Chapter 16

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Nicole.

I frowned at Elena's crippled demeanor as I pulled the bathroom door shut.

I looked over at a sleeping Amy and frowned at her defense.

I thought for a moment about all the things that Amy has been through, by yourself and grinned when both good and evil thought crossed my mind. 

I slide through the sleeping bags over to my bunk and snatched up a bag from my Gryffindor bag and quietly made my way outside, but standing idly while the rain finally let up.

I felt my heart pull for both Elena and Amy.

The real war hasn't even started, but we were fighting our own battles here.

I frowned as I glanced back at the tent and grinned and pushed into the woods, the dark damp wood's smell filled my nose as I walked through the muddy grass.

Still wearing my mud-soaked clothes, by the way.

I grinned when I found a clearing and stopped dead in the center.

I dropped my Gryffindor bag in the middle and drew my wand. I made my way into a perfect circle around me, waving the wand and whispering a protection spell.

Making me invisible to those that walk up randomly.

I withdrew my wand and dropped to my knees next to my bag.

I grinned pulling out some potions I had stolen from Professor Snape before all hell broke loose. I grinned pull out a few Ziploc bags with pieces of hairs in each. 

One was Amy's.

One was Elena's.

I sighed and mixed a few potions and added both of their hairs.

No, it's not a Polyjucie Potion - I promise.

I closed my eyes and envisioned the both of them.

I pictured both of them at their happiest.

I inhaled as deeply as I could, repeated a single phrase in only a whisper;

"Possible resurrection occurring to extend certain threads in ongoings now..."

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"- or we could have Hogwarts flashbacks, it's fine." Elean peered curiously at me.

"The shower..." giggled Amy, and all I could do was smile at the pair, but it quickly disappeared as I lowered my voice.

"What's our next move?" I asked.

"We can't camp here for few days?" asked Elena, attempting to talk around the toothbrush on her mouth. 

"No, Hermione!" smirked Amy, who was now attempting to talk while brushing her teeth as well. 

"What about Will and them?" Elean rolled her eyes and turned back to me, after spitting and speaking more clearly. 

"What about them?" I asked, shrugging.

"Aren't they coming?" Amy tilted her head, curiously.

"Sure," I shrugged once more. "look, Potter has his own thing going on - we need to save Ella...or has everyone forgotten about that?"

"No." Elena and Amy exhaled in unison.

"Well, we can't apparate anymore." sighed Amy, as my eyes widened.

"What?!" I gasped, crossing my arms and leaning against the door as they finished brushing their teeth and Elena passed me the only clean one left and the toothpaste. I took them and began brushing my own teeth as Elena took a seat on the tub and Amy took my place against the door as I moved to the sink.

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