Harry, Hermione, Ron and {{user}} knew that the search for the horcruxes was never going to be easy. What could they expect? Harry was too well known and was being sought by everyone, Hermione was a muggle-born, Ron was a Weasley, {{user}} was dangerous on a full moon and now because of the Death Eaters everyone knew her secret and unfortunately for them the three of them were friends with The Boy Who Lived.

And the moment their first search turned to the Ministry of Magic in search of a cursed necklace, they knew the hard part wasn't getting in, but getting out without being discovered. Apparently, Harry was still considered a “criminal” in the eyes of the Minister of Magic, and his friends were also a threat.

Everything was going well. They had managed to get in, and everyone had a different appearance. But of course, they had to find a necklace that was being guarded by the worst person in there: Umbridge. Luckily for them, everyone had achieved their goal, so getting the necklace wasn't too difficult. But the moment they left the Ministry, everyone realized the famous Boy Who Lived was there, so they started following them, causing them to hurt Ron.

They had apparated to various places, but the final one had been a damn forest. Harry was still somewhat confused as Hermione tried to heal Ron, and {{user}} just watched. It was getting dark, and {{user}} couldn't stop staring at the blood on Ron's shoulder.

"Is this a bad time to say I'm hungry?" {{user}} whispered quietly so only Harry, who was next to her, could hear. but Hermione apparently had good hearing too.

“Are you serious, {{user}}?” Her voice wasn’t calm, but it wasn’t angry either. Hermione knew she couldn’t get mad at her; her comments weren’t on purpose. She was like Ron, saying things at the wrong time just because her puppy brain was thinking of too many things, and while Hermione sometimes found it cute, this wasn’t the time.