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They
gazed
at
each
other
for
several
long
moments
and
then
she
turned
and
walked
away
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
,
and
his
voice
was
cracked
with
lack
of
use
.
"
Come
back
!
"
She
continued
to
step
deliberately
through
the
trees
,
and
soon
he
brightness
was
striped
by
their
thick
black
trunks
.
For
one
trembling
second
he
hesitated
.
Caution
murmured
it
could
be
a
trick
,
a
lure
,
a
trap
.
But
instinct
,
overwhelming
instinct
,
told
him
that
this
was
not
Dark
Magic
.
He
set
off
in
pursuit
.
Snow
crunched
beneath
his
feet
,
but
the
doe
made
no
noise
as
she
passed
through
the
trees
,
for
she
was
nothing
but
light
.
Deeper
and
deeper
into
the
forest
she
led
him
,
and
Harry
walked
quickly
,
sure
that
when
she
stopped
,
she
would
allow
him
to
approach
her
properly
.
And
then
she
would
speak
and
the
voice
would
tell
him
what
he
needed
to
know
.
At
last
she
came
to
a
halt
.
She
turned
her
beautiful
head
toward
him
once
more
,
and
he
broke
into
a
run
,
a
question
burning
in
him
,
but
as
he
opened
his
lips
to
ask
it
,
she
vanished
.
Though
the
darkness
had
swallowed
her
whole
,
her
burnished
image
was
still
imprinted
on
his
retinas
;
it
obscured
his
vision
,
brightening
when
he
lowered
his
eyelids
,
disorienting
him
.
Now
fear
came
:
Her
presence
had
meant
safety
.
"
Lumos
!
"
he
whispered
,
and
the
wand-tip
ignited
.
The
imprint
of
the
doe
faded
away
with
every
blink
of
his
eyes
as
he
stood
there
,
listening
to
the
sounds
of
the
forest
,
to
distant
crackles
of
twigs
,
soft
swishes
of
snow
.
Was
he
about
to
be
attacked
?
Had
she
enticed
him
into
an
ambush
?
Was
he
imagining
that
somebody
stood
beyond
the
reach
of
the
wandlight
,
watching
him
?
He
held
the
wand
higher
.
Nobody
ran
out
at
him
,
no
flash
of
green
light
burst
from
behind
a
tree
.
Why
,
then
,
had
she
led
him
to
this
spot
?
Something
gleamed
in
the
light
of
the
wand
,
and
Harry
spun
about
,
but
all
that
was
there
was
a
small
,
frozen
pool
,
its
black
,
cracked
surface
glittering
as
he
raised
his
wand
higher
to
examine
it
.
