Chapter 2
Breakfast was a quick and quiet affair. They then made their way to the Entrance hall and waited. As they stood at the door, Malfoy came up behind Harry.
"Oh Potter, how's the monster that lives in the tower feeling today? Is he still suffering from a broken heart? I know, we could put him out of his misery. What do you say Potter? Than you Gryffindors would be able to sleep when the full moon rises." Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins started laughing. Harry turned to say something to Malfoy, but Ron dashed past him.
"I've had about enough of you Malfoy!" Ron brought his fist back just as Professor Snape entered the Entrance hall.
"Mr. Weasley, I do hope you are not planning on hitting Mr. Malfoy? I'd hate to have to take away points from Gryffindor just before Christmas." Snape sneered at Ron, who had dropped his fist. "Good, now off with the lot of you. Get going." Snape turned on his heel, swept past the group of students and marched down to the dungeons. Harry looked at Ron as they walked out of the castle and headed for Hogsmeade.
"I thought you were convinced that Kagato is guilty. Why did you just stand up for him?"
Ron shrugged.
"I don't know why. Maybe it's cause that's what Alex and Cat would have done. Let's hurry, I want to get to Honeydukes before Fred and George buy everything that I like."
They walked in silence to Hogsmeade. The first place the trio went was Honeydukes, because Ron insisted. Once they paid for the sweets, they went outside and headed for the Three Broomsticks. Malfoy stopped them just outside the door.
"Go away Malfoy. No one is in the mood to listen to you right now." Hermione said as she glared at Malfoy.
"Granger, I'd be careful of how you speak to me. Just wanted to give you this." Malfoy handed them a page from the Daily Prophet and walked away, smirking.
Harry watched Malfoy walk down the street, than followed Ron and Hermione into the pub.
"I'll order, you guys go find a table." Ron said as he went to the bar. Harry nodded, followed Hermione to a table near the back and sat down. They spread the paper out and waited for Ron to come over with the drinks.
"So, what does Malfoy find so interesting?" Said Ron as he sat down with three tankards of butterbeer.
"Dunno yet. We were waiting for you." Harry muttered, than took a sip out of his tankard.
They moved in close so they could all read at the same time. The article read:
Witches and wizards be on alert. Druids have declared war!
Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge released a statement to the Prophet yesterday concerning recent events at Hogwarts and elsewhere around Britain. He has confirmed that two students are missing from Hogwarts and several attacks on MLE wizards are the result of two Druid Clans going to war. Professor Dumbledore refused to speak to us, give the names of, or tell us how the students are connected to the war. Minister Fudge was not available for interviews, according to his assistant. We at the Prophet as well as the Ministry urges the magical community to be on guard. Our sources tell us that the Druid Clans maybe attacking more wizards and witches in the near future as well as bring their war into the open, risking exposure of all of us to the muggles. We will keep you informed as more details come to us.
Harry read the article several times before he looked up at Ron and Hermione, who both looked rather pale.
"War? Why are they going to war?"
Ron shrugged.
"Probably because Cat and Alex are missing."
Hermione shook her head.
"That can't be the only reason...can it?"
Harry shifted uncomfortably in his seat and looked at Ron who shrugged. Harry sighed.
"It's the main reason Hermione. Both Alex and Cat are very important to those Druid Clans. Professor Lupin explained it to us a little bit. Long story short.... they are both very powerful without even knowing it."
Ron nodded.
"It's a good bet that whoever took them knows exactly what they can do. They wanted this to happen."
She sat there in a mild state of shock.
"But they are both witches. Why would ...unless...unless they can tap into BOTH magical plains. Which would make them powerful and explain the odd glowing of their jewelry. But who would want to take them?"
Both boys shrugged.
"Only one who would know that is Dumbledore. And I doubt he'd tell us anything."
They finished their butterbeers and left the pub. It had started to snow again, so they headed back to the castle.
