The Snitch opens at the close

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Extract from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

by J.K. Rowling

He moved on, and now he reached the edge of the Forest, and he stopped.

A swarm of Dementors was gliding amongst the trees, he could feel their chill, and he was not sure he would be able to pass safely through it.

He had no strength left for a Patronus. He could no longer control his own trembling. It was not, after all, so easy to die. Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious, to think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.

At the same time he thought that he would not be able to go on, and knew that he must. The long game was ended, the Snitch had been caught, it was time to leave the air ...

The Snitch. His nerveless fingers fumbled for a moment with the pouch at his neck and he pulled it out.

I open at the close. Breathing fast and hard, he stared down at it. Now that he wanted time to move as slowly as possible, it seemed to have sped up, and understanding was coming so fast it seemed to have bypassed thought. This was the close. This was the moment.

He pressed the golden metal to his lips and whispered, ‘I am about to die.’

The metal shell broke open. He lowered his shaking hand, raised Draco’s wand beneath the Cloak and murmured, ‘Lumos.’

The black stone with its jagged crack running down the centre sat in the two halves of the Snitch. The Resurrection Stone had cracked down the vertical line representing the Elder Wand. The triangle and circle representing the Cloak and the stone were still discernible.


Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

By J.K. Rowling