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Warmth. That was the first thing I registered. The casual lap of waves washing up on a beach was the next.

My eyes opened, allowing me to take notes on my surroundings. 'Well, I'm not in Malfoy Manor, and that's a start.'

A window, it's thin curtains licking the sills. I pushed the sheets off my body and hobbled over, trying not to double over with the pain, and looked out. A large sand dune rose to my far left. Potter was standing on it, with some others, seeming to crowd around something. Suddenly, someone moved to the side and I saw it. A grave.

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It was a wonder I had even got down the stairs. I looked out the door, and started towards the gravesite, which had a lot more members than I remember it having before. 'I hope it isn't one of Potter's friends. The boy doesn't need any more losses in his life…'

I mounted the sand dune, and as soon as I reached the top, I saw them both. I gave a sigh of relief, and the girl, Luna, seemed to stop her speech and everyone turned to look at me.

Everything seemed to freeze, except Potter.

Then without warning, half a dozen wands came out of cloaks and were pointed menacingly at me, their owners circling me until there was nowhere to run.

My throat seemed to tighten and the oldest boy, Bill, was it, spoke, his wand rising to my face.

"When were you a spy in Dumbledore's service?"

Potter turned around, Lily's eyes boring into me. I looked away.

"I was his spy during the first wizarding war, and continue to be in the second."

"Liar!"

I turned towards Potter, for I was sure that only he would do so. I was correct. I held back a sharp retort.

"You killed him!" Potter shouted at me, his grief-stricken face glowering at me, "I saw you, that night!"

"Potter…"

"Shut up!"

I stopped.

A tense silence followed. A few seconds later, the Weasley boys grabbed one of my arms each. I didn't attempt to resist, as that would only result in me being stunned, and probably pushed down the hill so that they wouldn't have to carry me.

I turned with them, my weakened body starting to protest at the sudden exercise.

"This time lock him up." I heard Potter's voice ring behind me.

My body began to go limp, and I managed to hold off until I was out of Potter's sight to submit to the sucking darkness.

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