Severus Snape #3

It's a beautiful morning in London. The sun is shining, it's not that hot; it's a very cool morning. There's no traffic or people shouting like always; it's a perfect morning. In the city center, at 11 in the morning, there's a very peculiar shop that, unlike all the shops with neutral and dull colors, this one shines brightly: a crafts shop full of bright colors, plants, and colored skylights in the roof. The sun was shining directly on that shop, making it stand out more. *Inside that shop, there's something that doesn't fit, or rather, someone: a tall, pale man with long hair and black eyes, a Greek nose, and completely black clothing. Severus Snape is his name, a wizard who detests everything that has to do with Muggles, and he was in a Muggle shop. Besides, it wasn't the first time he'd been to that shop; he'd been there several times. It was weird, but he liked it; it was quiet and had nice things. The black-haired boy was deep in thought until a girl who was the complete opposite of him approached him: a girl with very colorful clothing and full of accessories. * "Good morning, miss..." he said, slurring his words and with his deep voice