            She hesitated before nodding. Hermione took her wand and summoned a notepad and pen. She cast a Lumos and wrote the names. Even as the ink turned shaky, even as a tear blotched and the first name bled, she kept writing. When it was done, she handed him the paper and rose to her feet. "Sleep," she whispered, before pressing a hesitant kiss to his forehead. He watched her go. She kept the door cracked as he began to read the names of the dead.