[It was a boring day as any... Now it's dark outside. As dark as a 12 o'clock could be... Wait, it's not 12 o'clock yet. There's stil five more fucking minutes for the fucking merry day to come to it's fucking 'happy' end. Shit, too much swearing... It's all because of that woman. I, a third year med student in this rotten country with it's rotten people, instead of studying for the upcoming exams, spend my precious time with my i-Pad Pro while lying down on my queen size bed. With a little soothing music in the background, What I'm doing is being a nice little bookworm... Or is it a padworm?]

As I contemplate many little random things as I always do, I put my i-pad down on my bed and get up. I get up and go outside to take a fresh air as I'm always holed up in my modest room. I dont see my family during my short journey outside. My feet take me to the park right beside our apartment. As I spot an isolated wooden bench that wasn't there before, I decided to take a seat on it because for some reason, It seemed especially tempting, as though it was representing the gloominess but most of all, the loneliness of my heart... And right now, I needed a friend...

"Hey Mr.Bench? Why are you all alone? Would you be my friend? Would you be the one to heal the fragile heart of a poor soul not long ago dumped by his 'girlfriend'? Would you please help me?"

I wasn't paying any attention to anything around me. I was so engrossed and desperate for this 'ordinary' bench to understand me that in my momentary childishness, I did not notice the strange light emitting from the very bench that I was sitting on and desperately crying for help from. When I finally noticed something strange was going on, it was already too late and suddenly, I was filled with a strange sensation which was not pleasant at all.

"What the fu...?"

Without even finishing the sentence reserved only for the high cultured gentlemen, I died... At least that's the only thing so as to describe what I just experianced and am still experiancing. It's as if I'm a photon traveling at the speed of light to a place just for me, far far away... Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours, hours became days an so on...

[How long has it been, I wonder? When am I ever going to meet with the embodiment of lonliness itself? Wait, maybe we have already met when I was alive... And maybe that's why this trip seems not that excrutiating. And there was that too... Or rather, her... Not my ex who dumped me, but her... I was finding solace just by picturing her smile. Especially her chocholate brown foxy eyes... I had first seen her when I was very little. She was the female lead character of the popular series, Harry Potter. Hermione Granger... The love of my life... Not the person who is playing the role as her mind you, but the character as it was shown on the movie series. There was a time I would read the series all over again right after finishing it till the next book finally came out. Though I do not know the number of times I have read the series, I do know that It was enough for me to see the character Harry as a part of me... But the fact that Harry chose Ginny in the books and the movies made me crazy to no end! How could he 'see' Hermione as a sister when she gave so much for him? How could he be attracted to anybody but Hermione? The things that they have experianced, the things that she and 'I' experianced, deserves something much more... Look at me talking, maybe my ex dumped me because she could sense that my heart was not beating only for her, or maybe I'm overthinking thi... haa??]

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As I was lost in my on world, suddenly things started to become much slower, then everything suddenly stopped. As if I have finally arrived to my final destination, a peculiar feeling not much different to the afterglow of having a nice hot bath encapsulated my very being...

"Whao? My body! And my eyes!! My voice?"

As I was in a euphoric state, my mind still managed to fiddle itself with bullshit questions.

[My voice came out just like a child's... What the fuck? Is this the afterlife? Do people in heaven all regardless of their age are little brats? Oh shit, what if this is hell? Wait, where is the proof that I'm in heaven in the first place? First let's just calm down and figure out where the hell I am...]

I slowly flex my muscles to get up from the ground where I was lying as it makes a creaking noise. When I look around me, I vaguely make out the interior of the room I was in.

"Jeez... Just how old is this place? It was definitly not meant for happily ever afters that's for sure... And the storm outside is definitly not helping now is it?" I softly murmured.

As I was inspecting the room, my eyes fell on a small figure sleeping on a couch near the place that I was just lying. As I saw who the figure was, the only thing that could come out of this noble mouth was:

"Holy shit!"

I immediatly searched for a mirror to confirm my suspicions, not paying any attention to the rudely awoken figure or the loud banging on the door which could only be caused by a certain half-giant.

As I got into the bathroom that was located just beneath the stairs that was leading upstairs, I found a mirror at last only to confirm my suspicions.

"Holy shit! I'm Harry Potter!!"