" Mr. Potter, it's time to take your medicine." A nurse walks into the room with a bottle of a dark murky liquid that Harry knows all to well by now. He takes it twice a day. It's vile tasting but he has become accustomed to it.
"Just set it down Mrs. Marine. I'll get to it in a moment." Harry was sitting at the window looking up at the sky thinking of his mother and father once again.
Mrs. Marine sets the bottle and a goblet on the stand next to the bed. She looks at Harry for a few moments before taking her leave.
"Mrs. Marine", Harry stopped her before she was out of the door completely.
"Yes Mr. Potter?"
" Thank you for all you have done to help me." Mrs. Marine looked at Harry speechless. She fondled with her words before managing to say your welcome and taking her leave.
