Leading a Life He could not believe it. He still could not believe it. It had been six months and yet he woke up every morning thinking that he‘d wake up to find his friend screaming in agony, telling him that Voldemort had hurt one of his family, or worse, killed one of them. More than once had he woken up, sweating and on the verge of screaming. More than once had Hermione had to calm him down in her own logical (and what used to be irritating) way. He knew that the war had taken the same...