Everything was looking great in Elizabeth’s life. She has a good job, a place to live and getting in touch again with the magic she abandoned for so many years. As she was walking the streets, she started to look at the sketches she was carrying on her hands when something or somebody crash with her.
“Ouch” She said while rubbing her forehead. Elizabeth looked at the person in front of her, and noticed that it was a man probably of her age or maybe a few years younger (She couldn’t tell) the only thing she could think about was how small she felt in front of him. He was a very muscular and tall man, so of course she was a little intimidated by him.
"I am so sorry. I didn't watch where I was going while I was apparating...." She heard him say, this brought her back to reality.
“Don’t worry its ok” Elizabeth told him with a polite smile, her smile disappeared quickly once she realized all of her sketches were spread in the street “ Oh no… ” was the only thing that came out of Elizabeth’s mouth, while she started to pick all of her sketches very quickly.