The sky is dull gray above them, cloudless and empty. The birds have long left them and the trees are bare, like wiry fingers jutting out of the dead ground. The three of them trudge along the lined trees, past the peaked houses and the buildings with smoke-running chimneys. Malfoy leads with his wand out in the front and Hermione takes the end with Sabine in the middle. It was a subconscious formation, both of them silently acknowledging Sabine had to be protected the most.  