"Words are our greatest and inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both inflicting pain and alleviating it."
Albus Dumbledore.
another day. another dull awakening.
Harry threw the blankets away from him and put on his slippers. Ron was already awake: he hadn't slept much.
-Harry, I've been to the Great Hall before, rumor has it we're going to Hogsmead this afternoon.
Sleepy Harry replied: - Later we get better ... I thought we would go on the weekend-
- Apparently no, from clothes, so let's go.
Meanwhile in the women's dormitory Hermione was collecting scrolls:
she had spent the night camped near the windows to look at the stars and study them, her smile was brighter than them.
She walked without her friends, lost in her thoughts, to the Great Hall.
- Dear ones, classes are off today so you can prepare well for the trip to Hogsmead. - Flitwick announced
At the Gryffindor table Harry was (well in modern terms we could call him a slime :)): he didn't talk to anyone, except Ronald.
-I'm happy not to teach, so we can spend time together, what do you think guys? - Hermione asked enthusiastically
"Yeah, great idea!" Ron exclaimed
Harry spoke in favor of it with a few words.
They opted for a walk to the screaming hovel.
Running like children to the courtyard, Harry decided to let go of the sadness and put on the grief mask, to endure anything related to Hermione and Cedric.
- So, who are you going to the prom with? -
Harry braced himself: -I don't know, but Ron will kill hearts- he said, forcing himself to joke
-Well, modestly- Ron joked, adjusting his uniform.
Hermione smiled.
-You will surely find someone Harry, there are dozens and dozens of girls who would like to come with you-
Harry kicked a stone: the only girl he wanted to go with didn't want to.
They spent their time talking seated in front of the thumping plane tree: Ron did not take his eyes off Hermione for a second and Harry looked at Ron to avoid Hermione's gaze.
-What about entering the screaming hovel? It seems centuries have passed since we last entered here- Ron suggested
"Okay, come on," said Harry
They entered and explored it, being a magical house the environments changed.
Running and laughing Harry and Hermione passed Ron and ventured into a corridor: suddenly the walls shrunk.
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I was a few centimeters from hermione's lips, the floor gave way on her side: I took her by the backside
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Harry grabbed me on the fly: he was so close to me, I watched his blue eyes of him for those moments that seemed like hours
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suddenly the corridor was as before and Ron rushed to their aid.
Harry's heart had stopped: chills ran through him. Hermione was breathing heavily.
Nobody knew what they felt in those moments.
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