I Do | Fred Weasley x Reader

chapter 87

It's a triangle with a line down the middle and a circle in it.

"Luna's dad was wearing that at Bill and Fleur's wedding" Harry says.

"Why would someone draw it in a children's book?" Hermione asks.

"Guys, I've been thinking... I want to go to Godric's Hollow. It's where I was born, where my parents died" Harry says "Where Y/N lost her mum"

"That's exactly where he'll expect you to go because it means something to you" Hermione says, getting up.

"Yeah, but it means something to him too, Hermione. You-Know-Who almost died there. Isn't that exactly the type of place he'd be likely to hide a Horcrux?" Harry asks, getting up too.

"Ugh, its- it's dangerous, Harry" Hermione says, and I get up, looking at her with pleading eyes "But even I have to admit, recently I've been thinking we'll have to go there" Hermione admits. We make our way back to the tent "I think it's possible something else is hidden there"

"What?" Harry asks. Hermione turns to us.

"The sword" Hermione replies "If Dumbledore wanted you to find it, but didn't want it falling into the Ministry's hands, where better to hide it then the birth place of the founder of Griffindor" Hermione says.

"That's smart" I say "Really smart"

"Hermione..." Harry starts but stops.

Hermione pushes a bit of Harry's hair out of his face, smiling at him.

"Don't ever let me give you a hair cut again" Hermione says, making me chuckle lightly.

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We apparate to Godric's Hollow and I stare at everything, breathing in heavily and preparing myself.

"I still think we should've used polyjuice potion" Hermione says.

"No. This was where I was born. I'm not returning as someone else" Harry says lightly.

Him and Hermione loop arms, and I place my hands in my pockets, but dad takes my arm, looping it with his. I smile at him and he smiles back, a tear escaping his eyes.

"Guys, I think it's Christmas Eve" Hermione says.

"Really?" I sass, but Hermione gives me a look.

"Listen" she says, so I listen.

"Do you think they'd be in there, my mum and dad?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, I think they would" Hermione replies.

We go to the cemetery, Hermione and Harry looking for Harry's parent's grave while I look for my mother's. Dad follows me as I clean the snow off several stones, looking for her name.

Hermione then calls my name, making me turn to her. I stand next to her and see Harry crying over his mum and dad's grave.

I look next to it to see my mum's. Tears flood down my eyes as I hug her grave, kissing it. Dad puts his hand on my shoulder and I look up, seeing him, uncle James, uncle Reg, aunt Lily and mum.

I get up and start crying even more, hugging mum tightly as she rubs my back in comfort, holding me sweetly.

"They're here. They're all here" I say to Harry and Hermione, who turn to me.

Hermione turns back to the graves and uses her wand to make 2 wreaths with white flowers on them, one on Harry's parents graves and one on my mum's.

"You'll be okay, sweetheart. If Harry's strong enough, then you are too" mum says, making me nod my head and pull back.