HARRY

TWELVE HOURS AGO.

I watched Penelope as she walked in, looking this way and that, trying to check for signs of danger lurking around. I smiled as she walked towards me, pulling a chair shakily and sitting opposite me.

"Hello! You made it, and right on time too! That's impressive. I actually thought you wouldn't show up." I extended my hand for a handshake, which she ignored, rolling her eyes. She seemed too uneasy to even breathe.

"What is it? What do you want from me, Harry? Haven't you done enough already?" she asked, somberly in a cracked voice

I let out a smirk. "You really think that you're...