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Two
"Did he reply?" asked a sad voice.
Hermione turned away from the window, where she had been standing ever since she had sent her letter off two days ago.
"No." she said softly looking back out the window – turning her back onto Ginny who was holding Kamaria in her arms.
"Ever since Hedwig was killed I don't think he's ever sent another letter via owl post unless he really has to and even then he preferred not to be the one who attached it to the owl."
"I know. I just wish he would reply. Just so we know that he's okay."
"We know that he's alive though." Ginny said moving over to join Hermione. The sun was setting over the horizon of the vast countryside that they lived in. Dumbledore had provided it. The cottage that could hold as many people as need be had been a present from his mother when the great headmaster had himself graduated.
Hermione sighed, "True, but we don't know if he's well, on the brink of death or … … … or anything!" Hermione collapsed into a fit of tears again and slid down the wall; crouching on the wooden floor.
"He'll be fine. He'll pull through he always does." Ginny rested a comforting hand on her friends shoulder. Kamaria was asleep in her other arm.
"What if he doesn't this time though?" Hermione whispered so quietly that Ginny almost couldn't hear her. "What if he doesn't?"
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