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[ harmony ]
"I knew I'd find you here," Harry said, sitting next to her on the bench facing her her favorite painting, in her favorite museum.
Hermione nodded with a tired smile.
"And /he/ didn't."
He nodded. He knew.
He took her hand. He held her when she leaned on him.
/I'm here... always./
