Hermione thinks I should just let this go, but I can't. I mean, my best mate up and leavs me without so much as a note, and on Christmas Eve, no less. I mean he knew Mum and Dad were stoping by before going on to Romania, but he had to go off with that git.
Hermie and I didn't even know he was gone until the next morning when Dumbledore came up to the Tower and asked us if we'd seen him. He got a really weird look in his eyes like he won a million galleons, but when Hermie and I got to breakfast, Dumbledore looked madder than I've ever seen. Everyone was tense, like we could all feel that something was off.
Later, Hermie asked me if I noticed that the git wasn't at breakfast or lunch or dinner. My beloved potions professor would never miss a Christmas feast because I'm pretty sure Dumbles would kick his ass for it. Besides, not even he could pass up that ham. Damn.
I just wish we knew what was going on.