*her eyes open later that night, but she remains still, her eyes scanning over the land around her, recalling everything that happened in that short amount of time**she absently rubs her thumb over the gold locket as one final tear runs down her face, and she rises back to her knees, staring down at it**she gently pulls on the soft earth with the tips of her fingers, making a small indention, and she sets the locket within its depths, then pushing the dug up dirt back into place and patting it down, and with a final pat she stands and walks away, away from her sorrow, away from her heart, and away from her past, for she made a silent vow then, as to never look back, for that had gotten her no where, and she was stronger than that**she turns at the edge of the clearing, her eyes resting on the small lump in the ground, and she seems to say good-bye, as she dissapears, reappearing someplace in hogesmeade*
