"Okay..." Harry said, watching Ginny. "I don't want to be here either, Gin... This place... it reminds me of fifth year and Sirirus and everything that happened. We all had some pretty bad times here. I mean, right at this table... we were up that whole night not knowing if your dad was dead or alive. And now... it's like we're living it over again. I can't wait to get out of this place... but we will someday. I promise. He had moved to the table and sat down next to Ginny.
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