At Order of the Phoenix headquarters, in Hermione and Ginny's temporary room, Harry sat cuddled up with Ginny on an old sofa, their hands clasped intimately as they whispered secrets meant only for the two of them.
Ever since confirming their relationship, Harry had always cherished the time they spent together. Especially after learning not long ago that Ginny was pregnant, they both realized that the time left to them might be running out.
Ginny knew perfectly well that Harry would not abandon his mission because of this. All they could do was cherish every minute and every second they had together.
A sudden knock at the door shattered the warm atmosphere in the room.
A moment later, Hermione pushed open the door and entered. Noticing the resentful looks Harry and Ginny were giving her, she cleared her throat and explained, "I just received a message from Albert."
"What message?" Harry suddenly had a bad feeling.
"He asked me to tell you that our Fiendfyre Curse training has ended early."
"What happened?"
Harry shot to his feet from the sofa and stared at Hermione in shock, wondering whether he had misheard her.
"Why has the Fiendfyre Curse training suddenly ended early?"
Harry knew very well how seriously Albert took the Fiendfyre Curse. Otherwise, he would not have spent so much time personally teaching them both the curse and its counter-curse.
He had only just begun to get a feel for controlling Fiendfyre, yet Albert was telling him that there was no need to continue training the Fiendfyre Curse.
The blow to Harry was no small thing. Not only had he failed to master that powerful Dark Magic capable of destroying Horcruxes, but more importantly, it signaled something—and they were not ready yet.
"Harry, listen to Hermione."
Ginny reached out and