Chapter Eight

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I walk out of the store with some food. I don't honestly remember grabbing the stuff. But I got out with it, so I guess it's just a talent.

I go to the barn where the trio is hiding. I dump everything on the ground.

"Brilliant," Hermione gasps.

"And scary," Ron adds. I smile and sit. The hair on the back of my neck starts to stand up. I motion for the others to remain silent.

We poke our heads out to see Death Eaters fly over us. We wait until they're gone and take off. I notice Hermione has the horcrux on.

"Is it my turn yet?" I ask. "I think that the necklace will drive you three..."

"It won't as long as we keep switching," Harry informs me. "And it has already made me extremely mad. Think what would happen to someone who has a past like yours."

I just nod my head and slow down to walk with Ron. He looks a bit angry.

"Did you listen to the list?" I ask as I look at my feet. There is this station only a select few know. Also requires a password. But it gives everyone updates on everything.

"Yeah," he mumbles. I notice the anger melts away. "None of them are missing or murdered."

I smile and look at him. That means one of them talked.

"Which one?"

"Fred. He did a thing on how, even at times like this, we're lucky. We have friends and family. Pretty deep."

"The joksters can be serious and deep."

We walk the rest of the way in silence. Once the sun starts setting, we set up camp. I grab my sketch book and pencil and climb up a tree at the edge of the barrier.

I sit there, and sketch what I see. Until there is a disturbance. I lay on my stomach on the branch and watch.

A couple Grabbers are pushing a kid by. The leader stops. Thing is, he doesn't look half bad.

"I smell lilacs," he says.

"It's your imagination," another one shouts. The leader follows his group.

"He could smell my perfume," I hear. I look down to see Hermione and Harry.

"Good thing your barrier works," I state loudly. The two look at me and I hang upside down.

"He wasn't half bad," Harry teases.

"I have Fred," I remind him.

"You two act like brother and sister," Hermione points out. We all laugh and I jump down. I spot something and motion for them to go ahead.

I climb back up the tree and watch. A group of girls ranging from twelve to seventeen are gathering at the edge of the barrier.

"It would be smarter to leave m'lady," a familiar voice states. I spot the familiar American. I pull Thalia's crown out and jump into the middle of the group.

Probably wasn't smart, due to the fact they all have bow and arrows. And all are pointing at me. Thalia helps me up.

"She's friendly," she states. The girls lower their weapons.

"I just wanted to say thanks and give this back to you," I tell Thalia. She smiles and puts the silver on her hair.

"Until we meet again," she states.

"Until we meet again."

She leaves with her group and I go back to camp.

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