The third chapter is coming up...
May. 18th, 2010 09:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zairaaI have been a bit tired these past few weeks, and that has shown with my writing and pretty much everything else fanfiction related.
But things are looking up. I have finished the new chapter of Shadow of a Doubt, which means there will be an update to that story soon.
Here is a tiny little Sneak Peek:
They were back in the Apparition Room, and apparently Mr. Hardstone's job was done with that because he only gave a curt nod towards Harry, and then turned around to walk out the door. Only when he realized that Harry was still standing in the middle of the room, not making any attempts to move, he turned back to him.
''You know how to get back?'' he asked impatiently, and Harry nodded silently.
Therefor the man was already half way down the corridor, when something else occurred to Harry. ''Wait!'' he called, running after him. ''Please.''
Mr. Hardstone stopped, turning back to Harry with his eyebrows raised in a questioning frown.
''If- if I want to go back,'' Harry asked, watching the tall man hesitantly. ''What... do you know what I have to do? If I want to go and... if I want to visit again?''
The wizard's frown deepened as he studied Harry through narrowed eyes. ''Seems he still go it,'' he said in distaste.
Harry stared at him in confusion. ''Ehm, what?''
''Never mind,'' Mr. Hardstone shook his head. ''If you want to visit Black regularly, you have to go to the Prison Service down the corridor, where I picked you up this morning. They can grant a visit every two weeks for family members. Not that anyone would be crazy enough to do that.''
''W-what do you mean?'' Harry asked uncertainly.
''Kid, you have been the first visitor to go to Azkaban in at least two years. Normally people are not too keen to acknowledge their criminal relatives. Never mind going to that place to see them.''
''B-but I can...?''
''Yeah. If you are so hell bend to visit a damn Death Eater, you can!'' Mr. Hardstone shot Harry a glare, and then he brusquely turned away and walked off.
