Harry Potter -- Blanket Forts -- Day 30 -- "Alone"

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prompt for Day 30
Alone | Day 30 | PG | 107 words

The winters are hardest, after the others are gone and he is alone. It seems colder, not to have anyone to spend Christmas and New Years with, to fill the endless nights of February. He moves into a smaller flat--yes, because it's cheaper, but also in the hope that the clutter of furniture will keep it from feeling so empty.

It doesn't work.

So he lets the frost build up on the windows and block out the rest of the world. He lets the fire die, doesn't touch the Muggle radiator, and only when he's stopped shivering does he feel like he might ever be at peace.

Feedback is better than chocolate.