The next morning, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Griphook are gone.
It's time.
No one talks about it – Fleur's lips get a little tighter when she looks at the empty spaces at the table where the trio sat up until today, and Dean looks at the bedroom he's supposed to move into with a mixture of reluctance and exasperation – but no one says the words out loud.
Their absence, though, is tangible.
And somewhere deep inside, Luna feels something stirring.
The time is coming.
She doesn't know where they're going (although she suspects it has something to do with Gringotts; why else would Griphook, the goblin who brought her to her vault for the first time, be there?), doesn't know if they'll end up at Hogwarts at any point in the near future, but she finds herself putting her hand in her pocket every few minutes to check on the DA coin. To see if it's still there, so she'll know when the others try to send a message. She feels that it'll be soon.
She's right.
As it turns out, they only eat two meals with the empty places, and Dean never gets the chance to sleep in that bedroom. The message comes that night.
HPR WHGHERE.
Her breath catches in her throat – it's what they've all been waiting for. The moment. The revolution – and as she calls Dean, her heart echoes the words Sirius Black was said to be murmuring in Azkaban, years ago. He's at Hogwarts.
WHA TDOWEDOappears on the coin, though she didn't send it. How many other former DA members still have their coins, and have they been adapted? And the message flashes on her coin again as it grows warm in her hand.
NOW WEFIGHT.
"Bill?" she calls.
Hehe, cliffhanger . . . wow, sorry for the prolonged pause between updates; Internet difficulties and things winding down in my exchange year caused that. Updates will probably unfortunately continue to be sporadic - I hope you're still reading this. Which I, by the way, don't own.