As was in my nature, I began to kiss from the corner of her mouth to the side of her jaw, until I reached her neck. I could feel every shallow breath in her body against mine, even through her throat and to my lips
 

"Hermione, that is what I like to call the ugly truth."
 

 This was going to be a very interesting summer.
 
 

His platinum blond hair, hanging loose over his stormy grey eyes. His signature smirk quirking up his lips as he looked into my eyes. I put the pieces together, his hair, his eyes, his smirk, and his voice. I knew him.
 

"Which brings us to our current problem," he said, clearing his throat loudly before continuing in a hushed voice. "Someone has released a Greater Demon from inside our room and we haven't located it."
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

"My darling, my daughter, you are not dead. Children of Lilith will not die when they help their mother, no they will not," the woman whispered, smiling a sly smile as the young girl jerked suddenly, taking in a sharp breath as her heart was set into motion once more. "Come back, my daughter. Come back to serve your mother."
 
 

"Miss Granger, are you all right?" Dumbledore asked me, frowning with concern. I took a deep breath, braced myself for the days to come, and told the biggest lie of all.

"I'll be fine."
 
 
 

"Will you tell me a story?" I asked his chest in a small voice, ignoring his last comment. He was so quiet that, for a split second, I thought he'd already fallen asleep. However, he began whispering, and his words pulled me into a different world.
 
 
 
 

"Ginny," was all he could choke out before she threw herself into his arms and kissed him, her mouth as sweet and warm as he remembered. He dropped the mask and wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and spinning her around in his elation.
 
 
 

"Here's what I advise, Harmony. You're in a race, a race against the Clave and Hawthorne's life. Now, if you're willing to give up your immortality, you will be able to save yourself and Hawthorne."