As the weeks at Hogwarts passed, the muggy, warm air began to grow crisp and cold. But there were other changes in the air as well. Tensions rose as word of disappearances and attacks spread throughout the students and professors. The Dark Lord’s presence in the Wizarding World, in the past, had had little effect on the students, more of a passing nightmare than an immediate danger. But that was changing, all too fast.
One morning, James Potter found his way into the great hall, his eyes subconsciously searching for a head of dark red hair, nowhere in sight.
Meg- Okay, but hoW DARE YOU!!!!!
Karen, Mie, and Bux
F: Bux, because have you SEEN her?
M: Mie, because my precious lil bird.
K: But wait… that just leaves…… I DONT LIKE THIS GAME ANYMORE