Harry realized all too late that a void had formed between him and his friends. At first, he’d spent each new loop by their side, recounting events and seeking support, which was natural — everything was still the same. They hated Voldemort and hoped to find a way out of this trap; they were together, as they had been every year before, and Harry couldn’t even fathom the fact that something (someone) could stand between him and Ron and Hermione. It had always been the three of them — or so he thought.