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Part of some chapters coming up are going to be Brooke's point of view, third person-ish.

I headed down to the Great Hall with my friends, minus Destructra, for breakfast. Dessie was exhausted from her trip and was shivering violently in her sleep, so we let her be.

I was walking slightly behind the others, so Brooke fell into step beside me.

"What's up?" she asked, sensing my aura of unease.

"It's Dessie, I'm worried about her. When she got back last night, she had to be escorted up here by Narcissa Malfoy-"

"Felicity's grandmum," Brooke put in with a scowl.

"Yes, exactly. Why would she bring Dessie up, of all people.

"GRANDMUM."

" It doesn't make sense. And did you notice what she was holding?"

"No, I don't watch my friends when they sleep."

I stuck my tongue out at Brooke. "I wasn't watching her, I noticed that her hand was holding a balled up sheet of paper really tight."

"You noticed because you were watching her-"

"Not the point!" I had yelled so loudly that even the practically deaf Pearl heard me. They all turned around and stared as we stood outside the door that separated us from breakfast.

I grumbled and pushed past them, into the hall.

I didn't see Dessie until lunchtime. She was early, mushing her spoon around in some pea soup, and she didn't notice me until I walked up. When she saw me, she hurriedly stuffed a paper that was lying on the table into her pocket, and glanced quickly over at the Slytherin table.

"Dessie, not to pry or anything, but what's a Horcr?"
"A-a-a, wh…what?"

"I say the letters "horcr" on our paper, and my name. I just wondered –"

"Nothing!" she said loudly and continued, "I have to get to, uh, charms, seeya, Lily!"

I stared after her as she ran out of the hall, and vowed that I would find out what was bothering her, and why my name was in front of those particularly familiar letters on Dessie's paper. "Lily" ...something... "Horcr." Why couldn't I have seen more?

That night, when everyone else was asleep, I crept over to Dessie's bed. To my shock and surprise, it was empty. Brooke stirred in the corner of my eye, and I spun around as she sat up.

"Wasudoin', Lils?"

"Erm, nothing. Have you, uhm, seen Dessie tonight?"

Brooke rubbed sleep out of her eyes. "I think I saw her in the common room when I came up. Why do you ask?"

I contemplated whether to tell her the truth of what I suspected, and then shook my head. "I'm just worried about her. Do you want to come with me to find her?"

Brooke's eyes lit up. She was always willing to break the rules. "Sure!"

I grinned, but when we walked downstairs, no one was there.

"Just a minute, Brooke," I said, and ran upstairs. I walked over to my bed, thankful that no one else had woken up, and pulled a silvery, sleek fabric that shimmered slightly in the moonlight out of my trunk. No one would see us tonight.

It's the invisibility cloak if you couldn't figure that out. Just so you know, I am aware that I said soccer instead of football on accident in the other chapter, but look, I'm just an ignorant American from the south, so all y'all had best deal with it, ya hear? :)