Malcolm Baddock (mockbadlad) wrote in regulation, @ 2008-04-26 13:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | malcolm baddock, mila macnair |
Who: Malcolm Baddock and Mila McNair
Where: Nemetona Park, muggle/magical intersection within Mathwall
When: Afternoon, April 26
What: A chat between colleagues.
Rating: G
Status: Complete
Spontaneity had brought him here. The weather was gorgeous, and he had wanted to enjoy it. So he left his flat and merely began walking, taking turns at random and having no clear destination in mind. He reasoned that he could always Apparate back to his flat should he find himself completely lost, but even so, he had never been too terrible with directions, and it wasn't as if he felt there was any danger in the situation.
And yet of all places, his legs had carried him here. He hadn't even realized it at the time; he had been busy reflecting upon his week, losing himself in thoughts of the past and unanswered questions that continued to puzzle him. And as he sat on the bench and watched children playing, and dogs being walked, he could not help but wonder at how remarkably everything seemed to have recovered in two weeks.
Everything except for him, anyway.