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I don't know how much magic I've got in me at the moment, but I'd love to see it.

[There's a dry, rough laugh that sounds as if it hurts.]

Look at you, moving up the property ladder.

Well, one of us has to have our head on straight. We can get you there, heal you up a bit and rest and then make it a nice little home away from home. What do you think?

I've really missed having a proper home. I'll meet you at the Station?

[He is not having her come to Scima to fetch him.]

I'll see you there.

[And in due course, Harry can be found at their usual meeting spot. He looks well, if a bit tired, and there's a large crow perched nearby.]

[ Hermione arrives not long later, looking a little haggard and sad. She spots him and, without any hesitation, wraps her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. ]

Ron's gone.

[ He hugs her back, holding her close, and letting her say or do whatever she needs. ]

I'm so sorry. Are you sure that he's gone-gone?

[ What if he's kidnapped by dwarves or unicorns or ...? ]

[ All she can do is nod, holding herself against him with shaken hands. ]

His room's empty and I can't message him. I stopped by on my way over...

[ No, he's really gone. They're alone again. ]

[ As he holds her, he doesn't say anything much. Just quiet, soothing words meant to offer comfort for both of them. His voice is still torn up and his breath smells like something sweet and medicinal.

Nearby, a crow watches with interest. Humans. ]

[ Hermione has to give herself a few moments; she knows now isn't the time to mourn and she'll probably act much like she had travelling around England, burying her sorrows in her pillows and trying to put on a brave face for Harry, but right now she needs him and he's there. Eventually, she manages to lean back and grabs his hand, squeezing it gently. ]

Maybe we should go see my house?

[ She doesn't need to hide herself like that. Harry is here for her and he can be strong and share her burdens. ]

I'd love that. And you know that no matter where I am, I've always got time and space for you. No matter what you need or what or even just fancy.

[ The crow launches herself from her perch and comes to rest on Harry's shoulder. It really is a rather large, slightly odd bird. ]

Thank you, Harry, I -

[ She jumps back a little, her eyes widening. ]

I - um. Hello.

[ The bird clicks her beak and makes a sort of 'tok' noise. ]

We're still in negotiations for a suitable name.

I'm sure you'll figure it out?

[ She hesitates before she forces a smile onto her lips. ]

Come on. Can he apparate?

She can, yes.

[ They agreed on a gender and are still working on the rest. It's a drawn out negotiation. ]

Lead the way.

Oh, sorry, she! She.

[ Hermione nods and wraps her arm around Harry and, a little leery of apparating with the bird, focuses on them and turns, twisting until they've left with a pop and landed in the barren living room of her new house. ]

Home sweet home?

[ The bird has no difficulty being apparated and once they've relocated, flies off to explore the house. ]

It will be.

[ He hugs her once more as he takes in the empty room. ]

A bit minimal, but not everything can be covered with gold brocade. Not yet, anyway.

No, not yet. But once I've bucked down and done some transfiguration...

[ She pauses, tilting her head. ]

Will you charm it? Make me Secret Keeper?

Of course, but it'll take some work to get the grounds in as well.

[ He doesn't question her decision in the least. It's a good plan to have somewhere safe from all the madness out there. ]

I expect so. It'll be good once it's done and I've set everything up. I can even have a little library and a potions room!

[ She glances over, then. ]

Do you want to see the spells I found?

Of course. Tell me all about them.

[ Harry is interested, but he also really just wants to soak up all her enthusiasm. ]

Alright! Okay.

[ Hermione opens her ever-present bag and digs out her little notebook, skimming through pages of writing before she finds the one she's looking for, holding it out before, after a moment's hesitation, she smiles and decides it might be best to try and give him an overview instead of the entire thing. ]

The first one is the longest and needs chalk, a golden bowl and the morning. It hides the item in the water with belladonna flowers and we have to replace the flowers each season - it also constantly drains the magic of whoever does it. We can only do it one time, too.

[ She turns the page, looking more pensive. ]

This is the one I want to do. We need to make a circle of mirrors so that they reflect the light of dawn and then get a rosewood pedestal to set the object. We drip some blood onto it and chant so the item will be trapped in the mirrors.

The second one does sound a bit more secure, but at the same time, the cost of the first one is easier to see.

[ Harry worries about Hermione in all the ways he should be concerned for himself. Even he's not hypocritical enough to point out that there's blood used in one of the rituals.]

What do you need me to do? How can I help?

I need the mirrors, and a place where dawn can hit them, of course. Then, obviously, I'll need one of the objects too so I can actually hide it.

[ She hesitates a little, pausing, before she looks down at her notes. ]

I'll also be in a coma for a week.

[ He makes a little worried sound in the back of his throat and frowns. ]

I can get you the sigil whenever you're ready, but you'll need more than me to guard you during that time. Who else do you have in mind?

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