"Bucky," Hermione muttered, looking out the window with her hands on her cheeks.

Her mind was all about the man, and she didn't have the heart to remind Harry to remember to write to Dumbledore or Sirius about the scars and dreams.

Harry couldn't care about the aching scar on his head for some reason.

Where does it hurt? Is Ginny's hands not warm enough? Or is her body not soft enough?

Only Ron sat at the entrance of the carriage, looking out the window and waiting

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