[ VOLUME FIVE ]CHAPTER 116;
the water is too deep[ AUGUST EIGHTH, 97' ]
Regulus Arcturus Black,
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♱'In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When you're beautiful and dying
All the world that you've denied
When the water is too deep
You can close your eyes and really sleep tonightIf I let you in under my skin
And risen every angel slain
I know what you are running to
Please come back, oh, come back again
I hear the truth, it's coming from youWhen the water is to deep
I will ease your suffering
When the glitter fades in morning
Turn away and you will find my empty eyes
Your beauty blinds'Hera had forgotten the portrait of Mrs Black:
Though she supposed that was her title now and the portrait only showed her mother-in-law.
Still, Hera shuddered at the thought.At the carrying noise of his footsteps, the curtains hiding her flew open and she began to scream, "Mudbloods and filth dishonouring my house— "
Hermione weakly pointed her wand at Mrs Black; with a bang, the curtains swished shut again and silence fell.
"There's been some cloaked men in the square outside since we got here. " she said quietly, casting a furtive look at the front door as they passed.
"They stay there night and day, looking at the house they can't tell is there. ""They can't know you're in here or I'm sure they'd have more people out there, " Hera suggested, "What do you need to leave for?"
"At first it was food, we were barely getting by. " Harry explained, "But now Kreacher's warmed up to me, at least the food problem is solved. "
"That doesn't answer the question. "
"We need to infiltrate the Ministry. "
Harry stopped at the midpoint on the stairs, turning to face her in a matter-of-fact voice.
"Kreacher said Mundungus had stolen the real locket in one of his rounds, and that Umbridge has it now. "
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