She keeps it for a year and a day and is the worst-behaved person in a building that has never employed well-behaved people.
In October the chapel asks the question again and she answers it in the same aisle with her clothes on, out loud, in four words.
MalfoidSay it again. Not for the stone. For me.
She says it again, and the wall takes it, and the cut is deeper this time because the stone has learned the shape of her.