A/N: This time there's an object prompt instead: lucky charm!
Harry ran his hands over the hem of his Auror cloak. The fabric was frayed from overuse and felt unpleasantly thin to the touch. The embroidery of the shielding charms still held, but only just. This didn't help calm him one bit about the upcoming raid; his last encounter with Dolohova had left him with a nasty scar and he didn't care for a repeat performance.
He was still standing in front of the mirror when Ginny approached him a little apprehensively. She didn't show her worry all that often but she'd been on edge ever since his injury.
'Wait,' she said. 'I have something for you.'
Ginny went to him and quietly finished buttoning his waistcoat before fixing a brass chain to it and dropping something heavy in his pocket.
'Don't ask me how I got it, just promise me you'll use it wisely.'
It was only after Harry was out of the house that he found out what she'd given him. A small vial was hanging from the chain. It was full of golden liquid.