5. The Idea
Sooner or later, Ron realised that Hermione was probably right ("As always," she had said), and decided to write to Harry. He dipped his quill in ink, and, with great deliberation, and his tongue stuck in between his teeth, he wrote:
You need to help. None of us know what to do. Not even Hermione, if you can believe that! George can't get over Fred: He can't move on, and I can't help but worry for him. He's become really depressed and secluded. I'm scared, Harry, more scared than I've ever been. I don't want to lose another brother, please, you've got to help us! You must have some advice or something, right?
He sent Pigwidgeon off with the letter, and waited with bated breath by the window. Just a few hours later, the tiny owl returned with a small envelope tied to it's leg. Ron grabbed Pigwidgeon as soon as he was near to the open window. He looked slightly disappointed when he opened the letter and read Harry's reply:
I'll see what I can do. I have an idea, but I'll have to think it over.
Harry sat up all night, despite Ginny's urges for him to sleep. He pondered over whether or not to carry out his plan. He decided to act, knowing full well what his idea could cause...