Golden Stars

Chapter Nineteen: We Make a Plan!

Sophie Foster POV:

"Vladimir Marvenlore?"

I had no idea what to comprehend from this situation.

Diana's last name was Marvenlore too.... So does that mean this Vladimir guy is related to Diana Marvenlore somehow?

"Guys," said Keefe. "This is insane!"

"That means Diana and Vladimir are related somehow," said Hermione. "But do we know if this Diana, and the other Diana are the same person?"

"I don't think so," said Fitz. "Diana Marvenlore's notebook looked like it was from years of advanced magic, and the other Diana looks only fourteen,"

"Yeah," agreed Harry. "But I think we should leave all the discussion for tomorrow. It's pretty late, and some of the teachers are beginning to wonder what we're doing,"

"Okay," I said. "I can meet you all tomorrow then maybe a meeting during lunch, in the courtyard?"

"Sure," said Keefe. "But don't worry. I'll get the food,"

"How, exactly, will you do that?" asked Tam.

Keefe grinned. "You'll see,"

* * *

We all were soon in our common rooms.

Well, assuming that nobody took any detours or anything.

Before we left, we had entrusted The Master Oracle, to Hermione to keep safe. We didn't want her to lose it like how Harry lost the Stone of the Oracle to Diana's hands.

It was not that I blamed him, but he just should have kept it more safe.

I sighed as I fell into bed, exhausted, and looked out the window to be greeted by stars. And in the moonlight, and the way I was angled towards the old, tinted window, the stars shone gold.

Golden stars. I thought, as I slowly drifted off to sleep. Sounds like something that is purely magical.

* * *

The next day, nothing abnormal really happened. Which was worrying, because of all the commotion that has happened in the past few days. It was just whisperings about the attacks and repairs, Professor Dumbledore's sudden leave (Which we still don't know anything about), all of that.

But we all knew that we would need to meet during lunch, when nobody would notice us planning to do dangerous things, as usual.

But the day moved slowly, as we traveled from class to class, hearing all the rumors, ignoring all the staring and questions, all of that.

Until lunch.

When the bell rang, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I took a detour away from the other students, and were heading to our usual meeting place, the courtyard.

"Okay," said Harry as we were about to arrive. "Let's go now,"

"Do any of you have an idea of what we're going to tell everyone?" asked Hermione.

"Not a clue," said Ron. "We all just have a load of information,"

"Right," I said.

And then we were in the courtyard.

It looked like all of our friends (except Linh) were already there, but I noticed something different this time.

"Glimmer," I said, as we approached them. "You're back,"