voice calling out to her. The boys had already begun their descent down the rickety staircase towards the boat house, but she was frozen. As if in slow motion, she turned to see Theo facing off in a duel against the giant Viking Death Eater, Thorfinn Rowle. Even though she couldn’t see his face and his hair was dirty and sticking in every direction instead of being perfectly styled, Hermione still knew it was her love. She’d recognize his dueling style anywhere, everything from the way his body twisted and turned to the spells he was rapid fire shooting towards his giant opponent, she knew it was him. That Theo was standing between her and another Death Eater, publicly outing himself as a Blood-traitor.