First Steps The first steps were the most difficult. However, as soon as his feet began to move, Neville realized that walking became easier. Rain was coming down in freezing sheets, but only a few drops filtered through the thick canopy of strangling branches and leaves as he entered the Forbidden Forest. It was eerily silent, the animals all hiding from the cold and wet or scattered much deeper in the wood, skittish at the terrible presence that hung about the grounds. Now that Dumbledore was gone, even the sun seemed dimmer in the sky – when it decided to shine. It was as if the happiness of life had been drained away.Neville tried to distra
You Can't Leave Outside her tent, two dark shapes flitted past, only flickering shadows cast by the fading firelight. There was a tall, loping figure, followed by the unmistakable form of a horse. Both horse and man were lithe and graceful, gliding by in less than a moment.She knew of only one man who could be leaving camp at this time of night, heading towards the mountains. Only one man would leave in the dead of night, avoiding all arguments for him to stay, forsaking all goodbyes.Slipping out of her pile of furs and sliding into a woolen shawl, she quietly emerged from the tent, searching the campsite to see which way he had gone. Glimpsing the tw
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