This is a pretty heavy chapter, one that I wrote while listening to a one hour looped 'Dumbledore's Farewell' just to feel the emotions within me. If you can, I recommend doing the same as you read.

A couple of notes for what is to come, the gravestone quote on Mary's grave is one from Tagore that I just absolutely loved when I found it. The Gryffindor password in this chapter is Latin for 'we say farewell'.

Enjoy once again isn't the right word, but I hope that this chapter is as moving to you as it was to me writing it.

The funeral took place 4 days after the battle. There were only a handful of people in attendance due to the security enchantments placed upon the cottage overlooking Loch Ryan. Sirius and Remus were there, along with other members of the Order of the Phoenix that Leo barely recognised. He hadn't been able to speak, leaving that to Remus instead.

The worst part about it was packing up the house. He would be moving to Grimmauld Place full time after the funeral of Albus Dumbledore had taken place and so Leo used the time at his home to gather anything and everything he thought he would need. Once he was finished, the room he had lived his childhood in looked bare, with the red walls and the Wigtown Wanderers bed spread looking more childish than he remembered it being before, a thought which just compounded the sadness, as he remembered the delighted faces of both his Mother and his Grandfather on the day that he had received it. His mood seemed to be matched by the posters around the room, with the players of Wigtown throughout history all looking back at him, solemn and pitying looks etched on their faces.

Eventually, some three hours after the funeral had taken place, Leo moved through to the living room. Sirius was sat in his mother's chair staring at photographs, while Remus had stayed behind for them was casting some final charms around the house, with the aim to hide it completely until such a time that it was safe for Leo to return.

"Come here, Leo." Remus said gently, before Remus gently poked his wand into Leo's chest, casting quietly under his breath. A warm feeling rose in Leo's chest, and he repeated some words dazedly. "You are now the secret keeper here." Remus explained. "As the last of your branch of the MacDonald family, everything that once belonged to Mary, or your Grandfather, now belongs to you. That includes this cottage, that we will forget the location of as soon as we exit the property." He then handed Leo a Gringotts key. "And then there is this."

He held it gingerly in his hands. Though the MacDonald's weren't anything close to being as rich as the Black's, they were equally an old Pureblood house and the contents of the vault would have been enough for a modest life in itself. "Thanks." He muttered quietly, stuffing the key into his pocket. "I'm going to…" He looked out towards the window, the lone Silver Birch tree standing elegantly in the sunset.

"Yes, of course. Take your time." Remus nodded, and without another word Leo walked out of the door towards the tree, only stopping when he saw the three headstones sitting side by side. The first he glanced at only briefly, his Grandmother had planted the tree he was told, but had been the first to die of Dragonpox when Leo had only been young.

GRACE CONSTANCE MACDONALD

BORN 26 AUGUST 1930

DIED 9 APRIL 1984

She lived with love

She left with grace.

Forever held in time's embrace

The grave beside hers however he stopped at for longer. His Grandfather had been the main paternal figure throughout his childhood and Leo still missed the old man's laughter.

MAGNUS WALLACE MACDONALD

BORN 16 SEPTEMBER 1929

DIED 11 JULY 1994

By loch and glen

By moor and sea

His soul flies free, eternally

"Look after her, Granda'." Leo whispered, carefully moving his wand in an arc as a wreath of Scottish Primrose's were conjured to sit against the headstone, before he finally pulled himself to look at the newly created mound, and the pristine silver headstone at its head.

MARY KATHERINE MACDONALD

BORN 13 OCTOBER 1959

DIED 30 JUNE 1997

Say not in grief that she is no more,

But say in thankfulness that she was.

A death is not the extinguishing of a light,

But the putting out of a lamp because the dawn has come.

It was a quote that Leo had heard one day in Muggle Studies a few years back, the only one that came to mind when asked to think of something. He wiped away the lone tear that fell as he sat down at the foot of the grave, only able to stare at the gravestone, the carvings etched across it the final indicator that she would never be back… that he would never see her again.

The sun was starting to drop in the sky by the time Leo felt like he could pry himself away. He kissed his hand and placed it on the carving of her name, wincing at the coldness of the stone before pulling himself away. "I love you." He whispered, before turning away and rejoining Sirius and Remus by the front door, no words being spoken between the three of them as they Apparated to Hogsmeade.

They shared a drink together at the Three Broomsticks in near silence too before Leo stood up and said his farewells, before walking on his own towards the castle. He let Filch poke and prod him as he walked through the gates and kept walking until finally, he entered the castle and made his way up to the 7th floor and the corridor leading to the Fat Lady's portrait. "Password." She asked, her painted eyes still red from all of the crying.

"Vale Dicimus." Leo answered bluntly. The Fat Lady nodded briskly, a loom of understanding across the portraits face as she swung open, and as Leo crouched through the portrait hole he heard a distinct wailing as it shut behind him.

The Common Room was empty save for a handful of students, and the atmosphere inside was quiet. He spotted Ron sat on a windowsill in one of the nooks that the 6th years liked to frequent and was glad to see Hermione there too, suppressing the need to just have her hold him as he sat beside her. "Hey mate." Ron said, his tone solemn.

Hermione grabbed his arm tightly. "How was it?" She asked softly, before frowning at herself. "I mean… ignore me." She stumbled over her words, her eyes welling up.

Leo, oddly, appreciated her question. "It was nice, as nice as funeral's can be." He admitted. "Sad, but she's beside my Grandparents like she wanted to be. That tree gets plenty of sun when it's out, and she's at peace." He explained to them, his accent somehow feeling thicker than usual as he did so. "Where's Harry?"

Ron pointed upwards. "He and Ginny both went up early to try and get some kind of rest before tomorrow." The red-head explained.

"I shouldn't have mentioned the Half Blood Prince." Hermione said, frustrated with herself. "I knew it would only upset him." Leo looked quizzically at her, and thankfully she explained. "Your clue about the Prince family was sort of right. Eileen Prince married a Muggle, Tobias Snape."

"And so Snape was the Half Blood Prince, the son of a Pure Blood and a Muggle." Leo nodded, filling in the blanks. "All this time we had proof that Snape was dangerous…"

Ron snorted in amusement. "That's what Harry said."

They fell into silence again, something that seemed to happen a lot lately as everybody was working through their feelings. Leo's hand subtly found Hermione's as they interlocked their little fingers out of Ron's view, the red-head being the one to break the silence as he was levitating a burning piece of parchment. "How's Sirius?"

Leo sighed at the thought of his Father, who had barely said a word all day. "Desperate to get back to Grimmauld Place for the first time… ever, I think." He explained. "He wants to be there for if Snape tries to break in. Now that the secret is open… the Order are expecting an attack."

Hermione shook her head. "Reckless."

Agreeing, Leo continued. "Kingsley and Moody went there immediately after… after Sunday night." He took a moment to compose himself. "It has the best defences possible, if he gets through the front door, he won't be there long before he's surrounded."

"Let him try, I'll be there." Ron muttered darkly, losing control for a second as the flame engulfed the parchment completely, raining ash down on the table. Sighing, he put his wand down beside him and continued. "Once we leave Hogwarts tomorrow, I'm joining the Order properly. I don't care if they said before that we have to finish school, I'm of age now and things are different."

It was an idea that Leo had been toying with too in his long periods of silence with nothing but his thoughts to occupy him. "They are." He stated, with a firm finality about it. "And I'm with you too, I want to join… I want to fight." He wanted to kill Avery, to make the Death Eater suffer slowly before he died, but that was a thought he would keep to himself.

Hermione looked between the two boys. "Things really are just going to get worse now, aren't they." It wasn't a question; Leo knew immediately from her tone.

"With Dumbledore gone… You-Know-Who will be emboldened." Leo nodded. "This summer will be the worst yet. People will die, go missing… everything will happen with more regularity."

"Bodes well for Bill and Fleur's wedding then, doesn't it." Ron retorted dryly. Leo looked at him confused again and Ron slapped himself on the forehead in realisation. "Blimey, I forgot you went to sleep before all that happened… you missed a lot. Mum's like, Fleur's biggest fan now. Fleur stood up to her and basically vowed that she would always love Bill no matter how bad the scarring is… and Mum ended up offering her a goblin made tiara to wear on the wedding day and everything. They're marrying at the Burrow on the 1st August."

Leo smiled at that thought. "Good, I'm glad. The world needs a bit of joy… to remind all of us exactly what we're fighting for." He moved his little finger ever so slightly in an action that hopefully showed Hermione what he was thinking, about her and about them. He then rose out of the seat. "I'm going to head to bed… it's been a tough day I should try and sleep some, tomorrow will be just as bad."

"Good night." Hermione said softly, her eyes looking weepy again. He smiled down at her, not trusting himself to not break down if he said anything, and with a final wave to Ron he ascended the stairs to his dormitory, noting that most of the beds were occupied and the heavy breathing of his dorm mates filled the air and hoping that he could fall to sleep just as easily.

All of Leo's things at Hogwarts had been packed before he left to go back to Loch Ryan, and so on the morning of Dumbledore's funeral while Harry, Neville and the others were making sure that they had everything, Leo was able to take his time, pulling on the formal black dress robes before making his way down towards breakfast in the Great Hall. He looked up at the staff table, noting immediately that Professor Dumbledore's thronelike chair was empty with Professor McGonagall in her usual seat beside it keeping up her usual appearance, while Hagrid's seat was also empty. Professor Snape's, however, wasn't, and Leo recognised the current Minister for Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour, staring at him for a brief moment before his eyes darted past Leo, keeping a watchful eye on everybody that entered the room.

Fay and Anna were already sat down at the Gryffindor table, along with three adults sat nearby them. Leo recognised Fay's parents immediately having spent plenty of time talking to them on Platform 9 over the years, but the other man was new to him. He walked over and said hello to the adults before nestling into his seat on the other side of Fay.

"Dad, this is Leo." Anna said quickly, introducing Leo to the unrecognised man. "Leo, this is my Dad, Patrick Bailey."

Shaking the man's hand and accepting his condolences over Mary's death, Leo made to fill his plate, though the offerings on the Gryffindor table for perhaps the first time didn't look appealing in the slightest. Grabbing a couple of slices of toast he buttered them and took a bite, before placing the bread down on his plate and turning to the girls. "I've barely seen you since…" He said quietly. "How are you doing?"

Fay's face dropped in sadness. "We should be asking you that." She said, placing her hand on his shoulder. "We missed it all... Snape… he just ran passed us and we took care of Professor Flitwick inside Snape's office, that's about it."

Anna nodded in agreement. "Even that though… when I heard about… well, I felt bad about when I asked if you liked being dragged into all this and I wanted to say sorry…"

Leo remembered that conversation, but there was no part of him that felt like it was worth an apology. "I told you back then, the war is closer to me because of my parents. Mum wouldn't have wanted to be locked away safe somewhere if she had the ability to help out, and that's what she was doing in protecting the school that night. I'm proud of her, Anna, I'm devastated because she isn't here anymore of course, but I'm proud to be her son, to be fighting the same cause that she fought for so long for."

Anna nodded, sniffing as she wiped away a tear, looking over at her Dad who was deep in conversation with Mr Dunbar. "Mum refused to come to the funeral… she's scared of being a target. Dad says it's all bringing back memories of before… with her sister and parents. He's only here because I wanted to stay. She wants to go back to Canada, where I was born in hiding." Anna looked crestfallen, before a fierce determination took over as she furrowed her brow. "But I want to stay, I want to be here and do my part… pay your Mum back for her sacrifice, Leo, if that doesn't sound ridiculous..."

It didn't at all, Leo thought, and he realised he was seeing a new side of his auburn haired friend, the reason she was placed into Gryffindor almost. "She would be proud to see that she had inspired somebody, and that somebody was standing up for what they believed in." He said, leaning over to squeeze her hand."

Fay looked glumly at the pair of them, whispering. "I'd love to as well… but I think my folks want me to stay away from Hogwarts next year. We haven't discussed it but with Baz in Iceland and the twins still being so young… we have an out and they want to take it…" She shook her head sadly. "I can tell it's coming. I heard Mum mention a small school for Icelandic witches and wizards… Töfraskóli, it only has about three dozen students." She grumbled, and Leo's heart sank at the thought of his best friend being so far away.

"Seamus had an argument with his Mother yesterday as well." Anna explained, and Leo was almost happy to be back listening to her gossip as he noticed her eyes watering, the thought of Fay being so far away clearly affecting her as much as it was him. "She wanted him to go home too, to Ireland, but he refused."

Fay shrugged. "I'll fight my corner, but Mum's Muggleborn, and scared."

"I am." Mrs Dunbar said coldly, causing all three students to look at her with wide eyes not having realised that she was listening to them. "As should you all be."

"That's enough, dear. Not today." Mr Dunbar soothed, running his hands along Mrs Dunbar's arm. "Fay, come and show us the Gobstones Club please, before we need to head on down to the Grounds. I'm fascinated to see just how much things have changed since my days…"

Fay nodded, finishing her drink and shooting the other two an apologetic look before leading her parents out of the Great Hall. Mr Bailey sighed and looked over at the two students. "Everybody is scared." He explained, continuing the conversation. "Anna, you know how worried your Mother is… if it were up to her we'd also go into hiding and I'm running out of excuses to alleviate her worries."

"I can't just run, Dad." Anna said, tearing up again. "I just can't, it's not right. Leo isn't running…"

Mr Bailey looked at him sadly. "Perhaps you should, son."

"I don't have a choice." Leo responded softly. He looked down the table and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny along with the other Weasley's that had stayed in the castle, Bill and Fleur being the only ones missing, with Bill still stuck in the Hospital Wing. He then saw his Dad enter the hall; an air of defiance plastered across Sirius' face that Leo could tell was a façade even from his distance. "I won't let my Mother's memory down by running from what she believed in, Mr Bailey, a belief I share with everything I have. If we all run we let him win, and I'd rather I died for what was right, then lived knowing I did nothing to stop it."

"A sentiment more likely to get yourself killed." Mr Bailey said sadly. "But, you are of age, both of you." The adult moved to grasp Anna's hand. "And I am so proud of you, no matter what. And so is your Mother despite all her worries, we both just want you safe, Annie."

Sirius had joined them at that moment and agreed with Mr Bailey. "We all do." He began, sitting down where Fay had been a few moments earlier. "But we won't be safe for long if we run, and we'll never forgive ourselves for abandoning our friends either." He held his hand out for Mr Bailey to shake. "Sirius Black."

Mr Bailey stopped for a moment, clearly thinking about his 14 years of fearing the man now sat in front of him. Anna cleared her throat obviously and Mr Bailey returned the handshake. "Patrick Bailey."

Sirius grinned. "I remember, you were the 5th year Prefect that took us to the Common Room for the first time."

Patrick grinned at the memory, but before the two Father's could begin to reminisce, Professor McGonagall stood up and announced to them all. "It is nearly time. Please follow your Heads of Houses out into the grounds. Gryffindors, after me."

The parents quickly said their own goodbyes and filtered out before the students did so in an orderly fashion, making their way down to the Black Lake. Leo noticed Fay running back to join them, filing in beside him and Anna. As they grew closer Leo could see that half of the chairs were quickly being filled up by adults of the Wizarding World, he recognised some of them as Order members and Ministry officials, the shopkeepers and bar owners of Hogsmeade, Ernie Prang from the Night Bus and a number of Diagon Alley shopkeepers too. Walking slowly down the aisle he saw the famous old faces of Newt and Porpentina Scamander, their three children, one man and two women, the taller of whom Leo recognised as having attended his Mother's funeral, and three grandchildren, one Leo knew was Sullivan Fawley, a 5th year Hufflepuff. Even the witch that pulled the sweet trolley on the Hogwarts Express was there he noted as they found seats near the lake. He looked around to where Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione had filtered in a couple of rows behind them, leaning over to Anna and asking. "I thought Ron might sit with you?"

She shook her head. "It was fun, but we both agreed that it wouldn't last and with everything going on… we parted as friends." She shrugged, though a blush appeared on her cheeks that clearly indicated a memory that Leo decided he had no interest in hearing the sordid details of.

He noticed a battered and bruised Neville then being helped into his seat by Dean Thomas and Hannah Abbott, and for the first time since the Battle he saw the Ravenclaws that had aided him. Terry Boot had scratches on his face while Sue Li had her arm in a sling from a particularly nasty curse. He nodded his head towards them, truly glad to see them all.

An otherworldly song made all of them in attendance look out towards the lake, where Leo noticed the Merpeople just beneath the surface singing their song of loss and despair, a touching display that brought the first tear of the day to his eye. They looked the other way next when loud movement was heard, as Hagrid walked slowly down the aisle silently crying, an object covered in a purple and gold velvet… Leo took a sharp intake of breath at the realisation that it wasn't an object at all that Hagrid was carrying, but Professor Dumbledore.

They were too far away to see the details of the ceremony, only managing to see Hagrid's back as he presumably placed Professor Dumbledore's body onto the table at the front of the congregation before retreating up the aisle once more, letting out a trumpeting sound as the half giant blew his nose. Once Hagrid had sat down, the ceremony truly began as a small wizard in plain black robes stood before them, though Leo quickly frowned when it was clear that the Sonorous Charm hadn't been used so he could barely hear.

By the time the small wizard had stopped speaking Leo's leg had cramped up, so he began to flex it as the wizard returned to his seat, looking down as the screams began. His eyes shot back to the front of the gathering as white flames seemed to engulf Professor Dumbledore's body, stitching together as the flames rose until it became a white marble tomb. An incredible display of magic, Leo thought, and one more than fitting for the incredible wizard that would lay inside for eternity.

Towards the forest a shower of arrows fired from the edge of the Forbidden Forest quickly after the tomb had been created as the Centaurs made their tribute, coming nowhere close to the gathering of people who after their initial shock, were now beginning to rise out of their seats. Leo looked back to see Hermione, who was also looking over at him. He gestured towards the lake hopefully, breathing a sigh of relief when Hermione nodded and turned to Ron.

"I've got to go." Leo said softly to Anna and Fay. "I guess you aren't hanging around?"

Fay shook her head. "Mum and Dad want me home, the twins have been with my Nan for too long, they'll have probably burned the house down." She laughed, and Anna nodded her head, also explaining that she needed to leave earlier than planned to get back to her Mum.

"Then stay safe, please." Leo said, almost begging them as he pulled them both in for a tight hug that expressed more emotion than any other hug that had come before. "I don't know when…" His voice broke. He remembered their first week of Hogwarts as fresh faced 11 year olds… and here they were almost 6 years later. He truly began to tear up then as he kissed them both on the top of the head, a gesture which showed them both his thoughts of this maybe being the final time he saw them both.

Fay was the one to shove him away, her own eyes watering but her face contorting into defiance. "We will see you again, Leo. Don't even think that."

Anna nodded her agreement, openly crying however. "We have… have to share that Firewhisky, remember." She sobbed.

Leo let out a chuckle, nodding as he thought of that bottle tucked safely in his trunk. "Agreed. The next time we're together then." They all hugged one more time, though Leo saw Fay's parents and Anna's dad looking over at them. He locked eyes with Mrs Dunbar who also seemed to be crying, a knowing realisation on her face too as he didn't need Legilimancy to understand that she also thought this would be the last time they saw one another. "Go on, your folks are waiting." He murmured, breaking the hug once again and stepping backwards.

"Keep in touch… however you can." Fay was now crying too. Leo nodded, watching as they backed away to be embraced by their parents and led away back to the castle. He turned and saw Hermione looking over at him, her own eyes red and puffy, and he smiled sadly as he moved to join her.

They made to walk around the lake together, passing Harry and Ginny in what seemed to be a heated discussion as they went, but waiting until they were clearly out of earshot before they started speaking. "The Horcrux was a fake." She said quietly. "I realise you didn't know that."

Leo's stomach twisted. "So it was all for nothing." He murmured, thinking on how pointless his Mum's death had been, as well as Dumbledore's, if they were still stuck in the same place.

"Not quite." Hermione explained. "The real one was taken by an RAB. I'm not sure who that is, but it's something to go off." She sighed, as she moved to take his hand, both squeezing one another tightly as they clang to one another for support while continuing their walk along the lake, trying to at least enjoy the peaceful day while they could. "I don't think Harry is coming back to school next year." Hermione added, finally breaking the peaceful silence.

It wasn't surprising information, Leo realised when he thought about it. "He's got to hunt them down, and he can't do that from here." He agreed with the decision. "It makes sense." Hermione pulled her own hand away at that point and rubbed her hands together nervously, telling Leo all he needed to know. "You and Ron are going to go with him, aren't you." He stated bluntly, already knowing the answer.

She nodded, sniffing to try and halt her tears. "You can come with us." She cried softly, looking up at him with red and wet eyes.

It was tempting, he had to admit, but as he grabbed her hand back and gave her a hug, pulling her into his chest as he rubbed her back to try and soothe her sobbing, he saw Hogwarts in the distance. "I can't." He whispered, noticing that Harry and Ginny had stopped their discussion and were holding hands tightly beside Fred and George, with Mrs Weasley hugging a different red-headed boy tightly into her. "My place is here, Hermione. With you three gone… somebody has to be here, looking out for the castle… keeping the DA up to scratch for the moment that Harry needs us."

Hermione smiled. "I've been doing a lot of thinking about the past, about our time here." She began. "Thinking of us all when we started compared to now…"

He was different, he knew that immediately. "We were young." He laughed, though the amusement didn't reach his eyes. "Our youth has been robbed from us; we've needed to grow up far too quickly it's true." He moved one hand to her chin, lifting it up as he stared into her brown eyes. "But we need to fight, Hermione. If we don't… life won't be worth living anyway. And I am proud to fight, I don't wish we were 1st years again, naïve to the world and just happy to be at Hogwarts. I want to live in a world I can be proud of, and we need to create that world ourselves. You by destroying the Horcruxes, and me…" He trailed off.

"By changing it from the inside." She whispered. "I admire that about you, Leo. Your strong sense of heart, and your mind, your willingness to be the change you want to see."

He smiled, knowing that she was a large part of that mentality, but it was clear that she already knew that. He leant down and captured her lips with his own, pressing all of his emotion and feeling into the kiss and making the most of what little, precious time they had left together.

They didn't spend a long time alone around the lake, knowing that they needed to be back in order to organise a mass exodus from the castle. The students such as Anna and Fay that had parents attending the funeral had already gone by the time Leo and Hermione had returned to the castle, but a large number ended up getting the Hogwarts Express, with Leo included in that despite Sirius being there, with the adult's excuse being that the Order were due to meet at Hogwarts to discuss their next moves.

With Hermione going off to find Ron and Harry and privately discuss their own plan for the following year, Leo walked down the train as it pulled away from Hogsmeade Station looking for a compartment. He eventually found one with Neville inside, noticing that other members of the DA from their year group had joined him and were gesturing Leo to enter too. Doing so and sitting beside Padma Patil, he noticed most eyes turning towards him and Neville.

"We need to think about September." Anthony Goldstein began. "We've been thinking… with Professor Dumbledore gone, the likelihood of Hogwarts being left alone is miniscule."

Leo could only agree. "We need to be ready." He began, looking at Neville who was still weak from his injuries, but the Longbottom teen nodded firmly, giving Leo courage to continue. "Dumbledore's Army will need to be the light in the darkness at the castle, the ones showing other students that we haven't given up just because of what happened."

"Do you think that You-Know-Who will want to take over the school?" Hannah asked. Leo almost certainly did, having heard all about how Voldemort, if he could ever love anything, loved the school. But knowing he needed to keep Harry's mission secret he didn't risk anything other than a nod.

Terry Boot clenched his fist and pounded his leg. "We won't let him." He stated bluntly. "We were lucky that Cho saw the DA coin this time around, we got lax. That can't happen again."

Leo agreed once again. "Keep them on you at all times, tell whoever you can trust. Next year, we'll start again bigger and better than ever." He said firmly, looking out of the window as Hogwarts began to depart from view. He thought once again of his Mum, and his conversation with Anna at breakfast that morning, and as the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaws all began to list off ways that communication could improve, Leo vowed to himself, and to her, that he would make her proud, as she had made him proud all of his life.

Reviews:

SkepticPrinceArthur: I really didn't want to sideline Ron by 'taking his girl' away from him in terms of canon relationships, but he needed time to go from where he was in canon at the start of this story to where I saw him being at this point now, and the relationship with Lavender mixed with Harry and Ginny being stronger together has helped that as much as neither him or Hermione pining for one another. I'm glad you enjoyed it! Luna was the fourth, she was there in canon so I presumably glossed over her. Leo and Sirius will definitely be going through some things over the next few chapters, I'll say that at least…

Lightningscar: Hopefully the chapter wasn't too painful for you to read if it brought back some really major emotions. Yeah, I figured with Sirius there too he wouldn't hold back on any knowledge that Snape and Lily used to be close and while I understand from the author's point of view why she wanted to keep the truth about Snape hidden until the end, I don't need to do that in its entirety and this can just add to Harry's anger at the man. Yeah a lot! It almost adds up to one of Harry's years at Hogwarts! The Horcrux Hunt won't be exactly the same as a result, you're right, though you'll have to wait a little while to see where things change…