Hermione, Harry, and Ron ended up together just outside the prison before apparating again to the Burrow. Molly had gone shopping, told the Weasley clock, so they stopped in for a break.
"That's wasn't much of a help." Said Harry, sipping a boiling hot coffee, and dipping an enormous chunk of chocolate in the beverage.
Hermione promptly broke a piece off of Harry's chocolate, and said, "Well, I didn't expect him to just spill his entire soul. We do know one thing, though."
Ron added, shuddering, "That Azkaban was creepy, because, we knew that before, we didn't have to go to find out."
"Ronald, we found out that there is a possibility that she did have horcruxes."
"True."
"I think we should search her old room at the Grimmauld Place."
Harry nodded solemnly. "You're right. We need a place to really get going."
"You are insane."
"It's deserted, Ronald, except maybe house-elves, and I don't really think they care anymore either."
Ron, reluctant put his hand over Harry and Hermione's and apparated to the Black Manor.
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Our Time or Yours? (A Bellatrix Lestrange Fanfiction)
FanfictionThe golden trio suspects that Bellatrix Lestrange may have had horcruxes of her own, and that she may still be out there. To find out more, the three travel back in time using a time turner they find at the Malfoy Manor, and become students again at...
