Draco was struggling in his bed, with drops of sweat slowly rolling down his forehead; he was having one of the usual nightmares that had haunted him since Voldemort had fallen. He could not use occlumency, in which he was so skilled, his father had developed new techniques, knowing of his talent in preventing the reading of the mind.
"No! No, father, I don't want to be a Death Eater anymore! I never wanted, and never will!" Draco yelled at his father.
They were standing in Lucius' gloomy Azcaban cell, where only a pale moonlight filtered through a shrivelled crack in the stone wall that perhaps should have served as a window.
"but Draco, it's your destiny! When you were ordered to join us, it wasn't just to save your family, you were given an honour, a privilege... and now, we're coming back, don't you want to miss the meeting?! Or they will never forgive you; you have to come back with us, help us regain power ..." Lucius said in a fake reassuring tone.
"NO! I would never have joined you, but you left me no choice, I only did it because I didn't want to lose you and mother, I didn't want to die! you really don't understand?!" he shouted as his eyes started watering, but he could control and stop it.
"I will not do anything like what you made me do, never again! You don't know how much I have suffered, you don't know how it feels to be looked that bad badly by your companions behind you, to hear them stop laughing and speaking when you enter a the sword of Damocles over your head perpetually! I can't stand it anymore!" Draco would have continued to dissect his reasons, but Lucius interrupted him threateningly.
"Do you really believe that all this will change now? Do you believe that your companions will no longer look at you badly, or that perhaps they will no longer speak to you from behind? You will always be a death eater at their eyes, forever."
"NO! I want to change... I want to change everything... I want to change myself... my past! Maybe having real friends for once." He broke off sobbing a bit. "look at you, Draco, how weak you have become." Lucius said with contempt, while Draco gave him looks of hatred and displeasure.
"You won't be able to escape forever! It's your destiny! And don't believe it's so easy to change your past, change your mind. You will have to forget everything we have taught you; and it won't be that simple." Lucius replied with arrogance.
"you are wrong! I will make it, this time Draco Malfoy won't give up, I won't abandon everything like a coward. And all you stupid death eaters will die, and I will contribute to that!" yelled Draco with hatred and determination.
He no longer cared about that madman pretending to be his father. A father would not ask his son to become a great dark wizard, to kill, to hate, only for himself. A father should love his son as himself. But Lucius Malfoy, he was just a monster.
"but you would save me from Azcaban, your mother from shame, and our family' name!" "I don't care anymore! You better be rotting in this Azcaban cell!"
He awoke with a start in his bed covered in cold sweat and completely tangled in the blankets.
"bro, are you okay?" Blaise asked from the right side of the bed leaning towards him. "Yeah man, you were like Daphne when she got that disease in fifth year." Theodore Nott bent in his direction across the bed from Blaise, added. The other boy in the dormitory, Gregory Goyle, was still sleeping. Nothing could wake him up.
Draco nodded a little lost, rubbing the back of his neck, getting off the bed. -Is it too late? Can I really change? Maybe my father is right, I can't do it. What an idiot I am. - He kept wondering as he walked from the dungeons to the great hall with the others to have breakfast.
Draco had said nothing to any of those dreams and fought alone in his pain, as he always had. His friends had noticed that something was wrong, but even if they tried to help him, there was nothing they could do. Even if he struggled, tried to change, he couldn't. It isn't easy, it was as if he wanted, but at the same time not.
At breakfast Draco and Blaise were talking, waiting for Theo, who stayed in their dorm trying to wake Goyle. They had a face that anyone would struggle to declare which of the two seemed more tired.
"Hey Drake, what do we have today?" Blaise asked in a half yawn. "mhm? Defense against the dark arts. All day. Don't you remember? The lady said something about a surprise she was organizing... whatever." "Ah, yes now I remember." Blaise replied yawning again.
"And tomorrow I have to go to the library with the mud/Granger to translate the books." "Good luck mate." "Thanks Blaise, I'll need it, she can be really annoying, you know?"
Pansy also arrived at their table with Astoria, who followed her as the faithful dog she was. "Drakie, how about going to mistreat some mudbloods after class?" Pansy asked sitting near them.
"first of all: don't. call. Me. Drakie. Second: I will think about it, I am very busy, and besides, I think I have lost "the touch" "Drakie, you don't seem yourself anymore! just a few years ago, you wouldn't have hesitated even a second!" Pansy protested with the other girl beside her nodding furiously.
Because he was really trying to change, even if something was still dragging him back down. This time he needed someone to help him fight his war, or evil would take over him. Often he had sudden moments of anger in which he wanted to kill anyone who passed him, others in which he looked in the mirror and wanted to cut his arm off, or to take his eyes out of his head, rather than continue to see his face.
He couldn't control what happened to him, he had to only to hope that nothing happened to him or to those who were close to him when he had these crises, the only way to stop them was to change, become a better person, he knew it, but something was pulling him back, as I said, not all of him, wanted to change.
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Ginny watched Hermione writhing in her bed, not daring to wake her up; she knew that Hermione could be very irascible if waken up while sleeping. After all, it was still quite early.
"Hermione ... Hermione ..." She couldn't see who was speaking, but she heard the voice, a deep and calm voice. She got up from a white floor and started looking around, but saw nothing, only light.
"Who are you?!" "no one" answers the voice.
"but no one is here to tell you to stay ready, your story is not over yet, and there are still many surprises in store for you, and for your friends, that have been protagonists of so many adventures with you, adventures that it is time to end. Is time to conclude your story...
"the dark power is returning, the heroes are awakening. The past and the present, will merge for the descent. You must find the choices of others, as well as the mistakes once made, bring peace while everyone is looking for war.
Friends and enemies will have to learn to trust each other. The eternal nemesis struggling at the mirror, will perhaps find comfort in the most unlikely of allies, will finally find and give support and trust, through numerous travails and sufferings.
Saving but by losing.
Together to defeat evil forever, in a battle without place or time. The fate will be exchanged, the destinies will turn!"
Hermione didn't understand what was happening, and she didn't have time to ask, because as soon as the voice had finished speaking, she had woken up suddenly with Ginny less than half a meter from her face with wide eyes. "Oi, Are you okay?"
"Emm, yes, just a nightmare." Hermione replied rubbing the back of her neck as she started to get up from her bed.
"Bellatix?" "Hm? Oh, and yes, yes it was Bellatrix... "Hermione replied initially uncertain, choosing to confirm that theory proposed by Ginny, because it was definitely more plausible than the prospect of having dreamed of a new prophecy or something similar.
"What... what time is it?" she asked reaching for her uniform lazily. "eight o'clock." Ginny replied, ready and sitting on her bed. "What?!" Hermione shouted running to the bathroom to get out ten minutes later, combing her hair vigorously and trying to make it acceptable. "Come on, let's go! I want to get an apple before the big room closes!" Hermione shouted grabbing her bag and leaving the room followed closely by Ginny.
As he ran from the great hall to the courtyard around Hogwarts, Hermione was trying to get her book out of her bag without stopping eating her apple, and in all that, she also had a headache. She walked down the corridors and then crossed the exit of the castle, ran across the lawn scratching the ground with her shoes and letting the wind ruffle her brown curls scattering them all over her face under the autumn sun.
Finally she arrived at the clearing, not far from the edge of the forbidden forest, the one where Hagrid had introduced them to Buckbeak. There she was surprised to find not only Professor Anemonaeris waiting for her but also the whole seventh (eighth) year in the same place at the same time. She immediately thought that something serious had happened.
"Oh, Miss Granger, just in time! Go sit with your schoolmates." The teacher welcomed her with a big smile. Hermione approached the others by sitting on a tree trunk that served as a bench between the group of Gryffindors and Luna, on the edge of the Ravenclaws.
"Well guys, as I had announced, and as I hope you have deduced from the circumstances, today there will be a special lesson. It will be like a test, to understand what you know and don't know how to deal with. I enchanted a little ball about the size of an apple to come to life and cover itself with bluish light. This is free in a forest ray defined by me so that it does not go too far. When you arrive at the border an invisible barrier will prevent you from going further.
Your goal is to catch the ball that I have released that will try to escape you in all the hatreds allowed by the spell that I used on her. Now we come to the reason why I organized this "treasure hunt". Well, the reason is that as a seventh year and survivors of a war you are already aware of all the magic beasts and most of the spells to fight them - if you have studied, clearly -.
Well, as you know, in the forest there are many of the creatures that you have studied, don't worry, the ball will only move in the forest area near the school and you should not meet any creatures of those who live in the depths. While you are looking for the ball, however, you may come across a couple of creatures among those explained in your years of learning, and I want to test you to understand what you are and are not able to face, so that during the rest of the school year we can work together on the beasts that you failed to defeat.
Don't worry, you will not be alone, I will divide you into pairs so that one of the two can call me in case something goes wrong, even if it shouldn't... all you have to do is spark sparks from your wand and I will run to you. You have all day to find the ball, the first team will receive twenty points each." she took a moment to look directly in her students' eyes.
"And now, the couples for this activity: Harry Potter and Parvati Patil, Ron Weasley and Megan Spungen, Pansy Parkinson and Gregory Goyle, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger... Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom, Hannah Abbot and Rolf Scamander, Dean Thomas and Susan Bones... Morgan Armstrong and Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang and Liam Arden, Theodore Nott and Padma Patil... Daphne Greengrass and Seamus Finnigan. Well guys, if it's all clear, split up and get in line, when you're all ready we'll start!"
All the students reached their partner (who with joy and who with reluctance) and after aligning themselves they waited for the professor's whistle. Megan had gone to the bathroom and Ron had to leave a few minutes after the others to wait for her.
"3 ... 2 ... 1 ..." the whistle broke the silence by whipping the autumn air and freeing the students who ventured into the forest in search of the bluish ball of light.
For the first ten minutes everyone was more or less silent and continued to run into other couples in the surrounding area, but as they proceeded, the couples moved away from each other until they remained completely alone in the forest.
Malfoy and Hermione walked in silence when suddenly they heard a noise of moving foliage and in a moment they were holding their wands pointing in the direction of the noise. Hermione quickened her pace and then crawled under a bush and took a deep breath of relief once she saw what had caused the noise.
"What?!" Malfoy asked irritably and with a vague note, you are afraid of your voice.
"Well, what's the matter? Scared, Malfoy?" Hermione teased seeing Draco's eyes running from one side to the other of the forest.
"What? No! It's just that I don't have excellent memories related to this forest... you haven't seen half of the things that are hidden among these trees, and all of them have a high deadly potential." He pointed out with a dark look. "You know, the first time I went there, with you in the first year, it wasn't exactly pleasant, I would say almost a childhood trauma. It's not that I'm not say Potter is a magnet for trouble, but that's exactly what I'm saying. I walked with him for five minutes and we ran into Voldemort!"
"Oh, okay, that's true, but there is nothing here that scares or can hurt us. Come and see." Hermione crossed the bush until she came out on the opposite side into a clearing, then waited for Malfoy to appear. As soon as he had crossed the bush, Malfoy got up from the dusty ground removing the dirt from his clothes by rubbing them with his hands. When he found that they were clean enough he raised his head and stared at the creatures in the clearing. There were black, skeletal, bat-winged horses.
"They are Thestrals." Hermione explained walking towards the small group of animals. "They won't be like that damned Hagrid chicken, right?" "No, that's a hippogriff. These are Thestrals, winged horses, a little more bleak than normal... people avoid them… Because they are different... they call them disturbing... because only those who have seen death can see them... they tow the carriages of Hogwarts, but before the battle almost nobody could see them... "
"I know what they are, Granger... I've seen them... I have seen death..."
"Luna told me about them... she comes here often. Thestrals are kind animals... they have always helped us. I don't understand why people keep avoiding them are so beautiful, particular, so special... come on."
Malfoy approached the Thestrals and Hermione, taking care not to touch his skin, took his wrist with her hand and brought his hand to the muzzle of the Thestral, which seemed to appreciate very much. Maybe they were similar creatures...? Only those who have seen death can see... can understand...
Hermione stared at the boy and the Thestral for a moment, letting her hand rest on Malfoy's wrist and then abruptly detach it as soon as she realized it, moving away, driving away the thought. "Come on Malfoy, we have a treasure hunt to complete, you can always come back another time, if you have this great feeling with Thestrals."
Malfoy snorted and walked behind Hermione until he reached her to get out of the clearing and return to the dense forest. Then they did not speak for a few minutes simply by moving aside leaves and branches in the hope of seeing the bluish glow of their lens among the branches. It must have been more or less lunchtime, but we certainly could not go back to the great hall.
FRUUSSHHKLKJJJKJH
"Did you hear it too?" Hermione asked.
"Yes."
"what was that?"
"And do you think I know, Granger?!"
"Shhhhhhhh, shut up! Just follow." Hermione turned on herself to examine the situation, drew her wand and stood back to back to Draco.
"and now?" he asked.
"Shhhhhhh! Now we wait."
If there was one thing that Hermione had learned and would never forget from the war it was how to deal with any obstacle. She knew how to escape from everywhere she went and evaluated all the good points of a place like exits or hiding places. Now nothing could have taken her by surprise.
They heard the noise again And their grasp around their wands tightened even more. The wind ran between the green and golden foliage of the trees producing a slight symphony. Occasionally you could hear a laugh or a word far from some other person in the forest or some birds singing but it didn't matter, a noise in particular was too close for their liking.
FRUSHJKJSHSHSHSKJ This time a creature almost as tall as a bear came out from behind a tree ready to fight. He had long legs and arms covered with thick fur and a snout resembling the one of a dog. It was entirely covered by long dark fur and full of various twigs stuck between the strands. The hair on his face also fell on his eyes, of which only the black glitter could be glimpsed. It was a Hidebehind. A dangerous cross between Demiguise and Ghoul, rated at level xxxx by the ministry and can only be faced by trained magicians.
The Hidebehind threw himself at them and the fight began.
"How. Is. It. Possible. That. There. Is. A. Hidebehind. In. Europe?!" Malfoy shouted between shots and jumps.
"I don't know and I don't think it's time!"
Minutes passed and both the Hidbehind and the students began to get really tired.
"Draco, I have an idea!"
"And since when do you call me Draco?!"
"Oh stop it and distract that thing."
"what should I do?"
"Bother him!"
"Oh, I'm good at that." He answered with a grin before running after the Hidbehind. He used spells to prick him without hurting him and in a moment he had his full attention.
"Incarcerous!" As the beast was turned towards Draco, Hermione summoned ropes and tied the Hidebehind, which fell to the ground like a sack. "Come on, hurry up, run before it free himself!" she shouted before running blindly as far as possible.
They ran for a good five minutes before meeting Harry and Parvati with a rather angry Graphorn. Graphorns are magical creatures that inhabit the mountainous regions of Europe. They are large animals, with grey-purple fur, humped and equipped with two very sharp horns. They vaguely resemble a bull, or a horse, but much larger and with more resistant skin than dragon scales. Hermione and Draco decided it was the case to help them.
Draco took from his dark leather bag a glass vial closed by a cork stopper which contained a black liquid with flaming sparks inside. "Potter! Catch!" he shouted throwing it to the dark-haired. Harry took it without problems as the great seeker he was and then threw it close to the creature, without hitting it directly. It was explosive potion. There was a great thunderous explosion and dark smoke with flaming red cracks in the middle. The angry beast reared up on its hind legs and roared loudly before turning around and running towards its pack.
"Why didn't you use the explosive potions when the Hideout attacked us?!" Hermione asked. "Eeehh, I think it's best to get out of here before that thing get back with the rest of the gang." Deflected Draco. "good idea." Parvati approved.
They started walking, continuing to look for that damned luminous sphere that had pushed them into the forest.
"Have you seen anything about the sphere yet?" Harry asked. "No, we met the Thestral and we were attacked by a European Hidebehind but no trace of the sphere." Hermione replied. "neither do we; we walked for a while and then we ran into that Graphorn." Harry told.
"Here! Look, it's there! The sphere!" Parvati suddenly shouted, repeatedly indicating a bluish glow that was moving away to their left a few meters ahead.
Everyone started to run after him, reigniting the rivalry of the teams that for the moment had remained like a dormant volcano. No one remembered how long they had been chasing the sphere; they had followed it in all its multiple changes of direction. Thanks to the professor's spell, the sphere was giving them a hard time. Parvati and Hermione were behind Harry and Malfoy, continuing to run slower as the minutes passed. They were now exhausted when Harry broke the silence of their race.
"Got it!" He had the ball in his hands. "Great!" Parvati squealed in ecstasy. "Just this time, Potter. We will then see on the quidditch pitch..."
"Oh My God." Parvati interrupted, bringing a hand to cover her bewildered mouth. "Is that Ron?! With that...? I can't believe it! What a horrible person. I'm disgusted."
The others leaned over to see what Padma had seen to have that effect on her, and actually there was something: not a Hidebehind, not a Graphorn, but a Ronald Weasley kissing Megan Spungen, the new hufflepuff, without restraint. Hermione felt something inside her break. And with eyes injected with anger not to cry, she walked with long and heavy steps towards the couple who would soon be no longer happy, followed immediately by an equally furious Harry and a little later by a bewildered Parvatima and a strangely, vaguely disgusted Malfoy.
"How dare you-" Hermione started. "Ron!" Harry called interrupting her. The two guys turned to them, surprised to have been interrupted and Ron looked at the group with his eyes blurred, lost, like in another world….
"Ron, don't you remember what you said when I started dating your sister, Ginny? That I wasn't supposed to hurt her in any way, or you would have killed me?" Harry started by making sure he stood between Ron and Hermione. "Then I told you: you can go out with Hermione, but if you dare to hurt my sister, you're a dead man. Don't you remember!?"
Meanwhile Megan had disappeared and there was no trace of her. "You don't understand! I didn't know what was going on!" Ron protested.
"How could you do such a thing, knowing that you have, oh sorry, you HAD a girlfriend!?"
"It wasn't my idea, Hermione! it must have been Amorthentia!"
"Ah sure! Amorthentia! Why I didn't thought about it before?" Hermione replied sarcastically, slapping a hand on her forehead.
"but-but- Hermione!" Ron called, but it was too late.
"Not Hermione me! Stop it! Don't you really realize?! I had chosen you above all the other guys here; even if every time I tried to show you my feelings you made me cry. And now, after we were finally together, after years, you made me cry again, you made me suffer again. Every time I cried, Ron, you were the reason! But now I will no longer suffer for you. It's over."
Now Hermione was lost. She turned and started running in the opposite direction feeling the same headache that had hit her that morning.
"Oh perfect! Malfoy, Parvati, help me find her. I'll deal with you later, Ronald. " Harry said running after Hermione. Draco and Parvati followed his example and ran in two other different directions.
-wonderful now I have to do the hound dog to find Granger in the forbidden forest! Who do you think I am? His body guard? Or maybe a zookeeper?! - Malfoy snorted walking among the dense plants.
Suddenly he heard subtle sobs on his right.
-found her- Hermione was sitting with her legs dangling on a branch hidden by acid green foliage with subtle golden reflections on the leaves of a large tree with a light brown trunk.
"Granger come down." He called turning his face up to face the other.
"No." Suddenly Hermione began to giggle uncontrollably. Draco wondered why and after a few seconds of reflection the answer hit him like a train.
"Look, what you're sitting on isn't a common tree. It's a Guaranìan. It disperses essences that slow down the nervous circuits and inebriate the person who has been so imprudent as to come into contact with the plant until it becomes dazed enough to sting it with a poison that will make it faint instantly and a few other things that don't want to explain you. And then you would be the brightest witch of our age? Sure."
"Then do you want to come down or not?!" continuous.
"Oh Draco... have I ever told you that your eyes are the most beautiful I have ever seen? Such a bright shade of grey!"
"Perfect, it has already started." Malfoy wondered why Potter couldn't deal with it himself.
"Granger, I'm serious, you should get off before-"
"Why should I get down? It's so beautiful up here!" and broke into another giggle. "Why don't you smile? I would give anything for your smile, I have always seen only your stupid malevolent smirk."
-3 ... 2 ... 1 ... -
PEEM!
Hermione had fallen from the tree apparently unconscious, even if she continued to rant words with a huge smile on her face.
Malfoy rolled his eyes and sighed deeply, then he took another vial from his bag and with one hand pulled up Hermione's head so that she could take the healing potion.
After making sure that she had taken the potion and that neither of the other two things he had named before and that he didn't want to explain happened, he took his wand from his pocket and called the teacher shooting red sparks in the air. In any case he thought that it would have been better to try to get as close as possible to the school, and especially away from all the creatures that lived in the depths of the forest. He put one arm under Hermione's knees, the other under her back and lifted her up. Then he started walking towards the castle.
Hermione closed her arms around his neck and giggled again before her headache broke out into a very high peak that reached the stars bringing her very far from the forbidden forest.
When she opened his eyes he was in a dark place, but this time, someone was there. A boy with large feathered wings, black wings. He sat with his head between his knees, but Hermione could not see his face.
"What are you doing here?!" the boy asked.
"And who would you be?" asked Hermione ignoring the question.
"I am Draco."
"who, Draco Malfoy?!" she asked surprised.
"no, only Draco, the essence of his soul, or at least what remains of it. I'm not what you've always seen." Hermione noticed that he had a chain tied to his ankle, which anchored him to the ground.
"Where are we?" "in Draco's heart." Hermione didn't hear beats, and all around was just a grey vastness. Did he really have a heart of stone?
"but why are you here?"
"because I've been chained down here." said the boy disconsolately.
"and why?" Hermione asked approaching trying to see the other's face, but without results.
"I don't know, maybe they didn't want me. I've been here for a long time, I don't remember since when. Before I had beautiful white wings, I was at the head of this crazy guy." he said tilting his head upwards in the hope of seeing something.
"but then someone chained me down here. I don't know who; maybe Draco himself. I wish I could free myself from these chains." Hermione sat about five meters away from him, she was eager to know, as always.
"I hear what is going on, you know? All the times that Draco suffers I suffer, and I also felt when they took him in the dark side, and I tried to rebel once again without success, all I got was other screams, more pain." Hermione looked at him attentively, saddened, don't being capable to look away. No! She was absolutely not feeling sorry for Malfoy!
"it has been years, years! I try to regain my freedom, but every time someone demands something from me that I don't want to do, I can't take it anymore!" he burst out. "I would leave, free Draco from the demon of his past, but I don't have enough strength, there is only one thing that could save me: love; but he forgot feelings, they are chained here with me forever. Maybe I need help but as I think you have already understood by yourself, my pride prevents me."
"Do you want me to help you?" Hermione felt strange now, after seeing the true Draco, or at least a part. She didn't understood wat appended exactly at that shred of soul of Draco, In any case, his soul had been segregated here for enough time, it's time for freedom.
"if you want you can try, but I warn you it will be difficult. Demons are everywhere in here, and I don't know how long I can resist. I believe that if I don't move, he will lose that little of humanity that he has left. He's falling again... to the dark side." he said, looking down. "If I could get back, I think Draco could change, become a better person. You have to have the patience to dig into all this stone but deep down, there is gold."
"I promise you that I will try with all my strength to free you. You're worth it."
"so, see you soon, Hermione" "how do you know my name?" "for the same reason you're here talking to me" "so this isn't real?" "why should it mean that?"
BANG! One shot, a light, and Hermione was back in the forest.
The effect of the poison must have started to fade because as soon as she realized she was in Malfoy's arm she let out a terrible scream and in fright the boy made her fall to the ground.
"Granger, what the-"
"No, that's what I ask! Why was I there?!"
"Granger, you sat on a wild Guaranìan tree. You just passed out and I was taking you back to the professor!"
"Oh, okay, I suppose I have to thank you..."
Malfoy gestured her to go on with one of her favorite expressions that should convey something like -I know, it seems obvious to me, go on-
"And nothing, I don't think I will."
"Guys! what happened?! Are you all okay?! Where's the monster ?! " Professor Anemonaeris barked running towards them wand in her hand. Then she realized that there was nothing dangerous and went straight to the two students.
"Oh, Miss Granger, you are so pale, tell me, what happened to you?" the teacher began to check if everything was alright without taking her hands off the cheeks of the girl. "was it a billiwig? Don't tell me it was a Swooping Evil! That would be pretty serious, but I see she's still on her feet, I don't think it's- "
"Professor, thank you, but I'm fine." Hermione stopped by taking the professor's hands and gently pulling them away from her face. "There was only one accident with a... what did you say it was called?" she asked turning to Draco.
"Guaranìan" "right; an accident with a guaranian." "I said Guara-ììì-an." "okay! There was an accident with a Guaran-ìììì-an." corrected Hermione giving Draco a look that could very well have killed him. He was silently satisfied that he had been able to find something to correct it, and nothing could have erased the grin on his face.
"Oh well, nothing serious. So perfect, I can go back to the meeting place. By the way, do you know anything about the ball? Who took it? No one has come back yet."
"Oh, Harry and Padma took it, we ran after it with them, but in the end they took it first." Hermione said.
"Oh well then I would say that you can also go back to the clearing with me, the game is over if the ball has been caught. When we are there I will whistle to call the other couples. " offered the teacher, starting to walk in what they assumed was the direction that would lead to the clearing.
"Tell me guys, have you had any other accidents besides Guaranìan? What fantastic beasts did you find in this wonderful forest? I find it so fascinating."
"We met a Hidebehind -oh but those are very dangerous, congratulations for coming out of it unscathed!- and then we helped Harry and Parvati with a Graphorn...