In the shadows, Ron lies on his back, staring gloomily at the pitched ceiling of the tent, listening to the radio's murmur, while Hermione, wearing a red scarf against the chill, Y/n's head resting on her shoulder while the (h/c) haired girl runs the fingers absentmindedly hand through Harry's hair, alternately employing the wand in her right hand to trim Harry's hair and
"Oh my god..." Hermione gasped
"What?" both Harry and Y/n asked alarmed
"I'll tell you in a minute." Hermione said.
Harry watches his hair dropping to the ground.
"Maybe you could tell me now." Harry suggests
"Alright. The Sword of Gryffindor? It's Goblin made" .
"Brilliant." You whisper
"You don't understand. Dirt and rust have no effect on the blade. It only takes in that which makes it stronger."
"O-kay." Harry said. Suddenly realization hits you.
"Harry. You already destroyed one Horcrux, right? Tom Riddle's diary -- in the Chamber of Secrets." You said.
"With a basilisk fang. If you tell me Hermione's got one of those in that bloody beaded bag of her--
"Don't you see! In the Chamber of Secrets, you stabbed the basilisk with the Sword of Gryffindor. Its blade is impregnated with basilisk venom." You exclaimed
"It only takes in that which makes it stronger..." Harry whispered
"Exactly! Which means-"
"... it can destroy Horcruxes." Harry completed
"Which is why Dumbledore left it to you in his will." Hermione said
"You're guys are brilliant!" he exclaimed
"Actually, we're highly logical, which allows me to look past the extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.
"There's only one problem..." Harry was cut off.
Suddenly the lights click off...
"The sword was stolen." Ron said
The lights click back on. Y/n, Hermione and Harry turn, see Ron, Deluminator in hand, lying in the shadows of his bunk, staring at the roof as the first drops of rain hit the canvas above.
"Yeah, I'm still here. But you three carry on. Don't let me spoil your fun."
Harry and Y/n glance at Hermione, who is studying Ron warily.
"What's the problem?" y/n asked Ron
"Problem? There's no problem. Not according to you, anyway." He snapped back at her.
Harry stood in front of Y/n protectively
"Look, don't be shy. If you've got something to say, spit it out." Harry said calmly
Ron swings out of the bunk. As his face meets the light, he looks mean, the locket chain glittering.
"All right, I'll spit it out. Don't expect me to skip up and down because now there's some
other damn thing we've got to find."
"Ron..." Hermione whispered
"I thought you knew what you signed up for." Harry said
"Yeah, I thought I did too." Ron snarled
"I don't understand. What part of this isn't living up to your expectations? Did you think we'd be staying in five-star hotels? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Did you think you'd be back to Mummy by Christmas?" Harry asked
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ARRANGED TO BE LOVED ꩜ draco malfoy.
RomanceIn their 6th year at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy and (Y/N) Blackwood are forced into an arranged marriage by their pureblood families, expected to navigate their feelings between their chaotic life at Hogwarts. Are they made for each other or will they f...
