Golden | h.p

63| Separating

Days if not weeks passed with the four roaming around on foot. Ron grew more and more envious of how much time Harry and Hermione were spending, he tried reminding himself that Harry had feelings for Diana and not Hermione but ninety five percent of the time his judgement was clouded by jealously.

Diana noticed these changes in his behavior. The first few days he would be reading with her, trying to brighten up everyone's day, and be making jokes and scenarios for when the completed their search and won the war, he was as positive as he could be given the circumstances. 

As of recently Ron's jealously got the better of him and he turned cold and silent. He would barely speak to any of them. It was rare that he even gave a half smile. Diana had been reading with him but he got annoyed mid way through the third Twilight book and begun insulting and criticizing little things. He had almost completely given up any hope of this all ending.

 "He doesn't know what he's doing, does he?" Ron asked Hermione, this being one of the first full sentences he'd spoken in three days. "None of us do" Hermione admitted, looking over to Diana who had been walking up to Harry, who had been starring off into nothingness. 

"I don't understand how she does it" Ron mumbled. "Does what?" Hermione asked. "Diana has barely been effected by this whole thing. I don't understand why not. Just like us she left her mother, friends, and family. Doesn't she miss them?" Ron thought.

Hermione let out a sigh. "Diana's a lot stronger than we give her credit for. I think that she misses her friends and family just as we do, she's just better at hiding it" she told the red head.

"She doesn't have to hide with us. She knows that" Ron stated, "does she?" Hermione mumbled. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Haven't you noticed? We are so used to the dynamic of Harry, you, and I that we leave Diana out, even if we don't mean to".

Diana was able to hear what was being said about her. 'Stupid vamp hearing' Diana thought as she made it to where Harry was standing. "We'll figure this all out" she told him, he turned around sharply as though he was under attack. "It's just me so relax, will you?" Diana muttered.

"I'm not really in the mood for pep talking right now, Diana" Harry mumbled as he walked past her. Diana saw that he was wearing the locket and instantly knew why he was behaving the way he was. 

As per usual she brushed it off and began practicing her magic, even though she had already perfected it.

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The next night it had been Ron's turn to wear the Horcrux locket. He had passed out already while Diana read and Hermione cut Harry's hair. It was dead silent in the tent until Hermione let out a gasp. "Oh my god" Hermione said as she dropped the scissors on the ground and rushed over to the table.

"I know that gasp. You've figured something up, haven't you?" Diana asked as she made her way over to Hermione. "What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, he too getting up. "I'll tell you in a minute" Hermione answered as she skimmed over a book of her's.

"Or, you could tell us now?" Harry suggested. "The sword of Gryffindor, it's Goblin made" Hermione stated. "Brilliant" Harry said with a pause, "I don't follow" he then admitted. Hermione turned to Diana, "the sword only takes in what makes it stronger" Diana said. Harry still stared blankly at the girls. 

"Harry! You've already destroyed a Horcrux, Tom Riddle's diary, in the Chamber of Secrets" Hermione reminded him. "With a Basilisk fang... so unless either one of you has one in their bag then I don't see how this helps anything" Harry told the girls.

"Don't you remember what you did before you destroyed the diary?" Diana asked, he shook his head. "You stabbed the Basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor! Its blade in embedded with Basilisk venom" Diana said slowly.