Mione and Harry walked for miles through a sunlit wood, past bluebell blossoms and bright daffodils. They passed a bubbling brook and there were birds singing in the air and chipmunks scuttling on the ground. There was a sweet smell of perfume in the air. In spite of the horrors they had faced they could not help but feel there was a sense of happiness and somehow a new beginning…

Harry looked at Mione and found that same strange new feeling needling him. He ignored it.

"Where do you think we shall find the first Horcrux Mione?" Harry asked.

"Oh golly it was so hard to get the first one," Mione said, her chocolate eyes shimmering. "I was so scared for you Harry! But you were brave, unlike Ron, who ran away when the Inferi came!"

"I was just doing what I had to Mione. There's only three Horcruxes left to destroy now." Harry was talking about how before the wedding, he Ron and Mione had destroyed some of the Horcruxes with the help of Regulus Black's clues from beyond the grave. Ron had been very cowardly.

"I think we shall find the first one in the abandoned mine Mione the one next to the Riddle House!"

"Good idea, Harry!" Mione said, smiling lovingly at him. "And we can find the Death Eaters and avenge the Weasleys too!"

"You know Mione, somehow I can't bring myself to feel very bad about the deaths of the Weasel Clan."

"Me neither Harry, at first I thought I was in shock but now I realize you're right."

"Ron was acting very oddly lately."

"Must have been the love potion. But I must tell you a story Harry."

"I love listening to you Hermione."

"Do you remember when I set the canaries on Ron? Well you see there was a reason for that. It wasn't just a random jealous attack. The night before Ron had shouted at me and called me a scarlet woman because I'd kissed Krum. He'd said I was a filthy tramp and then he spat in my face."

Tears shone in Mione's deep, soulful chocolate eyes. "That's why I put the canaries on him! To show him no one messes with Hermione Jane Minerva Sophia Granger!"

Hermione made a little girl-power gesture in the air.

Harry nodded forcefully. "You should have told me Mione! I'd have beat him up for you! I never realized he was such a nasty person!"

"Harry I feel bad for saying this but I don't feel that bad he's gone. When he was alive I felt like I was in a thrall to him and I kept coming back for more not matter how badly he treated me and no matter how much he insulted my beliefs!"

Harry shuddered despite the beautiful day.

"How horrible!" he said. "I guess that's what obsessive love feels like. I should know! When I was with Ginny all I wanted to do was kiss her all the time! We never talked to each other! We were worse than Ron and Lavender really."

"It was the love potion Harry." Mione gently reminded him, a gentle feminine wisdom shining out of her wise chocolate gaze.

"I know, I know," Harry said, shaking his head ruefully.

They walked on, treading carefully through the daisies as a squirrel scampered around Mione's feet.

"Still, the only one of that bunch I truly feel bad for is Fleur."

"I know," Mione said. "It was so mean how Ginny kept insulting her and stuff."

"I hate Ginny," whispered Harry darkly.

"Fleur didn't belong in the Weasel Clan," Mione said. "No wonder her Veela relatives disowned her and refused to go to the ceremony."

"They probably didn't want Ron ogling at them." Harry sneered.

Hermione spat.

"So it's settled then?" she asked, her cinnamon curls gently swinging. "Neither of us feel that bad about the Weasels."

"No." Harry said full of bravery and goodness. "But we still must avenge their deaths. No one deserves to die like that. Not even Molly with her foul 'chili dogs!' Ewww!"

"We will still avenge their deaths!" Mione said.

Suddenly there was a crackling and crashing through the bushes. A figure stumbled out. Harry and Mione turned in shock.

"It's Bellatrix!" Mione squealed.

Harry pulled out his wand but the lady Death Eater put up her hands.

"Wait!" she cried. "Let's have a truce!"

Harry turned to Mione, his trusted voice of wisdom.

"What should we do?"