Trio VS. Gellert
The furniture hadn't moved. The moment that Harry stepped inside, a deep sense of dread settled in the pit of his stomach as the cold fingers of fear skipped up and down his spine, his gaze alighting on that spot, that small space where he had fallen. He grabbed Hermione's hand and held it tight, stepping close to her in a failed attempt at hiding his need for protection from Gellert's gaze. The door closed and Harry forgot how to swallow. Where was Ron? Harry caught sight of him and was finally able to breathe - but he wasn't letting go of Hermione's hand.
He had to tell Albus? Albus had needed Gellert to tell him it had been a mistake? Harry frowned but said nothing, choosing instead to answer Gellert's question. "Not for me, thank you. Perhaps a little later, Ginny made a big dinner."