Home.  The word felt so far away. When was the last time she’d truly felt at home somewhere? The burrow with Ron -  oh, Ron. She hoped her friends would be able to get out and take Ron and Harry’s body with them. They both deserved a proper burial - Harry next to his parents and Ron in the garden at the Weasleys. They would be tragic ceremonies, but filled with so much love. She felt the familiar stab of regret knowing she wouldn’t get to be there. She felt an even larger stab of guilt knowing that Ron’s death was on her hands.