The night was drawing to a close, Ron has left by hours from now, going away after the fight he had inside the tent with Harry and despite your tries to pull the apart and ease the tension, nothing worked, everything seemed to fall apart just for the damn sake of finding the seven horcruxes and so on defeat The Lord of Evilness, but it wasn't as easy as said!.

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You sat at the edge of one of the beds, the tent from outside looked just as small and muggles like but enough it was just as large and specious as a proper room, but magic couldn't even cheer you at the moment, fiddling with the only horcrux ( a necklace ) you managed to find and yet not break, a hinge of sadness over your face, this search was making your friendship crumble but your thoughts got snapped when some music started to come from the radio, an old song, you looked up and Harry stood Infront of you, taking the horcrux off your hands as he helped you up, his hands reached to place on your waist, one on your lower back as he started to make you follow his steps, in a dance, hoping he could've distracted you, yet he didn't spoke a word.