Going home

“What about them? Ginny said going back into her posh chair wile the clothes she was wearing materialized again, it seemed a very neat trick to have, and I wonder how happy women will be having that way of changing clothes.

“Don’t you think that it is time to go home? I mean, this bed is not exactly the most comfortable thing around” no matter how much they wanted patients to feel alright, it didn’t change the fact that this was a hospital.

“Home… I like that, so, do you want to wish to be there or the normal way?”

“I think it would alright to go there with my parents, there is no hurry” I said trying to not notice how happy she seemed to be when I said the word home, it seems that she was really enjoying life now after being trapped inside that locket for who knows how long. While I was thinking about it I heard the sound of the door opening and the sight of both my parents entering the room.