A/N: Sorry 'bout the delay, folks! I have spent the last couple days studying for a test in AP Language, and I kind of put my writing into the back of my mind. Anyway, here's the second chapter, and thanks to all of you who have reviewed the first one! Please review and let me know what you think of this one!

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More Than Yellowed Pages

Chapter Two

"You don't know what he's talking about?" Ron scratched his head.

"No, of course not. It's like the two of them talk in code whenever they talk to me or something. I don't understand them at all." Harry shrugged.

"Have you tried to enchant it or anything? Maybe there is some kind of spell you have to use for it to work right?"

"Considering it was my father's, you're probably right," Harry nodded.

Ron smiled. "I bet you we could figure it out!"

"No!" Harry jumped. "Lupin tried to explain it...I think we best leave it alone until we see him. I think he's coming back to Hogwarts. He said he'd see me on the train. What else could that mean?"

"That's great!" Ron laughed. He paused. "Hey, Harry, have you heard from Luna this summer?" he asked, and suddenly his voice had quieted to a whisper.

He frowned, realizing that she hadn't exactly answered any of his owls. "No...why? What's wrong? She hasn't answered any of the owls I've sent...."

"She's been writing to Hermione, mate. Something's happened. Her father...he died...Luna is staying with relatives...Muggle relatives, Harry..." Ron explained.

Harry was red with anger. "WHAT?!" he screamed. "Is she all right? Why wouldn't she write me? Are they treating her okay?"

"She didn't want you to know, mate."

"Why?" demanded Harry. "It doesn't make sense!"

"He was murdered, Harry. Apparently, he was about to publish a big story about You-Know-Who's whereabouts...he thought You-Know-Who was hiding in Godric's Hollow..."

"Voldemort killed Luna's father!" Harry gasped. "Oh god, Ron! I could kill you! Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't Hermione? What is wrong with the two of you, huh?" he vented.

"She made us swear, Harry. Besides, we haven't heard anything from her in about a week. She stopped writing. Hermione figured you'd blow your top if you knew, and we all know what Dumbledore said..." Ron sighed.

Harry frowned deeply, momentarily ignoring the urge to strangle Ron. "Where's she staying at, Ron? We have to go get her. We can't just leave her. Do you have any idea what it's like to live with the Dursleys? I can't imagine there would be worse Muggles, but we can't just leave her..."

"I know, mate. We can't exactly fly out your window on broomsticks, either now, can we?" he smirked.

Harry smiled suddenly. "Ron, hand me one of her letters! The telephone, Ron! We can call information and call her on the telephone!"

"Telly- fone?" Ron looked as if he was in agony.

"Never mind...I'll handle it." He groaned hopelessly. He snatched the letter from Ron's hands.

"Yes, can I speak with Luna, please?" Harry asked.

There was a pause. "Hello?"

"Luna!"

"Harry! How did you know I was...oh, Ron is there, huh?"

Harry sighed. "Are you all right? Are they treating you okay? We're going to come and get you!"

"Harry...don't. My aunt is crazy. If you show up...I can't go to Hogwarts anymore. She won't permit it. She hid my wand, Harry..."

Harry turned red. "She did what? I'm going to go to Dumbledore right now! You're only a month away from being able to legally do whatever in bloody hell you want to do. She isn't going to lock you up like that!"

"But, Harry, what can..."

"She won't, do you hear? You belong at Hogwarts with Ron and Hermione and...me..." he sighed.

"Harry?"

"Huh?"

"Thanks..."

"Come on, Ron. We're taking my father's cloak. Grab my broom. It's in the closet." He pointed.

"Where are we going?" Ron asked, puzzled.

"Grimuald Place. I have a feeling that everyone is probably going to be gathered there. And if Luna's father was killed because of his article, maybe they can explain what in the world is going on!"

"But we have to catch the train tomorrow!"

"Dumbledore can come back for our trunks once he knows what's going on!" Harry insisted. He grabbed his father's dream journal off of his nightstand.

"I can't believe we found it, mate! I thought we would freeze to death before we got here!" Ron shivered.

Harry muttered the password, and pushed open the door. Professor Dumbledore, Professor Lupin, the Weasley twins, and Professor Snape stared at him and Ron as they entered.

"You shouldn't be here," hissed Snape. "You should be getting ready to get on the train in the morning!"

"We're not going anywhere! Luna's father was killed, and now she's staying with her aunt! And does anyone know why? I do! Because her dad knew where Voldemort was!" he growled.

"Harry, we are aware of what has happened." Dumbledore answered calmly.

Harry stared. "We have to go get her, Dumbledore! We can't leave her there! She'll be seventeen in about a month! It's just not right! She doesn't belong there!" he argued.

Dumbledore nodded. "I understand, Harry. You have read my thoughts. I shall send for your school things. Hermione is upstairs, Ron." He paused and pointed. "Go tell her that we are taking a trip to London."

Ron nodded, and ran up the stairs.

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A/N: Had to leave it here, peoples. It's not that I ran out off things to say...oh, no. It's more along the lines of the fact that I didn't want to run into two topics on one chapter. The next one shall be posted soon. Please tell me what you think of this one!