DogBites
Epilogue
Mr. Potter stood at the kitchen counter, stirring his cup of coffee. He looked at the blue clock on the wall, and looked towards his wife who sat at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and the newest issf Thf The Daily Prophet.
“Shouldn’t I go wake up those boys? They’ve been sleeping in long enough, don’t you think?”
With a little private smirk, Mrs. Potter shook her head as her hazel eyes sparkled, reading over the headlines and watching the movie pictures.
“No, dear. They’ve had a…rough night. Let them sleep a little longer.”
Fin