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Hermione shook her head and continued laying down forks as Bill appeared, leading Mr.

Ollivander down the stairs. The wandmaker still looked exceptionally frail, and he clung

to Bill's arm as the latter supported him, carrying a large suitcase.

"I'm going to miss you, Mr. Ollivander," said Luna, approaching the old man.

"And I you, my dear," said Ollivander, patting her on the shoulder.

"You were an inexpressible comfort to me in that terrible place."

"So, au revoir, Mr. Ollivander," said Fleur, kissing him on both cheeks. "And I wonder

whezzer you could oblige me by delivering a package to Bill's Auntie Murie!? I never

returned 'er tiara."

"It will be an honor," said Ollivander with a little bow, "the very least I can do in return

for your generous hospitality."

Fleur drew out a worn velvet case, which she opened to show the wandmaker. The tiara

Sat glittering and twinkling in the light from the low-hanging lamp.

"Moonstones and diamonds," said Griphook, who had sidled into the room without Harry

noticing. "Made by goblins, I think?"

"And paid for by wizards," said Bill quietly, and the goblin shot him a look that was both

Furtive and challenging.

A strong wind gusted against the cottage windows as Bill and Ollivander set off into the

Night. The rest of them squeezed in around the table; elbow to elbow and with barely

Enough room to move, they started to eat. The fire crackled and popped in the grate

Beside them. Fleur, Harry noticed, was merely playing with her food; she glanced at the

Window every few minutes; however, Bill returned before they had finished their first

Course, his long hair tangled by the wind.

"Everything's fine," he told Fleur. "Ollivander settled in, Mum and Dad say hello. Ginny

sends you all her love, Fred and George are driving Muriel up the wall, they're still

Operating an Owl-Order business out of her back room. It cheered her up to have her tiara

back, though. She said she thought we'd stolen it."

"Ah, she eez charmant, your aunt," said Fleur crossly, waving her wand and causing the

Dirty plates to rise and form a stack in midair. She caught them and marched out of the

Room.

"Daddy's made a tiara," piped up Luna, "Well, more of a crown, really."

Ron caught Harry's eye and grinned; Harry knew that he was remembering the ludicrous

Headdress they had seen on their visit to Xenophilius.

"Yes, he's trying to re-create the lost diadem of Ravenclaw. He thinks he's identified most

of the main elements now. Adding the billywig wings really made a difference --"

There was a bang on the front door. Everyone's head turned toward it. Fleur came

Running out of the kitchen, looking frightened; Bill jumped to his feed, his wand pointing

At the door; Harry, Ron, and Hermione did the same. Silently Griphook slipped beneath



The table, out of sight.

"Who is it?" Bill called.

"It is I, Remus John Lupin!" called a voice over the howling wind. Harry experienced a

thrill of fear; what had happened? "I am a werewolf, married to Nymphadora Tonks, and


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