Morning June 10
Charlie decided that it was time to visit Grimmauld Place. He had never set foot inside the house, although he'd heard the stories. For his mother to comment in her owls, things really had to be bad. He thought he had been prepared, but nothing in his imagination could come close to the dark and depressing appearance of the house.
As he entered the sitting room, he looked around. He couldn't pinpoint one thing that made him uneasy; it was more the general atmosphere that gave him an almost claustrophobic feeling. He was suddenly glad that he'd spent the year in Romania. Any extended stay in this house would have driven him mad.
As he entered the sitting room, he looked around. He couldn't pinpoint one thing that made him uneasy; it was more the general atmosphere that gave him an almost claustrophobic feeling. He was suddenly glad that he'd spent the year in Romania. Any extended stay in this house would have driven him mad.