She Is Alive ~ V | d.m.

8. Dirt And Rust

One of the days, we had stopped at the top of a cliff. I was reading at the table, Ron was laying in his bed listening to the radio he never turned off, while Granger was busy giving Harry a haircut.

Horribly, I might add. She was concentrated on it while I read my uncle's journal quietly.

That is until Granger gasped, dropping the scissors before she walked towards me pulling out a book from her bag. Harry, however, followed behind skeptically as he nervously felt the ends of his hair newly cut hair, "What?"

"I'll tell you in a minute."

"Maybe you could tell me now."

Granger nodded as I closed my book, motioning for Ron to join us but he only shook his head and turned to the other side. I sighed but turned back to listen.

"The sword of Gryffindor, it's goblin-made."

"Brilliant." Harry shot up his hands giving a thumbs-up but I only rolled my eyes.

"I don't think you're understanding Granger here. You see, Harry, dirt and rust would have no effect on the blade."

"Exactly, and so it only takes in that which makes it stronger."

Harry looked at us still confused, "Okay..."

"Harry! You've already destroyed one Horcrux, right? Tom Riddle's diary in the Chamber of Secrets."

"Yeah, with a Basilisk fang. If you tell me you've got one of those in that bloody beaded bag of your-"

I smacked Harry's head, "Don't you see? In the Chamber of Secrets, whilst I was distracting the Basilisk, you stabbed it with the sword."

Granger nodded, "Its blade would be filled with Basilisk venom."

Harry was finally starting to understand the concept and nodded, "It only takes in that which makes it stronger. So..."

"Exactly, which is why-"

"It can destroy Horcruxes."

I nodded as they both took a seat at the table, "This is why he left it to you in his will."

They turned to me and Harry cocked his head, "Wait, what did he leave you?"

"He left me a letter, nothing important."

Granger tilted her head, "Have you read it?"

"No, not yet, but I will, but as of right now we were talking about the sword and Granger's recent discovery."

Harry nodded, "You truly are brilliant, Hermione."

"Actually, I'm highly logical, which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook."

"Yeah, but there's only one problem, of course."

Then the lights went out and I snapped my head, as did Granger and Harry.

Ron walked up from his bed, finishing Harry's thought, "The sword was stolen."

He returned the lights and then gave an annoyed nod, "Yeah, I'm still here. The only one who seemed to notice was Scarlett. But don't worry, you two carry on. Don't let me spoil the fun."

Harry closed the book in front of him and turned to Ron completely, "What's wrong?"

I walked down towards Ron and sat on the steps while Ron answered, "Wrong? Nothing's wrong. Not according to you, anyway."

"Look, if you've got something to say, don't be shy. Spit it out."

"Alright, I'll spit it out. But don't expect me to be grateful just because there's another damn thing we've got to find."

"I thought you knew what you signed up for."

"Yeah, I thought I did too."

Harry stood from the bench and walked towards Ron as I sat back against a beam, "Well then, I'm sorry but I don't quite understand. What part of this isn't living up to your expectations?"

I shook my head as Granger soon stood up and walked towards the boys.

"Did you think we were gonna be staying in a hotel? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Thought you'd be back with your mum by Christmas?"

"I just thought, that after all this time we would've actually achieved something. I thought you knew what you were doing. I thought Dumbledore would've told you something worthwhile. I thought you had a plan."

He exhaled before glancing at me and the chair where Harry sat beforehand, "Instead, we have you getting haircuts while Hermione follows you around. I bet the only one of us who isn't suffering is Scarlett, she's powerful. She conjures food and supplies whenever she wants and has probably seen her friends every so often. Maybe visit her uncle-"

I jumped up and scowled at him, "Don't you dare mention him."