Apparating in to Godric's Hollow, the trio now stood holding hands, in the middle of a dimly lit street which was covered in freshly powdered snow.
Separating as they overheard people walking out into the street behind them, they instinctively reached for their wands.
As the strangers continued to walk away, Harry, Ron and Hermione relaxed.
"Do you reckon any Death Eaters or Snatchers are here already?" asked Ron.
"No idea. Best not doubt," replied Harry.
Walking further down the road, Harry slowed to a stop, noticing an open graveyard to the right. A large cedar tree cloaked the gravestones by the entrance. Hermione approached Harry's side, both hands grasping his left arm in support.
"Do you think they'd be in there, Hermione?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, Harry, I think they would," she replied.
Harry & Hermione entered the graveyard hand-in-hand, while Ron began searching the opposite end of the cemetery.
As he continued passing by gravestones, Ron noticed a long cement slab, lightly covered in snow. Lightly brushing some off by the end, he noticed the same strange symbol that appeared in Hermione's book. Moving towards the top of the grave, his sleeve cleared away more snow, revealing the name, "Ignotus Peverell."
"Hey, guys…" Ron called out.
He didn't bother to continue when he spotted Harry & Hermione standing still in front of a gravestone. Slowly, Ron crossed the graveyard.
Harry sniffled, partially due to the cold English winter.
Hermione bent down, waving her wand in a circular motion at the foot of James & Lily Potter's headstone. A small flowery wreath appeared. Standing back up, she wrapped her arms around Harry, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Merry Christmas, Hermione," Harry replied, wiping his nose briefly with his sleeve.
"Merry Christmas, Harry," soothed Hermione, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him gently on his forehead.
Ron now joined them at the tombstone.
"We're gonna make them proud, mate," said Ron sympathetically.
Harry nodded in reply.
Rubbing Harry's arm, "C'mon baby, let's find somewhere safe to set up the tent," suggested Hermione.
As the trio continued up the road, Harry suddenly stopped again.
Letting go of Hermione's hand, he approached an old fence, covered in rust and vines.
Ron and Hermione slowly approached him.
"This is where they died. This is where he murdered them," said Harry sullenly.
Ron and Hermione suddenly noticed the small, destroyed and abandoned house before them.
Wrapping her arm around Harry's waist, she tenderly helped to lead him up the road. Ron fell into step behind them.
As they approached a small park area on the left, they set up the tent and cast the protective enchantments.