Harry was absent during dinner, he was most nights, but tonight felt different. There was almost a tension in the air. Like the calm before the storm. Then a guitar being tuned could be heard.
“Sirius” Remus said “do you own a guitar”
“No” was Sirius response.A silent question echoed across the room, who was playing the guitar. “It’s Harry” Hermione said answering everyone’s question “he’s the only one not here”
Suddenly a voice cut through the house “All of this turbulence wasn’t forecasted, apologies from the intercom”
Sound erupted from the table. Mainly coming from Ron “that can’t be Harry” he roared.A shout of “don’t be thick Ron obviously it’s him” came from the direction of Fred and George.
“Silent” Molly Weasley shouted red faced. “ boys calm down and listen for once in your lives”
“I always wanted to die clean and pretty
But I’d be to busy on working days
So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn’t forecasted
I couldn’t have changed anyways
I am relieved that I left my room tidy
Goodbye.”
All that could be heard was the sound of the road and static.