Chapter VII-123...boom
Sleeping has never been easy for me. I've never been able to actually fall asleep since I started studying at Hogwarts. Constantly being the target of assassination attempts does that to you.
But that brings us to now. I'm lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling, unable to sleep. It's not long before sunrise. The silence of the house is filled with the sound of a few birds singing outside, making me sigh internally and sit up in bed.
Well, let's start the day then...
Some time later...
I had already taken a shower and had coffee, and now I'm meditating a little. Meditation was a habit I acquired with Remus, something that helps me a lot to think and organize my feelings about what I need.
I still have no idea what happened to my relatives. That means they are possibly dead. I have no idea how I should feel about that fact, but whether I like it or not, Petunia and her son are the only direct blood relatives I have left.
Okay Harry, enough thinking. I have to concentrate on my meditation...
Three days later...
It's been three days since it all started, and not much has happened here. Well, until this morning at least...
Everything started normally. I got up early, checked my protections, meditated, and trained spells until noon. Then I ate and counted my food supplies until it started.
First, several planes flew over the house toward the city. Then came the noise. Then came the tremors that made me run under the table until everything stopped, leaving me there horrified, thinking about how stupid human beings are, in short (no offense to those who are smart). Needless to say, I threw up all my lunch again on the kitchen floor.
It breaks my heart to think of all the uninfected people coming to an end so suddenly.
This is sad, very sad.
Hot tears bathe my face as I curl into my cold body.
Humanity is terrible...