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And from somewhere—memory or magic—his mother’s voice: “You’re doing what’s right. That’s enough for now.”

In Godric’s Hollow, on Christmas Eve, they found graves instead of glory. Harry knelt before his parents’ headstones. Snow fell, silent as memory. An old woman—Bathilda Bagshot—led them inside, but the house held a serpent, not answers. They barely escaped with their lives, losing Harry’s wand to Hermione’s desperate Blasting Curse. ---Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows- Part 1 -...

Hermione closed her eyes. “My parents don’t know who I am anymore. I did that to keep them safe. I can’t fail them now. So we keep going.” Snow fell, silent as memory

Hermione, stitching a tear in Harry’s jacket, said quietly, “Hiding is sometimes the bravest thing. It means you’re still alive to fight another day.” Hermione closed her eyes

“We haven’t found a single Horcrux,” Ron muttered, kicking a pebble. “We’re not hunting. We’re hiding.”

“We’re not ready,” Harry admitted. It was the first honest thing he’d said in days. “We don’t know how to destroy the locket. We don’t even know where the next one is.”