It had been such a long time since I'd seen Harry.
I worried about him, listening to the radio to keep myself informed.
So far Harry was still alive, and they were still fighting.
I didn't expect him to ever come back.
Or even remember me.
But he did.
Harry and the others appeared in her shrine. Harry was cradling Dobby the house elf.
"Can you help him, priestess?" Harry looked at me sadly.
I pulled up my sleeve. My three tattoos showed. "Yes I can save him."
Xxx
Harry and the others waited far off from the explosion of silver light.
"She can really save him, Harry?" Ron said.
"Priestesses have extraordinary powers." Luna said knowingly. "They are well acquainted with Death."
"There is no magic that can bring back the dead, Harry." Hermione said. "Dumbledore said that."
"Dobby's not dead!" Harry shot back.
Slowly the priestess came back, leading the elf by the hand.
"Dobby is so glad to be back, sir!" Dobby cried.
Harry turned and kissed Kuri.