137. Graveyards and Wreath Of Flowers

**Fred's POV**

"I still think we should have used Polyjuice Potion" 'Mione said after a while of walking.

It was nearly night fall and I was guessing it was because we were lost...

"No. This is where I was born. I'm not returning as someone else" Harry said.

"Goodnight" A man laughed from being.

"I think that poor bloke is drunk," I smirked.

We then stopped at a little church

"Do you think they'd be in there, guys?" Harry looked next to the church and it was a graveyard. "My Mum and Dad?"

"I think they would" 'Mione said.

"You want to check it out, Mate?" Georgie and I asked.

"You have no idea" Harry smiled softly and he stepped into the graveyard with us following.

We looked at all the headstones and read the names carefully.

"Fred, I think I found something" 'Mione said brushing off the snow of one headstone.

"Was it, 'Mione?" I asked, kneeling next to her.

"Look. It has the exact same picture as the book Dumbledore gave me" She pointed to the triangle, circle, and straight line.

"I wonder what the name is," I said, removing the snow from the headstone's name.

"Ignotus Peverell" 'Mione read the name.

"I know that name. Where have I heard that name before?" I asked myself.

"Don't be like first year Fred where we had to look through Chocolate Frog Cards again" 'Mione laughed.

"Hey, that was our first adventure. Need to treasure that memory" I smirked.

"Probably. But that was the first time we were almost killed" 'Mione responded.

"We should go tell the other two" I suggested.

"I guess. Harry, George?" 'Mione called for them looking at them.

I turned too and found them staring at a headstone.

"Wonder what they found" I said as I stood and me and 'Mione walked over to them.

"I found them," Harry said, still staring at the headstone.

In Loving Memory of

James Potter: Born March 27, 1960 Died: October 31, 1981 and Lily Evans Potter: Born: January 30, 1960 Died: October 31, 1981

"Harry" 'Mione trailed off.

"It's alright, Hermione," He said.

'Mione let out a sigh and knelt down to their headstone. She pulled out her wand, and created a wreath of flowers for their grave.

I looked at Harry and he had a small little smile on his face.

'Mione stood back up and leaned on my shoulder.

"Merry Christmas you guys" Harry said.

"Merry Christmas" We all said back.

"Merry Christmas, 'Mione" I leaned on her head.

"Merry Christmas, Fred" She kissed my cheek.

'Mione looked over her shoulder and whispered "Guys, someone's watching us. By the church."

We looked and saw an old hooded lady walking away as soon as we looked.

"She almost gave me a heart attack" George touched his heart.