Who: Sarah and Tonks When: Wednesday, 2PM Where: The park What: Talking Rating: Low Status: Closed/Complete Sarah had gotten some books from the library, one of which she was surprised to find bore her own name. This place certainly held a lot of surprises, didn't it? It was a nice day, and she didn't want to just slink back to her flat like she usually did, so she took the books in her arms and headed for the park. She loved how the sun was shining so brightly, and the wind was just light enough to make the air pleasant without being an issue. She sat down on a bench looking toward a fountain, and looked at the stack of books before her.
Taking a deep breath, Sarah opened the book bearing her own name, not sure what to expect when she read it. It was definitely her style, but it was still alien to her somehow. She recognized her own hopes for a fairytale romance as the protagonist began to describe the man she loved. The story was to be told as a fond memory, it seemed. She smiled happily, knowing she had done well for herself with this book and probably with others as well, though she wondered when they came from. She looked up as she thought she heard a voice.