"Harry!" the young man mentioned turned, hearing two people screaming his name- a muffled but audible one from below and one from behind him.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a familiar viper mid-air in front of him. It was apparent it had jumped at him, poised to kill.
Thinking quickly, Harry dodged the snake, rolling towards his now visible best friend who had his wand on the viper.
"It's Nagini," Harry commented, feeling a sharp stab of pain in his scar. He reached up to rub it, silently identifying Voldemort's familiar as a Horcrux.
As usual, Hermione read his mind. "Nagini's a Horcrux."
Ron glanced at her in confusion. "How do you know?"
Hermione didn't bother to roll her eyes, instead, saying, "Harry's rubbing his scar which means he's hurting. And when he's hurt
