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123| Godric's Hollow

''𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚.''

𝗔𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. I felt better then I did before, just the lingering headache from the snout that protruded from my skull. Hermione wasn't able to clean out the smell of the Wolfsbane from her bag, I felt guilty for that. She reassured that it was fine, it wouldn't cause anything big in the future. 

Ron still hadn't came back. I was starting to miss him more then I cared to admit. Hemione visibly missed him more then I did and Harry, well, I'm not sure about him. He hasn't really shown any sign of missing the ginger. If I had to guess, he probably did miss him, but is staying strong for the two of us. 

It made me wonder just where Ron had gone. Did he go back to The Burrow? Maybe Grimmauld Place? He wouldn't have gone back to Hogwarts, not with Snape now appointed Headmaster and Death Eaters for staff members. I overheard the news while listening to the radio before he left. 

I hoped that Dean was all right. We haven't seen him on our travels nor heard anything else about him and the goblins he happened to be traveling with. Did Tonks already have her baby? I wonder what the child's name is. Remus hadn't told me about any of the name ideas they had came up with back at the wedding, mainly because we were attacked before he got the chance. 

Sitting outside with Hermione, I sat on the rock beside her, looking out and over the cliff. She had a book in her lap, one that I hadn't taken an interest in. Hermione had a scarf and jacket wrapper around her, keeping herself warm from the cold. Meanwhile, I just had a jacket to save me from the breeze. It had been calming to me, to say the least. 

''Hermione? You were right.'' Harry shouted from behind us, making his way across the rocks. ''Snitches have flesh memories, but I didn't catch the first snitch with my hand. I almost swallowed it.''

Harry sat down beside me, handing the Snitch over to Hermione and setting it in her gloved hand. I remembered Harry's first game, since it was also mine. Marcus was there, the first I've ever talked to him and it happened to be about Greyback's letters. Harry caught the snitch, after he had fallen off his broom trying to get it. That's when he spit it out and held it up for everyone to see, declaring Gryffindor the win. 

'''I open at the close.''' Hermione read off the Snitch.

''Yeah. What do you think that means?'' Harry asked. If I took a guess, I would say that it means that the Snitch opens at the close. As it very clearly states.

''I don't know.'' Hermione answers, shaking her head. I take a hold of the Snitch, looking at it for myself. ''I found something as well.''

Hermione reaches behind her to grab the book that was sitting with her on the rock, Harry moving to sit beside her. I moved closer to Hermione, staying on my own rock so that I could still see pretty well.