All she could do was cry. She felt like such a shoddy Gryffindor for crying like she was, but she couldn't do anything else. Miranda felt like it was a huge effort just to keep her arms hung around Ralph's neck as they moved, she couldn't even keep her head up to look at him and---crying, she was just crying and couldn't stop. It wasn't going to stop, either, because from the small glimpses she was getting of the Leaky Cauldron, Miranda was getting a fuller picture of how truly devastated her home was.
Her home.
Her heart broke over and over, but she nodded against Ralph. The Order house! They had a house. Miranda couldn't even find it in herself to be excited about getting to see it--of course it would only be because she was about ready to die.
"Okay," she cried, getting a burst of strength and gripping tighter onto Ralph, "I won't."
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