𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

fifty-four || year 7 ✔️

Hermione, wrapped in a blanket, sits just outside the tent by a wind-whipped fire, going back and forth between Tales of Beedle the Bard and another book, Spellman's Syllabary.
While Amelia is sat in front of her, looking at the compass.

"This compass is bloody useless." breathed Amelia, looking at it in pure hatred.

"Why?"

"It points in the wrong direction!" Amelia shows Hermione the compass. "See!"

"What if it's magic?" asked Hermione, Amelia blinks at the girl.

"Gee, I never knew magic exists." Amelia rolls her eyes, sarcastically.

"I mean," Hermione sighs. "Dumbledore said it's for when you need to find your way and get to where you need to be, right? What if there's some sort of spell that can make you find what you need."

"The sword?" asked Amelia, "Can that work?"

"Maybe," replied Hermione. "Try."

"But I don't know the spell." said Amelia, "Maybe this is a hint." The short haired girl shows the muggleborn a symbol that looks like an eye. "Does That ring a bell?"

"Hold on," gaped Hermione. "I've seen that." She looks at the pages of the book, and she points at the same symbol.

"What the hell?" asked Amelia, "How?" She knows that symbol. She has seen it.

"I don't know," replied Hermione. "I-"

"Hermione!" called Harry, the two girls look at the boy. "You were right. It's like you
said. Snitches have flesh memories. But I didn't catch my first Snitch with my hand. I almost swallowed it."

Hermione watches the words vanish on orb.
"'I open at the close?'"

"What do you reckon it means?" asked Harry, Amelia shrugs.

"I don't know." replies Hermione. "But look, Amelia and I found something as well..."

She turns The Tales of Beedle the Bard into the flickering light, points to the top of the title page, to a small drawing of a triangular eye, and she shows the compass to Harry.

"I thought it was a picture of an eye, but now I don't think it is." said Hermione. "It isn't a rune and it's not in Spellman's Syllabary either. And it's been inked in -- somebody drew it -- it isn't part of the book. And I don't really know about the compass."

"Luna's dad was wearing that," said Amelia,
"At Bill and Fleur's wedding."

"What d'you mean -- wearing it?" questioned Hermione.

"Around his neck. Like an amulet." repeated Amelia, gesturing around her neck. "I didn't think much of it at the time. You know Luna -- she's always got some mad thing or the other she's carrying around. I just figured it ran in the family."

"Why would someone have drawn it in a children's book?" As Hermione shakes her head, musing, Harry eyes her.

"Hermione, Amelia, I've been thinking. I --
I want to go to Godric's Hollow. It's where I was born, it's where my parents died --"

"That's where my Mum died too." cut Amelia, "My uncle told me."

"And it's exactly where You-Know-Who will expect you to go." states Hermione. "Because it means something to you, let alone the two of you."

"But it means something to him too, Hermione." sighed Harry. Amelia frowns. "You-Know-Who nearly died there. Wouldn't that be just the kind of place he'd hide a Horcrux? I mean, two Horcruxes?"