Characters: Gilderoy and Rita
Setting: Rita's Apartment, at 8'oclock sharp
It was already depressingly dark. Rita lived in a largely muggle inhabited building, so at least I didn't have to wait outside in the dark. My encounter with Bellatrix Lestrange still preyed upon my nerves. I found myself glancing into the shadows continuously whenever I was alone at night - mind you, everyone was doing that these days. I stepped up to the front door and knocked, then cast my gaze around the corridor, as bidden by my persistent paranoia. I sincerely hoped Rita could cure me of this unseemly gloom. Writer's block was not an easy burden to carry.