Entry #3: R.I.P. Dean Thomas

[the_smart_one]

The younger students are mostly in bed or near bed now so I finally have a moment

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[the_boy_who]

I'm here.

[the_smart_one]

I'm glad. I'm so glad.

[the_boy_who]

I'm sorry.

[the_smart_one]

I am, too. That doesn't matter so much now, though. You don't need to be sorry. There's too much at stake to worry about things like that.

[forever_cannons]

I just know what needs to be done now, Hermione. I didn't see it so clearly before.

[the_smart_one]

Yes. It brings it home to you, doesn't it? In a way that nothing else could. Not even Sirius. That was at least on someone else's territory, but this is home.

[the_boy_who]

Maybe not for you.

[the_smart_one]

I was talking to Ron. I know it's different for you.

[seventhdaughter]

Hermione do you know if we can leave the Tower yet?

[the_smart_one]

Nobody's told me we can, so I'm assuming we shouldn't till morning. If there's no breakfast laid out for us, I suppose we'll have to go down to the Great Hall. And the Fat Lady will know, won't she?

[seventhdaughter]

all right then. thanks.

[goddesspatil]

Hermione? Are you alright?

[the_smart_one]

Better now that I've had something hot to drink in me and that Harry and Ron are around. And Lavender, too, actually.

[goddesspatil]

I know. I had a bit of a irritation earlier with Chang, but now the firsties have calmed down and the Common Room is quieter.

I can't believe this is happening.

[the_smart_one]

I can. It feels like a bad dream, but I knew the bad dream was coming.

That doesn't make much sense. I'm tired out.