Sarah snuggled into her soft purple sleeping bag. An hour after the students had congregated in the Great Hall, Dumbledore had conjured the bags for all the students, as it was considered too dangerous for the students to separate. It would have taken needed fighters away from Hogsmeade to protect them.

However, Sarah couldn't sleep. She couldn't stop thinking about Alice's gossipy comment. Is my dad really in Hogsmeade? What is he doing there? And why would Alice comment on that? It's not like my dad would be on Voldemort's side...right?

She groaned and turned over yet again. Then she noticed glowing golden eyes looking at her. "Oh!" She tensed, trying to figure out what or who was looking at her through the dim light filtering through the windows.

"Sarah?" She relaxed as Remus' whisper came from the direction of the eyes.

"Remus! You scared me!" She quietly teased him. There was a gleam of white, and she knew he was smiling.

"You've been tossing and turning all night. I was wondering what's wrong."

She sighed. "You know that comment Alice made? The one about my dad?"

"Yes."

"Well, I can't stop thinking about it. Is my dad really there? If he is, why? Why would she say something about? Could he be on Voldemort's side and that's why he's there?" She closed her eyes. She felt a little better just saying her fears and questions out loud.

"That's a lot of questions," Remus teased, and Sarah knew he was trying to make her feel better.

"I know," she sighed. "I just wish there was someone who could answer them."

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She was back in the strange room. She knew for certain that there had been no door on the wall opposite the tapestry of trolls in tutus clobbering a goblin, and as she passed it, a door appeared. When she opened the door again, it was the same room. Oh, well. It's a good place to work on my plan.

She set her wand on a side table and focused. Pointing her hand at the fluffy white feather in front of her, she thought, Wingardium Leviosa! Nothing happened. She tried again. Wingardium Leviosa! Nothing happened. She shrugged; she knew that it would take a lot of work.

Two hours passed. Sarah sighed. It was the last weekend before the year ended, and she wanted to find out her animal before then. She tried to move the feather yet again. Wingardium Leviosa! The feather moved, visibly. It didn't levitate, but it was a start. Sarah spent another hour trying to levitate the feather wand- and wordlessly. Finally, she succeeded. Yes! She practiced her new skill a while longer, then she realized that it was almost curfew. She hurried to the Gryffindor common room, making it in just before curfew.

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Author's Note: I know, I know. It's another short chapter. But I keep running out of things to write in whatever event it is before I have more than a page. I promise the next chapter will be longer! I know it!