I decided it was a good thing that the first of September had fallen on a Friday so that we didn't have to go out of their rooms and face the rest of the school till Monday morning. Still unsettled about everything that had happened last night I couldn't help but want to be left alone.

I knew I couldn't face the school as a whole after being sorted into Hufflepuff. Even I thought it was weird that I had been resorted into Hufflepuff. Being sorted into Gryffindor after making that hat not sort me into Slytherin, I was expecting to be sorted there, hoping even.

It didn't help that I knew as a Hufflepuff I wouldn't have many, if any, classes with Draco, or any of my other friends, so I would be alone pretty much all day until both classes and dinner were over and only then could I be with my mates at the end of the day.

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Days later I let out a loud sigh as I clasped into one of the chairs that were in our living room. I wasn't having trouble with classes so much as I was watched and talked about constantly, and made it hard for me to concentrate on the lessons. It didn't help that I barely saw my mates, me and Draco had lots of homework so we didn't really talk, Severus had papers and things to grade, Lucius was in the middle of the fourth crisis with another one of the businesses he owned, and like with Draco all of the people who knew me and were my friends didn't have many classes with me. Luna might have had a class or two with me as most classes I was taking were badger/raven, but being in the year under me she didn't.

Even when I had everyone thinking I was a cheater in fifth year, or the heir of Slytherin in second year or, even more than when I had lived with the Dursley's, but until I came to Hogwarts I hadn't really known anything else. But I knew that I had never felt this alone before.

I couldn't help but curl into myself and I was unable to stop the tears that had been building up for days from finally breaking free, and tumbling down my face blurring my vision. Unable to move from my position on the couch I fell into an uneasy sleep, I had many nightmares all filled with me being trapped alone.

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"Crying hearts are never seen till the heart breaks," Luna said in her normal dreamy voice to professor Snape after class at the beginning of October.

"What are you talking about Miss Lovegood?"

"If you don't know then you're in more danger than I feared. Lyra is on the brink of a crisis. She feels so alone, more than she ever has. She has no one. Everyone that she should have is busy. Even you, her mates, who are supposed to know her better than everyone, are too busy to bother taking care of her."

"We see each other every day," said Severus dismissively.

"That isn't enough. She hasn't made any new friends. All anyone can seem to do is talk about her, but none of them wants to actually want to know her. Then, everyone who is still her friend, that knows the real her doesn't see her except out of classes because they don't share any classes with her. And they don't see her out of class because she always rushes to your rooms right away afterwards in the hope that one of you might have time for her. And you, her mates, are so busy and caught up in your own thing's you don't see how much she's hurting, how much you're hurting her. You need to fix this. Before there's nothing left to fix," And with that final word she turned and skipped out of the room.

Not sure what to make of Miss Lovegood's words he went back to his work, telling himself to think more about it later when he had the time.

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Coming back again to empty rooms, I couldn't take it anymore, tossed my bag down and went over to the floo. Calling out, "Grimmauld Place, kitchen." I then stepped through the fire and into the kitchen of Grimmauld Place.

"Sirius! Remus! Anyone home?"

"Mistress Lyra," Kreacher said as he appeared next to her.

"Kreacher do you know where Sirius or Remus are?" I asked, my voice cracking uncontrollably.

"They went out for an early dinner and should be back soon. Is Mistress alright?" Asked Kreacher, his large eyes filled with worry.

"No. No, I'm not. I'm all alone..." I said my voice cracking again as I wiped a lone tear from my face. "I'll be up in my room if anyone comes looking for me, assuming anyone actually does come looking for me... And unless someone does ask you where I am don't tell them anything. Not even my mates!" Walking out of the room I headed up the stairs up to my old room and as I got there I didn't even bother to light any candles as I went in. I simply went into the room and shut the door, and just sat there on the bed in the dark.

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Kreacher didn't know what to do. He could see how bad his Mistress was hurting, but she had told him he couldn't tell anyone she was there unless they asked. So he obeyed her orders and didn't tell Sirius or Remus that she was upstairs when they got home half an hour later, but he did go into her room every few minutes to check on her. She was always sitting on the edge of her bed, simply staring into nothing in the darkness, Kreacher tried to talk to her a few times but she didn't seem to realise he was there and didn't answer.

Kreacher could see how hurt she was but even when her mates showed up in a state of panic looking for her he said nothing, not even when they all left with Sirius and Remus, them going to help them look for her. He simply stood out of sight ringing and pulling on his ears to stop him from running over and telling them she was just upstairs in her old room, but he couldn't make himself do it.

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By the second day, Kreacher was frantic, Mistress Lyra wouldn't move, wouldn't eat, wouldn't do anything. She had gone too long without food, but every time Kreacher brought food up to her in her room she was like a ghost, not living.

Kreacher didn't want to disappoint her but he was at his wit's end, he had no idea what to do. He didn't want to lose her trust, but she was beginning to waste away, and not just in the physical sense. She wouldn't react, to anything. Kreacher had tried everything to get her to do something besides stare, but nothing worked. He even used his magic to make an illusion that makes it look like she was on fire to get her to react, but nothing would work.