"You are the love of my life," Y/N said. "I love you."
"If loving me comes with shame," Hermione breathed in a shaky breath. "I don't want your love."
In a matter of seconds, Y/N's world came tumbling down. Hermione's words hit her...
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"About those visions. You mentioned you had two?" Y/N walked past the foyer, and then up the stairs.
One step behind, Harry said, "Yeah, the night of the Yule Ball."
"What'd you see?" Y/N asked, though hesitant, worried she might strike a chord.
"Like the first one, but not exactly . . ." Harry furrowed his eyebrows, their footsteps filling in the quiet silence. "It was in a cemetery. I saw a Grim Reaper statue next to some grave of sorts."
"A grave of sorts?" Y/N tilted her head over her shoulder.
"I'm not sure," Harry's eyebrows hunched together. "Voldemort mentioned the time drawing near . . . he said my name, then - he . . ."
Y/N said with a hint of somber, "Killed you."
Harry nodded. Y/N puckered her lips and tucked her hands into her pockets. They strode into the Great Hall and took seats beside Ron, who was already munching on breakfast. Y/N flashed him a smile as she filled her plate. Ron smiled back, but scrambled eggs spilled from his mouth as he did.
"Anyone else knows?" Y/N nudged Harry by the side.
"I told Hermione," Harry stated, glancing at the table where Hermione chatted with Lavender and Parvati.
Y/N's glance flicked to Hermione. Missing her less than before, even though seeing her with Krum still stung. Maybe she was moving on from Hermione.
"So . . . Agil," Before Y/N could finish her sentence, Ron choked on his food.
"What about her?" Ron coughed with a nervous smile.
Y/N's eyes narrowed on him. "I think she's dating someone."
Ron blushed. "I wonder who."
"I wonder too," Y/N eyed him, eyebrow raised.
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Ron, Harry, and Y/N walked through the last days of January - Summer was nearing, but it didn't seem that way. They trudged on frozen paths and past a frozen lake. Ron groaned the way through, "Blimey, why hasn't someone maintained this lake? What if someone fell through?"
Harry and Y/N clutched their eggs, Y/N even wrapping hers in linen as if it were a baby, fearing it might freeze. Harry found her caution amusing, chuckling each time he saw her.
They took their eggs out because it was a month before the second task and they'd solved nothing at all. Hermione was pushing Harry to figure something out. Y/N figured Hermione would've gone and joined them if the Ravenclaw hadn't tagged along.
