Freaks: Year Two

DON'T TOUCH MY OWL!!!

Jasper was surprised that Harry wasn't in the dormitory as it was well past curfew now.

He was going to tell Harry about his run in and ice cream with the Slytherin as well as explain there were actually nice Americans, and how he had talked to Meg about it in detail and how kind she was, but he wasn't here. Jasper didn't think too much about it. Harry had been upset about the Americans that he probably was spending his time in the library now and Jasper knew he would come back if he wanted to talk about it.

But when it reached ten o'clock and Harry still wasn't back yet, Jasper was worried. He quickly ran to the library, getting snapped at by Filch for it, but Harry was not there either and that and the dorm were the only two places he would have been at this hour.

So where was he?

In a small town in Ireland, Fiona was on her roof, stargazing.

Her brother was in his room writing back to one of the Hufflepuff boys and her mum was with their aunt preparing for the funeral. It had taken longer than expected to get ready as their mother was having a hard time with things and with that, they needed to take precautions so no deatheaters showed up.

She sighed and looked up to the stars.

She wondered if things would ever get better.

There was a hoot and she looked over, surprised to see Hoo there but as soon as she saw him, she gave a tiny smile. She took the envelope just when another owl landed beside Hoo. She looked confused but took the other envelope and she looked at the two.

One was from Alabaster and the other was from Jordan.

She tore open the on from Alabaster first as Hoo had gotten here before the other owl. In the envelope dropped a paper and she looked to see one still inside it. She picked up the piece of paper and a little note that had fallen.

This is Jordan writing but Alabaster said I was apparently better with putting our thoughts behind this better. Please look at the sketch first. Alabaster drew it but I don't have to tell you that, do I? You know I would rather paint.

Fiona looked at the sketch and saw that it was a drawing of a type of flower. She looked back down at the note.

In case you don't know what the flower is. It is a fire lily. These flowers represent passion and intensity and the colour always reminded me of fire, hence the name. We chose this because we think you are one of the most passionate people we have ever met and you have a beautiful personality. They also represent love and I hope that even during this terrible time, you still feel very loved.

We both hope you and your family are doing alright. Write back when you can. We both miss you so much.

Love Jordan and Alabaster

Fiona smiled at the note, slowly taking out the actual letters from the both of them but first she looked up at the sky.

She wondered if her dad was in the stars now. Watching her, protecting her and her brother and their mum.

A star twinkled.

Jasper was still searching for Harry.

He didn't care if it was well past curfew, he was not going to stop until he found his friend. He didn't want to be worried as Harry had only gone to the library but why wouldn't he have gone back to the common room? It was not like him at all.

He needed to find a professor. They needed to know a student was missing. He wouldn't get in trouble for reporting a missing student, if he did, he would lose faith in the school system.