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Chapter Two:
"Did you change again?" Ron asked in surprise as Harry sat down at the table.
Harry looked down at his shirt. It now looked a deep black.
"Maybe it just looked purple earlier," Harry said and Ron raised an eyebrow at him.
With double the amount of Potions homework and plenty of other homework, Harry wasn't feeling hungry.
"I'm going to the library," Harry said, grabbing a roll. Ron gave him a short wave, digging into his dinner. He turned to compare some notes with Neville who's hand had returned to normal.
At the library, Harry spread out his potions homework. He sighed. He really hadn't been that late. Harry pushed the potions homework to the side and pulled out the small magnet from his shirt pocket. The murky, cloudy blue swam inside the hourglass shape. Harry considered tapping it again with his wand to see if it would turn bright and sunny again. Then he had a better idea.
He crept into the advanced section of the library while the librarian was busy with another student. Looking through the titles on the sides of the books he found one labeled "Magical Items." Harry glance around to make sure no one noticed him and opened the book, leafing through it.
There was everything from genie-like lamps to strangely engraved door knobs but no small hourglass magnets. Harry shut the book and pushed it back in place on the shelf. Making sure no one was looking he crept back to his table and the potions homework.
As he began to sit, he stopped. There in the corner beside his table was another treasure chest like box and this one was marked "FOUND." Harry hurried over to the corner and pulled out the magnet. The inside of the box was empty. Wondering what would happen, Harry held the magnet over the box and dropped it in. He half expected to see it whisked away, disappearing back to its owner's side. Instead it clunked lightly into the box and lay there rolling slightly side to side.
Harry thought maybe the owner would be around to check the box once the person realized it was missing and started to turn.
"That box isn't working," an older girl with a handful of books said before walking off.
Harry had hoped to ask where another FOUND box was but she left to fast. He reached in and pulled the magnet back out. He'd have to keep his eye out for one that did work. A clock chimed and Harry hurried to his table. He scooped up his homework. He'd have to stay up late to do it because it was time for Quidditch practice. Harry hurried through the library door but was surprised to find that instead of looking forward to Quidditch as he usually did, he was dreading it.