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"
In
my
bag
.
I
think
we
should
keep
it
off
for
a
while
.
"
He
lay
back
on
his
pillows
and
looked
into
her
pinched
gray
face
.
"
We
should
n't
have
gone
to
Godric
's
Hollow
.
It
's
my
fault
,
it
's
all
my
fault
,
Hermione
,
I
'm
sorry
.
"
"
It
's
not
your
fault
.
I
wanted
to
go
too
;
I
really
thought
Dumbledore
might
have
left
the
sword
there
for
you
.
"
"
Yeah
,
well
...
we
got
that
wrong
,
did
n't
we
?
"
"
What
happened
,
Harry
?
What
happened
when
she
took
you
upstairs
?
Was
the
snake
hiding
somewhere
?
Did
it
just
come
out
and
kill
her
and
attack
you
?
"
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
"
She
was
the
snake
...
or
the
snake
was
her
...
all
along
.
"
"
W-what
?
"
He
closed
his
eyes
.
He
could
still
smell
Bathilda
's
house
on
him
:
It
made
the
whole
thing
horribly
vivid
.
