"What?" Harry exclaimed, running out of his bed. Ron was right behind him. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but I found this note on her pillow!" said Andrea, holding out the note she had found on her pillow. Ron took it and read it.

"I have the filthy Mudblood, HA HA, signed, Voldemort." Read Harry. "Do you think he really wrote this?"

"It appears too… insipid, I say, for Voldemort," enthused Andea. "Could it not quite possibly be a Slytherin's hijinx?"

"I don't know, but we'd better find out!" said Harry excitedly.

"Come on, let's go to Dumbledore, he'll know what to do." Andrea said.

"Okay, but first we have to wake up Ron. I'll go do that; meanwhile, you'd better be on your way to his office. Ron and I will catch up with you later." Andrea agreed, and went off.

Five minutes later, she arrived at Dumbledore's office with Harry and Ron right behind her. Saying the password, 'lemondrop', they pounded up the stairs into the main office area. From there, they used an intercom (or whatever it is wizards use) to contact Dumbledore.

"Yes, what is it?" his voice crackled over the airwaves.

"Dumbledore, Hermione has gone missing! And we have evidence that she has been taken by Voldemort!" Harry exclaimed.

"All right." The headmaster said, his voice all business. "I'll be right down. Y'all can sit in some of the chairs by the fire while you wait." Harry, Ron, and Andrea did so.

Within a minute, Dumbledore was down. "All right, now what seems to be the problem?"

"Hermione is missing!" said Crow. "And Andrea found this note at the scene of the crime! … Ron, give her the note." Ron had been staring at the note in shock this entire time, and had not even realized that Dumbledore had come into the room. Wordlessly, he handed the note to Harry.

Dumbledore read it over, his brow furrowed. "This is very serious." He said finally.

"Do you think Voldemort really wrote it?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"I don't know," said Dumbledore, still furrowed. "It doesn't really seem his style, and yet, we really shouldn't ignore the possibility. I mean, a student has been kidnapped!"

"True." Said Harry. "But what if it was just a Slytherin?"
"I'm not sure," Dumbledore repeated. "I'll have to check with the other teachers on this, particularly the heads of houses. And I'd like it if all of you helped me on this one."

"Of course." Andrea agreed immediately. Crow, Harry and Ron nodded their ascent.

"Good." Dumbledore smiled. "Now, I don't want any of you to worry. She'll be found safe and sound, and it'll be all because of you three." He smiled at them. "Particularly you, Andrea, for you were the one to find the note. I'm sure Hermione will be forever grateful."

Andrea grinned. I wish I could tell my old principle about this! She thought. She thought I was stupid just because I was dyslexic- wait till she finds out how wrong she and her stupid prejudices were!

"All right," said Dumbledore, breaking into her thoughts: "We don't have much time to find Hermione. I suggest the three of you start sleuthing, and I'll talk to the steachers. And remember: if you find any evidence of anything at all, don't hesitate to come tell me. It could be the difference between your friend's life and death." Andrea, Crow, Harry, and Ron nooded.

"Good. Be off then." Said Dumbledore. "It's almost morning. Did you all get enough sleep?" the students nodded.

"Good. All right then, you can start your searching in between classes today."

"Yes, sir!" said Andrea, grinning. She couldn't believe this! It was going to be great! They were going to save a friend.