Harry
The mighty beast crashes through the roof of Gringotts Bank. The sunlight shines upon the dragon as it embraces the world around it. Hermione is quick with a spell to shoot the pale dragon air born. Wind catches beneath it's wings and we are lifted higher into the sky.
We soar across the lands before reaching a lake.
"We have to jump!" Screams Hermione over the wind.
"You're crazy!" Ron shouts back. I shake my head and go for it.
The wind cuts past my body as I free fall into the water. It hits me with it's ice cold fangs digging into my skin. Visions blast into my mind. Voldemort stading around a circle of bodies. Gringotts workers all dead. I snap out of the vision and go up to the water surface, gasping for air.
He knows.
They know.