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Harry puts down the plate in his hands and leans over, so that he is looking right over Hermione’s shoulder. The leaf in her hands turns purple, then a vibrant neon blue. Harry’s whole body seems to tighten, he forgets to breathe. He palms the glass by her shoulder, like he can melt through it to her, to grab her and keep her there. In a second the leaf is back to its original yellow, and then she’s gone, taking quick strides, pulling a car door open.
The leaf is blown away as a breeze comes through.
Harry’s still standing there, his hand pressed to the glass.
It seems like it's time to pay the Granger’s a visit.








