Chapter 154 – Diary
Sitting inside Grimmauld Place's kitchen, Hermione was eyeing the still-closed diary on the old wooden table while Neville was finding and washing the dust off some plates and cups at the sink.
"One egg enough?" Krum asked, boiling eggs, looking at Hermione, who gently nodded before pulling off the whistling kettle from the stove.
"I am surprised how quickly you are at home in this place." Neville chuckled, and Krum's initial answer was interrupted by a flash of lightning and the downpour that followed, smashing against the windows.
"It is, is." He said, making Neville raise an eyebrow and questioningly look at Hermione.
"He means, it is what it is. You would be surprised how collected he is most of the time. I rarely saw him get thrown off balance."
"I'm seeker." Krum chuckled, serving some boiled eggs and toast with melted chees atop it to the group before sitting down. "Balance and straight head important for work."
"I bet you miss playing Quidditch." Neville stated while making the tea for them.
"Yes. Good sport. One day, I will hope return to home and play. But... not now."
"So... are we waiting for...?" Neville asked, making Hermione's eyes return to the book, finally reaching out, opening the first page, and reading it aloud.