A/N: Okay, so it has been forever and a day since I last updated. Sorry for the long wait, school was very time consuming this semester, but now that I can say I am a college graduate, I can write more. Yippy! So here is the next chapter, not all that long, but I should be updating more frequently now. Thank you to those who have reviewed, and keep it going!


"This makes the Angora Manifest one of the deadliest creatures known to exist." Harry read the same line for the fifth time, staring at the same page he had been looking at for the past hour.

He sighed heavily and rubbed his temples. He just couldn't focus for the life of him. He looked up to see Hermione looking at him with the concerned look on her face that he was all too familiar with.

"Harry...what's wrong? You haven't turned that page since we started studying."

He snapped the book shut and rested his chin on the cover. "I just don't feel like studying. Not everyone insists on studying every minute of the day like you do, you know."

He felt the tap of someones foot on his calf, and turned to the person sitting next to him. Luna eyed him warily and then closed her own book. "Let's go for a walk, Harry, yeah?"

Without waiting for him to answer, she pushed her chair out from under the table and rose to her feet. She gathered up her things and waited for him to do the same. Then after nodding good-bye to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, she lead the way out of the library. Once in the hallway, she stopped and turned to Harry.

"You go ahead and put your things away and I'll meet you in the Entrance Hall in five minutes. Oh, and bring gloves."

Again, without waiting for an answer, she turned and walked away.

He turned and made his way to Gryffindor Tower. Who does she think she is? he thought to himself. And why the bloody hell do I have to wear gloves to go for a walk? It's not even snowing. After throwing his books in his trunk, he grabbed his gloves and made his way back downstairs. She wasn't at the Entrance Hall when he got there, and that angered him more.

He looked at some of the paintings while he waited. He watched an old witch chase around a small boy for several minutes until his eyes rested on a portrait of Godric Gryffindor. Gryffindor waved jubilantly at Harry as he adjusted the sword he was holding. Harry huffed angrily and turned away.

Luna was making her way across the hall, slipping her colorful gloves onto her hands. Without a word, the two walked out and down to the bush they had visited weeks ago. As they got close to it, Luna put a hand on Harry's shoulder and motioned for him to walk slower. She put a finger over her lips to indicate that they should be very quiet. She pointed to one of the boxes they had decorated the bush with. Together they peered over the edge to see the contents.

They both gasped. Sleeping inside the box was a creature that had to be no taller than 5 inches. It looked like a tiny woman. The Moon Sprite had light blue skin and long hair the exact color of gold. Spread out behind her were two wings. They were a darker blue, shimmering in the sunlight. When he looked closer, Harry noticed that there was an intricate pattern of swirls all over the wings.

To his surprise, he saw Luna reach into the box and gingerly cup the sprite in her hands. "Open your hands", she whispered to him. He held the palms of his hands out and understood at once why Luna had told him to bring his gloves. Even through the thickness of them, he could still feel the cold coming from the sprites body. Slowly starting at his fingertips, a feeling spread through his body. It was a feeling of absolute peace and serenity, a feeling he had never felt before.

Luna smiled at him. Speaking barely above a whisper, she said to him "Moon sprites are said to have a unique ability to spread calmness. I have no words of wisdom to fix whatever is hurting you, but I thought this could bring you peace for at least a little while."

He opened his mouth to say something. He wanted to tell her everything, but the words didn't come out. He couldn't put this burden on her, too. It was enough that it plagued his every thought and haunted his dreams nightly. He could never put this on her as well. The Moon Sprite rolled over in his hands and nuzzled into his thumb.

He placed the sprite back into the box, and put his hand out for Luna to take. Together, they walked back up to the castle. Again, neither said a word. The silence was that of reassurance and understanding. Sometimes, not saying anything speaks a world of truth.

His sense of calmness didn't get a chance to last very long. The next morning at breakfast, a large barn owl came before the rest of the post with a letter for Ron. He slowly read it. When he reached the end, his eyes had grown three times in size.

He handed the letter to Hermione. Actually, he dropped it in her direction. She caught it just before it floated onto a big plate of sausages.

Harry watched as her eyes scanned the page. "Oh dear...", she said softly. He didn't like the worried look on her face.

She handed the letter to Harry.

Ron,

You remember Tara from the shop right? Last night while she was closing the store, she was attacked. She's in St. Mungo's now, I'm here too. Mum and Dad are on their way. BE CAREFUL. I have a feeling You-Know-Who is behind this. Will tell you more news when it comes, unless the Daily Prophet beats me to it.

George

He looked at Ron. His face was unusually pale.

"I... I... don't understand... what if they were looking for George?" Ron asked to no one in particular. Hermione put her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. He reached up and grabbed her hand. Harry folded the letter and slid it over the table to Ron's free hand.

Just then, dozens of owls flew into the Great Hall, dropping letters and newspapers at the students they were addressed to. Most had decided to get the Daily Prophet after news of the last attack, so it came as no surprise to any of them when they heard gasps around them. Hermione took the copy that had been delivered to her and slowly opened it. She looked at the front page, and then turned it to show Harry and Ron.

ATTACK IN HOGSMEADE

WEASLEY'S WIZARDING WHEEZES TARGETED


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