𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 (𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗈𝗒 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋)

Chapter 37

(A/N: Happy holidays everyone! I know I'm posting this after Christmas, but hey, still. Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, Happy New Year, all of that.)

This was it.

This was when we finally start progressing toward the defeat of Voldemort.

I looked around. This was the fourth time we had moved.

"Hey, Harry," I said, walking up behind him. "You know what we should do?"

"What?" he said, turning to face me.

"We should call Voldemort 'Tim Riddle,' that way he's all like 'No, it's Tom!' and then, 'No, it's Voldemort!"

"Oh," Harry said, sighing, "oh my god, Y/n."

I laughed a little.

"You're always the entertainment we need," Star said, walking toward us.

"I try." I shrug.

"Come on," interrupted a grumpy Ron. "Dinner."

We sat down at the table.

The Locket bounced against Ron's chest as he sat.

We ate as normal, in silence.

Hermione and Harry began talking about the Horcruxes.

"Well, where do you think he could've hidden it?" asked Harry. "Ron?"

"Remembered me, have you?" Ron said, frowning.

"What?"

"You two carry on," he said coldly. "Don't let me spoil all the fun."

"What the problem?"

"Problem? There's no problem," said Ron, who wouldn't look at Harry. "Not according to you, anyway."

There were several plunks from above. It had started to rain.

"Well, you've obviously got a problem," I said, standing up. "Spit it out, would you?"

Ron looked mean. "Fine, I'll spit it out. Don't expect me to skip up and down the tent because there's another damn thing we need to find. Just add it to the list of stuff you two don't know."

"We don't know?" repeated Harry. "We don't know?"

The rain began falling harder and heavier.

"It's not like I'm not having the time of my life here," said Ron, scowling, "you know, with my arm mangled and nothing to eat and freezing my backside off every night. I just hoped, you know, after we'd been running around a few weeks, we'd have achieved something."

"Ron," said Hermione, but so quietly I doubt he heard her.

"I thought you knew what you'd signed up for," Harry said.

"Yeah, I thought I did too."

"So, what part of it isn't like up to your expectations?" I asked, anger coming to my defence. "Did you think we'd be staying in five-star hotels? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Think you'd be back to Mummy by Christmas?"

"We thought you knew what you were doing!" shouted Ron, standing up. "We thought Dumbledore had told you what to do, we thought you had a real plan!"

"Ron!" said Hermione clearly, but he ignored her.

"Well, sorry to let you down," Harry said, his voice hollow and calm. "I've been straight with you from the start, I told you everything Dumbledore told me. And in case you haven't noticed, we've found one Horcrux -"