Harry looked out into the clearing, the wind whipping through his scraggly hair. He rubbed his arm as he waited, an old habit. It hadn't been quite the same since he injured it. Hermione had done everything she could, but healing really wasn't her forte. Harry glanced behind him at the small group, grown smaller since it had formed. They had lost Neville two years ago, but not before he had killed Nagini, leaving only one Horcrux to be destroyed. They had lost others along the way, Dean, Seamus, and the Patils, among others. Harry's eyes fell on the empty spot next to Hermione and his heart hurt; that was a fresh loss.

As if thinking about it had brought them back sooner he heard a faint pop from behind him. He turned to see the two figures creeping along in the shadows. Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it into the clearing, whispering the incantation. A silver stag burst out of the tip and galloped off, running a circle around the two hooded shapes and leading them back to Harry.

"Harry," said a familiar voice from under the hood.

"Did you find him?"

Ginny reached up and pushed back her hood so he could see her nodding, but she didn't look happy.

"How bad is it?"

Ginny sighed, exchanging a look with the blond girl at her side. Luna looked virtually unrecognizable from the girl he had met so many years ago. The innocence was gone from her eyes, she had seen too much in the past five years. She had put up a good fight, retaining her optimism longer than any of them, but the shock of witnessing Neville's death, so soon after they had gotten so close, was the final straw.

"It's bad Harry. There's no way we can get to him…not without help."

Harry glared at her suspiciously. "What are you talking about?"

Ginny took a deep breath. "He wants to help us, why won't you let him?"

Harry looked at her for a moment, then realization hit him. "No," he said, shaking his head emphatically. "It's not going to happen."

"Damn it Harry, how many more people have to die before you let go of your pride?" Luna said.

Harry just looked at her, dumbfounded, before nodding his head reluctantly. "Fine, but I don't trust him. I'll meet him somewhere not here. You can go tell him that."

"You'll meet him now?"

Harry looked again at the empty space beside Hermione, watched as she rolled over and put her arm where Ron should be. He nodded.

The girls sighed in relief. "Thank god," said Ginny under her breath.

"Go on, I have to wake Fred and George, tell them where we're going."

Ginny nodded.

"And Ginny? Make sure he knows, just cause I'm meeting him doesn't mean I trust him."