Chapter 8:

"Harry," "Yes?" "Are you're eyes going all funny?" "Why do you ask?" "Oh it's nothing," "Realy, I want to know," "Trust me, it's nothing!" "Ron, you wouldn't have asked me in the first place if there hadn't been anything," "Just never mind! I'm going to transfiguration class," "Ron!" Harry called, "it doesn't even start for about twenty minuets!" But Ron was already heading off in the opposite direction. "What was that all about?" Hermione asked as she settled her self down at the table, "No clue," Harry responded, "Harry," Hermione said slowly, "Yes?" "Is there something wrong with your eyes?" "Not you this time!" "Harry," said Hermione questioningly, "What is it?" "Look," Hermione, with out even looking away from what she was looking at, reached over and grasped the color of his robes, and turned him to face the Slytherin table, "What is it?" Harry said again, Harry looked over in the direction of ware Hermione was looking. It took a while for him to realize that Hermione was staring in the direction of the seat in which Alexandria always sat. "I don't see anything - wait," Harry rubbed his glasses ferociously before looking back. One moment, everything was alright, Alexandria was siting safely in her seat, but the next moment, she was gone. Harry rubbed his Glasses again, and turned back around, She was back, and acting as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened in the least, Harry looked closer, only to realize that Alexandria's friends had the most peculiar smile's playing about there faces, but when looking even closer, Harry realized that Alexandria had one of them to.