"I'm not coming back even if it does reopen," Harry had said.
"Harry, there's nowhere safer than Hogwarts. You know that," Hermione Granger pleaded. "Please Harry; I know you need to find the other horcruxes. I know. But Dumbledore didn't die so you would throw your future away."
"I'm with you if you want to leave, mate, but I reckon Hermione's right."
"Not only is it safer there, but Hogwarts needs us to keep the students safe. With Voldemort on the rise who knows who the next headmaster will be!" Hermione cried.
"He left it up to me, you know that," Harry said angrily. "It's ME who has to kill Voldemort. It's ME who's in the prophecy. Now that Dumbledore's dead, it's up to ME to find and destroy the other horcruxes. How do you not see that?"
"I know Harry," Hermione said, "but it won't help at all to jump into this with no idea of where we're going. I didn't say you had to focus on your studies next year while at school, I just think you need to be at Hogwarts! Don't you understand?"
"We'll help you find them, Harry." Ron said solemnly. "You're not in this alone." Harry sat and thought, still angry. Would it be worthwhile to return? Where would he start looking? Could he do it without his friends there?
"Alright." He sighed, touching his scar. "I'll return. But there's no guarantee I'll be staying."