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All Harry could think about was the four-poster waiting for him upstairs. So up the three went. Up to Gryffindor Tower. Home. And into beds in the boys dormotory they crawled. Together. Safe. Hermione climbed in with Ron. Fell asleep crying out all the pains and fears and everything they'd been through in seven years. Ron lost his own consciousness

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[midnight_writer]

I really, really liked this :)

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Hey, thanks. Sorry.. I dont have email comments on this journal.
I appreciate the words.. especially as my muse is tired by being a theatre major.