The Silver Doe

           ItwassnowingbythetimeHermionetookoverthewatchatmidnight.Harry’sdreamswereconfusedanddisturbing:Naginiwoveinandoutofthem,firstthroughawreathofChristmasroses.Hewokerepeatedly,panicky,convincedthatsomebodyhadcalledouttohiminthedistance,imaginingthatthewindwhippingaroundthetentwasfootstepsorvoices.

           FinallyhegotupinthedarknessandjoinedHermione,whowashuddledintheentrancetothetentreadingAHistoryofMagicbythelightofherwand.Thesnowwasfallingthickly,andshegreetedwithreliefhissuggestionofpackingupearlyandmovingon.

           "We’llgosomewheremoresheltered,"sheagreed,shiveringasshepulledonasweatshirtoverherpajamas."IkeptthinkingIcouldhearpeoplemovingoutside.IeventhoughIsawsomebodyonceortwice."

           Harrypausedintheactofpullingonajumperandglancedatthesilent,motionlessSneakoscopeonthetable.

           "I’msureIimaginedit,"saidHermione,lookingnervous."Thesnowthedark,itplaystricksonyoureyes…ButperhapsweoughttoDisapparateundertheInvisibilityCloak,justincase?"

           Halfanhourlater,withthetentpacked,HarrywearingtheHorcrux,andHermioneclutchingthebeadedbag,theyDisapparated.Theusualtightnessengulfedthem;Harry’sfeetpartedcompanywiththesnowyground,thenslammedhardontowhatfeltlikefrozenearthcoveredinleaves.

           "Wherearewe?"heasked,peeringaroundatthefreshmassoftreesasHermioneopenedthebeadedbagandbegantuggingoutthetentpoles.

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