day off he could go to the Leaky Cauldron. That’s what he would do. He could have a nice breakfast or lunch whatever the time was he needed something to eat. He apperated to the Leaky Cauldron ordered some food and whiskey. He sat there as he waited for his food.

[maria]

(OOC: I hope the little past i put in isn't an issue if so let me know and I'll change it immediately. )

Maria was unsure of what time it was as she zoomed down the streets of London with a few muggle friends in an American car called a Camaro. She had always found it more entertaining to hang out with muggles over her own kind. This probably had a lot to do with why her father and all of his ex wives had hated her so much. Hell her father used to call her the abomination to his friends. You see her father had been a death eater and for him to have had a child like her that would runaway and stay with muggles was disgraceful to him. Then again it could have been for just those reasons that she had done it and had become the way she was.

Now at this point Maria had been awake for near two days. Surely she would be about to crash if it were not for all of the drugs in her system. As her and her comrades were riding around in the car they were smoking a marijuana blunt before they were to all go their separate ways. They were all laughing hysterically over a comment that not one of them would have so much as smirked at had they been sober. Maria even realized this mid laugh which caused her to laugh even harder. People stared at them as they blew past with smoke pouring out of the slightly cracked windows. As they finished the cigar Maria was asked where she should be dropped off, and she directed the driver to drop her off just outside the leaky cauldron which of course he could not see.

Maria stood on the sidewalk as she watched them drive down the street and take a corner at dangerous speed. She then lit a cigarette and walked into the leaky cauldron. She of course had no intentions of spending any time at the bat being the owner of the three broomsticks. No she had intended on just passing through to Diagon Alley so that she could go make a withdrawal from gringotts. That was of course until she spotted someone she knew, Harry Potter. She did not just know him because of his fame but because he would stop by the three broomsticks from time to time. Also because he had come to confiscate muggle drugs from her a few times. She smiled as she walked over to him. "Mind if I sit down?"