Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Triangle Novels & Stories

“Let’s go. Drake needs help.” Delaney nods, sliding into the back beside him, still holding his hand like she’s afraid he’ll disappear if she lets go. I shut the door and circle to the driver’s side. As the engine rumbles to life, the tracking spell bowl glows faintly in the back seat. not pulling us anymore, just humming with the lingering echo of Delaney’s magic. We found her. Now we have to save the others.

Her pain was so vivid that anyone seeing the photo could feel it. I suddenly felt a chill go down my spine. A wave of grief and bitterness swept over me, and I felt like I had died all over again. That day, after getting out of the car, I had fallen into a hunting trap and died on the spot—both lives were lost. I gritted my teeth and looked at Enzo. He stood there looking like he'd been struck by lightning—motionless and not even breathing. He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot.