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Post by Hermione Granger on Jul 22, 2011 20:28:44 GMT
Hermione had just arrived at the Burrow, normally the joy she felt when being with her best friend and his family would make her smile so much. However, ever since the end of term she worried if she would ever see them again. It seemed like a horrible dream, how could Dumbeldore be dead, he cold not have gone.
It was like the world had changed in the blink of an eye, the usually strong willed girl felt scared. She would never admit this but after having left her parents for what could have been the last time how else could she feel. At least they would be safe now miles and miles away across the world, and they will know she even existed.
Sighing and pulling her bag over her shoulder she put on a convincing smile and walked up the path to the quiet little house in front of her.
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