I can't believe Granger kept this information to herself for so bloody long. We are only two nights away from the Dark Lord's gathering at my childhood home. We have only forty-eight hours until the battle that will decide the life and death of thousands of people and at the same time the future of the entire magical world. She had almost a year for this revelation. In the meantime she has given me the cold shoulder, reproached me, confused me, kissed me, bewitched me and stolen my heart. In that exact order.