"Don't make that promise when we both know it could break," Hermione told her with a cry, but Y/N only gave a small smile as she rested her forehead against hers.
"I promise you that I'll come back. Either in this life or another, I promise. I'...
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The group of five stood in the small bedroom, all of them looking at Hermione as she held up a strand of hair. "And you're definitely sure that it's hers," Ron asked as they eyed the piece of hair, the redhead in his own disguise that Sofia and Y/N had helped get him into. His wore a beard with his hair slightly longer, dressed in all black.
"Positive," the bushy-haired girl replied quietly, the group all sharing glances at each other before Harry cleared his throat and motioned to the door.
"Right...well, we'll be on the beach waiting for you. Make sure the Polyjuice is fully in your system," he told her, turning to the door and gesturing for Ron and Sofia to follow as Y/N stayed in her position leaning against the wall. With a glance to the girl, Sofia silently asked if she was coming, being given a nod along with the motion for her to go with the boys and wait.
Shutting the door behind her, Sofia left the two silently in the room, Hermione still in a trance as she looked at the stand of hair in between her fingers.
"You don't have to, you know," Y/N spoke up as she eyed her worriedly, "If you'd rather Sofia and I be her, it's fine. You don't need to."
With a small glance up to her and a shake of her head, Hermione sighed. "No, I want to. She's been in my head for the past few days, and I think this'll help me see that I shouldn't be afraid of someone like her. I'll be fine."
"You're sure," Y/N questioned softly, taking in the girl's slightly nervous demeanor as she saw Hermione shuffle her weight between her feet. "There's nothing wrong if you don't want to. I only want you to do it if you're comfortable."
She watched Hermione think for a moment, her eyes averting to the floor before she looked back up to her with a hesitant nod. "I promise that I'll be okay. And besides, I'd rather it not be you because if the potion wears off then you'll be compromised. I can do it."
With an understanding hum, Y/N leant off of the wall and slowly walked towards her. "Right, but if the potion wears off of you then you'll get in trouble, and that's the last thing I want to happen—"
"I've got the ring, Y/N. Even if I get caught, nothing'll hurt me," Hermione interjected with a soft, pointed look, Y/N backing down with a deep breath and shy nod. Looking away to the small clock on the wall, Y/N read the time.
"Okay. Fine, I trust you. But if anything happens to you I'm stepping in, alright," she clarified, Hermione giving a nod and a small smile before sparing a glance out the window to see Harry, Ron, and Sofia all making their way onto the beach.
