A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed so far. Here's chapter Two. I hope you like it.

Harry cursed quietly. He had found Hermione the perfect gift for her birthday months before, just a simple locket into which she could place a photo of her parents; it would be the only thing she would have of them once they were off hunting for the Horcruxes. He figured that a sentimental gift like that, would probably be the best bet as it would be Hermione's eighteenth and who knew if she would ever see her parents again. It might not be much, but at least it would be something for her to hold onto. Only now he didn't have it.

Harry tugged furiously at his hair, causing it to stand on end and cursed again. How could he have been so stupid? How many times had Hermione warned them that they might have to leave at a moments notice; that they couldn't stay at Grimmauld Place forever? And yet he still hadn't listened had he? He'd left the locket that he'd gotten for Hermione in a drawer in the master bedroom. He could try using a summoning charm, but that could be risky. He didn't want anyone learning their current location. True, none of them had anticipated that they wouldn't be able to return after their little excursion to the Ministry of Magic, but even so he should have been prepared. How much effort would it have taken to just slip the locket into his bag when Hermione wasn't around? Then he wouldn't be sat here now feeling like a total idiot.

He scowled in the direction of the tent, where Hermione and Ron were placing protective charms so that their whereabouts should be unknown. It was stupid really, but he felt like he'd let Hermione down. He was such an idiot, all it would have taken was two seconds of extra preparation.

Harry started hunting in his bag for a thicker jumper to wear when he heard footsteps on the ground behind him. His hand closed on something small and metallic and his heart leaped. He didn't remember packing the locket, was sure he hadn't, but here it was. Looking up to see who had approached him, he saw Hermione giving him a small smile.

"I wasn't sure what that meant to you," she nodded, gesturing at the locket in Harry's hand, "But I figured it must be sentimental. So when I was doing a last scan of Grimmauld Place to see if there was anything we might need, I packed it for you like a good luck talisman."

Harry struggled not to laugh. He couldn't believe this. Hermione thought that the locket had sentimental value to him, but really it was a birthday present for her. Harry proffered the locket out to her, and grinned sheepishly.

"It's kind of a birthday present for you. I know I'm normally crap at remembering yours and Ron's birthdays but I wanted to get you something special this year. I thought you could put a photo of your parents in it or something?" he trailed off uncertainly, not sure of the expression on Hermione's face.

The next second he felt all the air leave his chest as she threw herself at him, arms wrapping tightly around his neck.

"Thank you Harry, it's perfect!!!"

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