Lady Celestial Stars wonderful story

Part 165

: A Horrible LossChapter Text

The next day, the weather seemed to take a bitter turn. The sky pelted the school with harsh flakes of snow at an alarming speed and the wind bit and stung at any exposed skin. The lake, that had some open water in parts, was now a thick sheet of ice.

Inside however, there were fires lit all throughout the castle and no more so than in the dorms themselves and the Great Hall. Every fireplace in the hall were lit and crackling merrily emitting warmth and promoting a chance for the students to walk over and toast various food and treats over the flames.

Hermione and Tempest had returned to the Great Hall for the next day of reading, but before she could even sit down, Hermione was whisked away by both Madam Pomfrey and Dr. Nicodemus. Who did not get a chance to see her the night prior.

"Not that I don't trust you Tempest dear...but...I would rather be cautious and not completely ignore what you do for a living." said Dr. Nicodemus curtly.

"We only discussed a few things about species sensitivity." said Tempest with a roll of her eyes. "In fact, it was quite a cordial conversation."

"You're not the one of the more ruthless Jailers at Hell's Garden because you are stingy with your keys, my dear." said Dr. Nicodemus absently.

Harry however was not free to go over and toast anything, or even talk to Hermione once she got back. He was currently buried beneath a mountain of blankets.

"I can't move..." said Harry.

"Just relax, maybe sleep today." said Sirius.

"I think I'd like that, but I'm not able to just fall asleep at the drop of a hat." said Harry.

Officer McFinn looked between Dumbledore and Harry and sighed. "Alright, we start today at Chapter Thirty-five" said Officer McFinn.

"Oh...no..." said one of the Unspeakables.

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Mrs. Weasley gripped her husband's arm, whimpering loudly.

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"I can guess who the hell that is." muttered Sirius.

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Sirius wrapped an arm around Harry's chest and pulled him closer to himself. "I might need a Calming Draught myself if I have to hear her talk anymore."

"Who?" asked Ron.

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Sirius held out his hand towards the Dumbledore. "Hit me."

The Headmaster placed in his hand two phials, and gave a slight nod in Harry's direction.

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Moody's hands were clenching and unclenching. Why had none of the Order been sent to the school after Dumbledore left? They were down the equivalent of three wizards after he left and even after McGonagall left they were down to only one...that's not enough in case the Dark Lord posted an attack on the school. Granted, his gaze was fixed elsewhere, but if he had subtly stormed the castle, it wouldn't have taken much for him to get a hold of Potter. Who's to say that Snape would warn them in time?