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warning: very mild spicy chapter
WHEN RON AND PARIS LOOKED AROUND,they saw they were stood on a short hillside, snow underneath their feet, and trees above their heads.paris scrunched up her eyes, twisting her head to look of any sign of human life. "i can't see them." she said disappointedly.
"maybe they're behind their enchantments. we just have to keep looking. hopefully one of them will show themselves." ron assured, leading the brunette down the side of the hill.
"do you think she'll forgive me?" paris asked absentmindedly as they walked, her eyebrows laced in a frown.
ron nodded. "she loves you. she said so, didn't she? and you didn't do anything wrong. you didn't mean to hurt her."
the girl shrugged, until she saw a glimpse of blue light in the corner of her eye. "ron." she alerted, turning around to see a doe patronus, galloping across a sheet of ice. "ron, look."
the red-head looked in the same direction as her, his eyes widening. "isn't that harry's patronus?" he asked, but the girl beside him shook her head.
"i'm not sure. come on!"
they bounded over, shoes sinking into the layer of snow that seemed to get thinner and thinner the closer they got. "there's no one here."
"there has to be. a patronus can't just form by itself."
suddenly, they heard a large thump coming from beneath the ice, and the layer in the middle that was melted through filled up with bubbles, the water flicking upwards as if there was someone underneath the surface, struggling to get out.
ron and paris hurried towards the hole, peering inside to see a pair of pale arms and legs, flailing about helplessly.
"it's harry! look, his glasses." ron announced, getting ready to jump in. "if i can't get out, pull us back up." the boy submerged into the icy depths, grabbing onto harry, just to see what he was struggling to revive. the sword of gryffindor.
