A/N: So the amount of favs and follows I got blew my mind. My phone was going off all afternoon/evening, so thank you for that. I'm writing the second chapter tonight, but I may not finish it tonight cause it's super late, so if my writing seems like jajakakfnrkslslsloo for half the chapter, then suddenly turns into a damn William Shakespeare thing, I'm so sorry. XD!

Chapter 1: Missing

There was something about being frantically woken up at the crack of dawn that Harry didn't like so much. He flipped over, cracking one eye open and staring at the one and only Ron Weasley as he tried to figure out what exactly he was trying to tell him.

"-is missing! They left a note and everything! How are you still sleeping through this mate?"

"Again Ron. It's way too early in the morning for me to figure out whatever it is you're trying to-"

"Seamus is missing!" Ron repeated, letting out a sigh of relief when at last this information seemed to sink in.

"What do you mean 'missing?'" Harry asked, already leaping out of bed and making his way across the room, where Seamus's bed was.

"Dean was up early this morning, and found a note in Seamus's bed basically saying he'd been expelled from Hogwarts. But all his stuff is still here!" Ron exclaimed incredulously.

"Wait...are we going to talk about why Dean, who's all the way on the other side of the room, was anywhere near Seamus's bed?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Th-that's not important!" Dean snapped from his place next to Seamus's bed. "Just read the note, will you? It's the oddest thing," he handed Harry the note, and the raven-haired teen quickly began to speed-read, frowning at the excruciatingly random, out-of-the-blue way it seemed to have been written.

"But it doesn't make sense! They expelled him yet his stuff's still here? And...why? Why would they expel Seamus of all people? If anything, you'd think Umbridge would want to expel me," Harry sighed, shaking his head. "Right. Where should we start looking first?"

"Looking?" Ron asked, looking more than a bit confused.

"Oh yeah Weasley! We're totally just going to abandon him and leave him in Umbridge's claws!" Dean nearly screamed at the redhead.

"He didn't mean it like that," Harry assured Dean, putting an arm between the two to keep Dean from killing his best mate. "I'm going to go talk to Severus about all of this. He might know something."

"Oh yeah, because the dungeon bat is really gonna be a big help!" Ron grumbled, causing Harry to glower at him.

"He's not as bad as you think, Ron. Now are you coming or not?" Harry asked, already making his way out of the Dormitory.

"Definitely not!" Ron called back. "But you enjoy yourself!"

"Will do!" Harry replied, hurrying down the stairs and out of the Common Room.

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He was working tirelessly. But then, these days, Severus was always working tirelessly. Potions were things that required his patience, much like his life as a double agent; something which he never quite liked thinking about too often.

Severus pushed oily hair out of his eyes, glancing up when there was an almost frantic knock on his door. "Come in," he called in his usual waspish voice.

"Severus!" Harry called, practically bursting into the room.

"Mister Potter?" Severus replied. He was still getting used to this whole 'first name basis' thing. It was Harry Potter after all. The very boy he was supposed to hate with a passion, and yet, never quite could.

He shook these thoughts out of his head, deciding to ponder on them later, and tuning back into Harry's words just as he exclaimed, "Seamus Finnigan's gone missing!"

A/N: So this may have been shorter than I originally intended, but I do have the tendency to leave things off at cliffhangers. I'll be sure to do an update tomorrow though!