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chapter sixty-nine. (blood as black as my familial curse )
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BOTH HARRY AND ASCELLA WERE utterly exhausted with their night's work yet delighted at the prospect of retrieving the memory from Slughorn, and they retold the story to Ron and Hermione during next morning's Charms lesson ( having first cast the Muffliato spell upon those nearest them ). They were both satisfyingly impressed by the way they had wheedled the memory out of Slughorn and positively awed when they told them about Voldemort's Horcruxes and Dumbledore's promise to take Harry and Ascella along, should he find another one.
"Wow," said Ron, when Harry and Ascella had finally finished telling them everything; Ron was waving his wand very vaguely in the direction of the ceiling without paying the slightest bit of attention to what he was doing. "Wow. You're actually going to go with Dumbledore . . . and try and destroy . . . wow."
"Ron, you're making it snow," said Hermione patiently, grabbing his wrist and redirecting his wand away from the ceiling from which, sure enough, large white flakes had started to fall. Lavender Brown, Ascella noticed, glared at Hermione from a neighbouring table through very red eyes, and Hermione immediately let go of Ron's arm.
"Oh yeah," said Ron, looking down at his shoulders in vague surprise. "Sorry . . . looks like we've all got horrible dandruff now . . ."
Ascella shook her wild ringlets to rid herself of the flecks of snow, while Ron brushed some of the fake snow off Hermione's shoulder. Lavender burst into tears. Ron looked immensely guilty and turned his back on her.
"We split up," he told Harry and Ascella out of the corner of his mouth. "Last night. When she saw me coming out of the dormitory with Hermione. Obviously she couldn't see you two, so she thought it had just been the two of us."
Ascella grimaced.
"Ah," said Harry. "Well — you don't mind it's over, do you?"
"No," Ron admitted. "It was pretty bad while she was yelling, but at least I didn't have to finish it."
