tampered with the past

When did the dark clouds begin to hang over?

at this moment?

Or was it long ago?

Professor Moody is dead.

George is missing an ear.

Harry lost his owl.

I can almost foresee how difficult our next journey will be——

Crossing mountains and ridges, crossing mountains and rivers...

I considered everything, worst case scenario, worst outcome.But I never thought that one day, Ron would leave us.

"I see, you chose him."

Yes, I chose him - Harry Potter.

Long, long ago, I made a choice,

I will not leave Harry alone, whether by knife or by fire.But I always thought that Ron would be with me, faithfully by Harry's side.Even if there were occasional quarrels, I always believed that Ron would not abandon Harry at the most difficult time.

Until the truth is in front of me.

Ron was gone, and it was just me and Harry, in the boundless darkness, blindly looking for light that didn't even exist.

I hate Ron.

Although, I can understand his rant, his anger.

Horcruxes are trying to drive us apart.

I don't know what the Horcrux showed Ron, but I can't forget the vision and echo that the Horcrux created in my mind.

It knew my feelings for Harry, and it used them to ferment the emotions that broke me down.

"He does not love you!"

I've always known this.

"He loves someone else!"

I have always known this.

Although I knew it all the time, I still couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Recently, I've been crying more and more, and the frequency is so high that I feel unbelievable.But the tears just couldn't be controlled and wanted to burst into the eyes, because of various extremely small reasons——

Ron's betrayal.

Harry's thoughts on Ginny.

And those random dreams, Harry and Cho, Harry and Ginny, Harry and girls I don't know...

I'm really worried that the Horcruxes will destroy us before we destroy them.

Harry was acting normal, a little too normal, I have to say.He didn't want me to see how much Ron's departure had hit him, so I pretended not to know.

Right now, Harry and I are in a daze, not knowing what to do or where to go.

Harry wanted to go to Godric's Hollow, and I kept blocking him.I have every reason to believe that Voldemort will send someone to ambush there.But considering that the sword of Gryffindor might be lying quietly somewhere in Godric's Hollow, the perilous journey became inevitable.

I hope that I am prepared for this, sufficient enough to deal with any unexpected situation.

Polyjuice Potion, apparating and apparating under an invisibility cloak, and pretending to be husband and wife...

Harry thought my nervousness was due to fear, and I didn't contradict him, secretly amused myself.

couple……

me and harry...

How wonderful.

Although it is destined to be a short-lived dream, I also want to desperately seize every second that passes, so that the memory will warm the rest of my life.

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