Previous chapter:
Chapter 61: Winky
Next chapter:
Chapter 63: New Beginnings
PREVIEW
... es. The room smelled of antiseptic potions and fresh linen—that particular blend unique to magical healing spaces. Harry sat propped against pillows, idly flipping through a dog-eared Quidditch magazine. Despite a day of recovery, shadows still lingered under his eyes.
He looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Arthur." Harry straightened, setting aside the magazine. "Didn’t expect to see you here."
Arthur pulled up a chair, its wooden legs scraping against ston ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























