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Harry sat in front of a collection of tombstones, one far too big for a group of people younger than twenty. His glasses lay on the dew stained grass, an attempt to blur the vision of grief that stood before him. Emerald eyes stare into the distance as the sun rises further in the sky, its pink tint becoming brighter and brighter.
“There you are.”
He hears a familiar voice, turning to his side to see Y/N taking a seat next to him on the damp grass, her arms wrapping around her knees as she stares ahead with him.
Somehow, the air becomes lighter, and even staring at the grey, sinister tombstones of his friends seems easier, even though Y/N doesn’t say a single word, simply looking ahead with him.
The sun had now risen fully into the bright blue sky of the spring day, its rays almost blinding the two figures sitting on the grass in the middle of the graveyard.
After hours of silence, Y/N speaks.
“This is just the beginning of another chapter, you know?” she whispers, her voice cracking from being quiet for so long, “It’s a tragic ending, painful, sad, awful, but it’s just another beginning.”
His eyes finally look away from the names engraved in gold, meeting hers. She notices the glimmer of tears in the corner of his eye, and her fingers intertwine with his as they turn back to staring absently into the distance.
An hour passes before the silence is broken again, this time by Harry himself.
“It’s going to be okay, right? It’s going to stop hurting?”
Her fingers tightened around his, and his grip tightened at the very same moment. Even though words were exchanged through the feeling of skin on skin, she spoke them, her voice almost overflowing with confidence.
“It will. Everything will be alright.”
