Chapter 2
Harry cleared his throat. "She could be in the hospital wing, professor."
McGonagall looked down at Harry, curious. "You mean you don't know where she is?" Harry looked down and interested himself with a loose thread on his robe.
"She didn't tell us anything, professor." Ron mumbled meekly; he turned to wonder intently at a stray piece of hair.
McGonagall paused a moment, as if about to say something, but changed her mind. "Very well. Parvati go check the dorm and the hospital wing, if you please. And do not detour to fix your hair. It looks fine."
Parvati blushed and hurried out of the room, clutching a brush. (which seemed to go unnoticed)
Once she had gone, Harry and Ron spent their class staring inattentively into space; avoiding eye contact with eachother. After class Harry rushed out of the room, determined to avoid speaking with Ron. Ron, however, caught up quicky.
"Where is she?" Ron whispered. His face looked strained and pale.
"In a tower." Harry said flatly, and presumed to hurry into their next class, double potions. With the Slytherins.