A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:))

Chapter 125: Their day is just as good

Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, merely an hour after his sister had left, Harry woke up, his stomach turning in a way he definitely didn't like. But he wasn't nauseous or sick; no, it was a bad feeling.

He looked over at Ron, who was still sound asleep, as well as his other roommates. Frowning, he stood and tiptoed to the door, and then down to the common room. Only when he got there did he realise the error in his plan. He couldn't walk up to the girls' dorms. After a few moments of thinking, he finally remembered of the charmed galleons from the previous year's DA. After he recovered his from the bottom of his trunk, using a spell learned from Selene, he sent a message to Hermione. Not thinking she would see it right away, Harry took his broom and the polishing set and, trying to ignore the feeling in his gut, he sat in an overstuffed chair next to where the last remains of the fire were, prepared to wait for some time.

A couple of minutes later though, light steps came down the stairs, and soon enough a head of hair, even more bushy than usually, entered the room. She looked like she just woke up, yawning every ten seconds and constantly rubbing her eyes.

"Morning Harry, you wanted to see me?"

"Actually, it was both of you."

"Both of us?"

"I sent Selene the message as well."

"She's not in the bedroom. I suppose she left early for whatever she needed to do. What did you want anyways?"

"Well, when I woke up this morning, I felt like something was off. I still do, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Maybe it's Selene? You know you sometimes have your weird twin things, maybe it's something like that?"

"Even if it is, where is she? We don't even know what is it that she has to do"

"Let's go ask Professor McGonagall then."

"Now?"

"It's Saturday morning. I know for a fact that she is currently making class plans and grading papers. She'll be in her office. Just grab a jacket or something, it's cold."

After getting another layer on, for it was late Autumn in Scotland, they headed for the Transfiguration teacher's office. Softly knocking on the heavy door, they pushed it aside when they heard someone inviting them in.

"Mr Potter, Mrs Granger, up so early during the weekend? What can I do for you?"

"We were wondering if you could tell us where Selene is or what she might be doing."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, she told us she couldn't come today with us to Hogsmeade because of some things she had to do today. And Harry thinks there's something wrong with her and we were thinking that you might inform us of her whereabouts."

"Oh. Well, I cannot tell you exactly what she is doing, but I do know where she is and can assure you that she is safe. Of course, if and when she will see fit, she can tell you all. But that is her decision to make."

"But are you sure that she is safe?"

"Yes, Mr Potter, I am. Now, it is far too beautiful outside to spend the day in the castle. Go to Hogsmeade, get some sweets, enjoy the day. And you can talk to your sister later."

As soon as they closed the door, Minerva sighed. What was that girl up to?

When they finally managed to wake Ron up, the three of them ate a quick breakfast and in no time were on their way down the hill, determined to make the most out of their day in the village, just like their teacher had recommended.

Making their first stop at Zonko's, they realized just how high their expectations became after Weasley's Wizard Wheezes had opened. This shop, that had seemed to amaze them every time they walked in, with its shelves full of toys, pranks and whatnot, now just looked dull, the colours not nearly as vibrant as in the twins'; the devices and charmed sweets seemed simple, ordinary , and it looked like the other costumers shared their opinion, sporting rather confused looks on their faces, appearing lost and maybe a tad sad.

"Is it just me, or is the shop...different?" Hermione asked while they were making their way to the three Broomsticks for lunch; she had never been a big fan of pranks, but after she got together with Fred she realized just how important they were, cheering people up when they were needed, and how much thought and skill actually went into them.

"No, you're right. But I don't think it's just because of WWW. I mean, have you seen the owner? I haven't; and he usually is in there, talking to costumers, giving advice and everything. It's about Voldemort. He's scaring everyone off. Just like Diagon Alley."

"Maybe. But now, let's go grab lunch; I'm starving."

"You're always starving Ronald." she rolled her eyes, but said nothing else.

They had Butterbeers and some pizza. It was something new on the menu, that, to Harry and Hermione's surprise, Ron had never eaten before. He promptly declared it to be one of his favourite foods though, another one on his already kilometric list.

"Harry m'boy! And miss Granger." said boy shuddered, having hoped that he could get rid of Slughorn in the village if not at school. Ron tried to hide his disappointment at not being noticed, again, and Hermione merely plastered a smile on her face.

"Professor, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, just decided to go out with some colleagues. They looked like they needed it." sure enough, at the table he had came from, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout and, surprisingly, Snape were sitting, none of them actually seeming to enjoy the 'outing'.

After getting rid of their teacher(and getting invited to another party), they went to Honeydukes to get the promised candy for Selene and restock for themselves as well.

As there wasn't much else to do, slowly but surely the group headed for Hogwarts, their bellies full and bags as well.

By the time they went to sleep, Selene hadn't come back, so they had come to the conclusion that they had to wait until the next day to ask their friend about what she had been up to.