He leaned against the glass of the train's window, looking at the distant outlines of the land they were crossing.
"Harry, are you alright? I'm sorry you had to stay..." Ginny said.
"I'm fine Ginny, don't worry." he assured her, smiling.
She brightened up, and returned to her book.
As they entered a gallery, he sighed, looking away from the now useless window.
It sure was different without Hermione and Ron, but it had been him that had decided to stay with Ginny for another few days, since she still had things to do at Hogwarts.
He snapped back as he heard her book being closed.
He looked at her, taking in her hair, her beautiful features... And she was his.
He loved her, as did she.
"Hey, I'm going to get something to eat, do you want anything?" she then said, and after he shook his head, she was off.
He took a second to look around at the empty carriage, and then closed his eyes.
They were still in the gallery, which in reality was a natural port-key to London's Platform 9¾.
The wagon was one of the last ones, right after the bar, so it would've been a while before the particular Apparation of the whole train was complete.
As he felt a fresh-cold breath against his face, and he grinned.
"Ginny, if you don't want to give me a heart attack, please stop doing th-" he began while opening his eyes, just to freeze.
He was face to… hood… with a floating black cape.
Before he could think of anything his lips parted and his Patronum appeared, making the dark creature retreat a little.
His scar started to tingle.
Thanks to that Horcrux he did not feel the effects of wandless magic, because the needed energy was drained from Voldemort's soul fragment and not from his body.
And seeing as a Horcrux couldn't be destroyed by the draining, he had a timeless supply of magic for tool-less spells.
'Why is a Lethifold here, aren't they supposed to be only around the tropics... Why why why'
The thoughts began flying in his head at maximum speed, the adrenaline rushing over him.
"Flagrate" he mumbled, and never taking his eyes off the Shroud, he began writing.
Hopefully someone would notice...
"Oh my God HARRY!" he heard, and from the glass-door that led to the wagon he saw Ginny, terrified and eyes wide open.
It looked like the message wasn't needed anymore... he dispelled the unfinished «Lethifold Attack», the fiery letters disappearing instantly.
Right after, the Lethifold snapped in the witch's direction, the path to his new pray clear from any obstacles... Like his Patronum.
Harry cursed, dispelling his protection.
He closed his eyes, and sent a fireball at the Shroud, regaining it's attention.
Completely.
"Harry!" he heard, and then everything went dark and cold, as he felt the Lethifold envelope him in a dark embrace.
He used his last piece of consciousness to Apparate himself and the Shroud away from the train, and finally gave in.