Christmas morning, I was sleeping in this little pub keeping away from some snatchers. Then I heard it… a voice. Your voice, Hermione. Coming out of it. My name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it, & this tiny ball of light appeared. & I knew. Sure enough, it floated toward me, the ball of light. It went right to my chest, straight through me… right here. - Ron W.