My family decided to watch the final instalment of Harry Potter after almost a decade of not watching in a movie house as a family. We met with my sister’s friend to watch the movie together. It was still early, so we strolled around the mall. We decided to go to Timezone to kill time. My sister and her friend were playing something similar to Guitar Hero as I looked on. I was standing behind them. My mom watched them momentarily but went to a bench after she got bored. My dad would come to watch them briefly while his arm was wrapped around my shoulders. He left, too, to look for a place to smoke. I didn’t leave and I watched the screen while silently laughing at the mistakes they’ve made. Then, I felt someone behind me.
