Slow Paced

The owl appeared late at night and left just as suddenly, he recognised the handwriting immediately and ripped open the envelope. > _She is yours. > If something happens to us, I want you to hide her. Name her Hermione, for she will have my last libation before I sleep and be the messenger of dreamers. > Moony and Mary know._ Three words. Three words that forever changed the course of the war.