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Harriet was almost to the point of panicking as she paced up and down the hallway trying to think of where Luna may have gone or why she hadn't said anything to anyone. She almost felt like she may be overreacting when her foot kicked something and shot down the hallway. Harriet chased after it to see what kicked. What she saw made her heart drop. She picked up the wand she had immediately recognized as that belonging to her girlfriend. She couldn't fathom Luna going anywhere without her wand. She always had it tucked cutely behind her ear. That only left something happening to her but what? It wasn't exactly easy to get into Hogwarts and cause trouble. Harriet rushed off to find the Headmistress and inform her of her findings.
Luna awoke in almost total darkness and had no idea where she was. The last thing she remembered was walking down the hallway to meet Harriet. She let her eyes adjust to the almost darkness before looking around at her new surroundings. For some reason she was in a cell in what she assumed was an old run down part of the castle but she'd never actually been to this part before. She had no idea where she was or how she got there. She knew the chances were slim but she tried the cell door anyway and found it locked. She reached for her wand but found it missing. She assumed that whoever had placed her in here had taken it as well. She wasn't sure how she was going to get out of the cell when she saw a slight glow from her bag. She smiled because obviously her captor had no knowledge of her two-way notebook. In fact the only other person that knew about it for sure was on the receiving end of the other notebook, her girlfriend, Harriet Potter. The Girl Who Lived. The One Who Had Slain Lord Voldemort. She opened the notebook and could barely make out what it said. She tried scooting as close as she could to the light source in order to make out the words on the page. She smiled as she read them before digging in her bag to fetch out a quill and scribbling her response.
Good morning Harriet Potter, at least I think its morning. It's hard to tell really. I seem to have found myself in a cell somehow and I'm not entirely sure where I am. Any chance I could get you to come let me out? I would do it myself but it seems my wand is missing. I think whoever put me in here must have taken it.
She closed that book and set about waiting for her knight in shining armor….or a Gryffindor outfit as the case may be.
Harriet found Headmistress McGonagall just leaving the great hall as she approached. "Excuse me Headmistress. Can I have a word?" The headmistress turned to the student addressing her and noticed the look of worry and concern on her face. The headmistress worried herself because it was not very often that Harriet Potter looked this concerned. In fact she didn't know that she had ever seen her this worried before. "What's the matter Potter?"
"It's Luna, headmistress. She's missing or something has happened to her. I found her wand in a hallway upstairs. I think it had rolled under a statue or something and I kicked it while pacing," she said starting to panic as she showed the Headmistress Luna's wand she had found.
"Alright. Let's not panic. Let's head to my office and we can try to get this figured out," she said looking slightly worried herself.
As they entered the office of the Headmistress, the eyes of all the former headmasters were upon them, including those of the beloved Albus Dumbledore. "Alright Potter, now start from the beginning and tell me everything that has happened." Harriet sat her bag down on the desk and recounted the tales of her morning on how she hadn't heard from Luna and nobody had seen her. She told of how Luna had apparently left before everyone else had woken up this morning according to both her roommates and the knocker. She told of how she scoured the hallways, rummaging through classrooms, looking for her until she accidently kicked the wand belonging to her girlfriend. The Headmistress quietly took it all in and stood there thinking for a moment as she noticed a glow from Harriet's bag out of the corner of her eye. Harriet hadn't noticed it yet due to her current highly emotional state. "Um….Ms. Potter. You're bag…it's..er..it's glowing," she said confused as to why a student's bag would be glowing. Harriet looked confused for a moment before her eyes widened as she hastily reached for her bag. She pulled out the two-way notebook and opened it. Professor McGonagall watched her face pale as she sat down. She handed the notebook to the headmistress, who read the words and slowly sat down in her own chair. "Good heavens…and you're sure this is from her?" Harriet nodded before trying to shake herself out of the emotional state. She grabbed a quill from her bag and quickly wrote a response before shutting the notebook and shoving it back in her bag. She threw her bag over her shoulder before turning to leave.
The Headmistress stood up quickly. "Where are you going Potter?" Harriet turned around quickly. "To find my girlfriend. She's somewhere in the dungeons. Where are the oldest dungeons at Hogwarts? The ones that haven't been used in years. I guarantee that is where she is. Whoever did this would want to put her somewhere where they thought we wouldn't look." "Follow me," the headmistress said as she hurried by Harriet and out of the office. Harriet was quickly in tow with her wand in hand.
Down in the dungeons, the faint light from the notebook seemed even brighter in the dusk lighting. Luna opened the book and what she read made her smile.
I've got your wand. I'm coming to get you. I won't stop until I find you.