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"
Do
n't
let
it
worry
you
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
It
's
me
,
I
'm
extremely
famous
.
"
Albus
,
Rose
,
Hugo
,
and
Lily
laughed
.
The
train
began
to
move
,
and
Harry
walked
alongside
it
,
watching
his
son
's
thin
face
,
already
ablaze
with
excitement
Harry
kept
smiling
and
waving
,
even
though
it
was
like
a
little
bereavement
,
watching
his
son
glide
away
from
him
...
The
last
trace
of
steam
evaporated
in
the
autumn
air
.
The
train
rounded
a
corner
.
Harry
's
hand
was
still
raised
in
farewell
.
"
He
'll
be
all
right
,
"
murmured
Ginny
.
As
Harry
looked
at
her
,
he
lowered
his
hand
absent-mindedly
and
touched
the
lightning
scar
on
his
forehead
.
"
I
know
he
will
.
"
The
scar
had
not
pained
Harry
for
nineteen
years
.
All
was
well
.