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─── Y/N POV ───
After all my classes ended for the day, I wandered into the courtyard, tucking away all of my books into my bag. My gaze landed on a girl sitting on one of the benches, her silvery-blonde hair catching my eye. She was seated with a thick book, completely absorbed in its pages. It took me a moment to recognize her.
"Luna?" I called hesitantly as I approached.
The girl looked up, her wide blue eyes bright with surprise and recognition. A dreamy smile spread across her face. "Oh, hello, y/n. It's been ages, hasn't it?"
"Years," I said, smiling back. "How have you been? I didn't realize you'd started at Hogwarts this year."
The girl nodded, closing her book carefully. "I'm a first-year now, Ravenclaw."
"That's wonderful! What are you reading about?"
Luna held up the book, her fingers brushing the cover.
"The Basilisk," she replied. "It's a creature nearly fifty feet long, with piercing hawk-yellow eyes. Its stare is so deadly it can kill anyone who meets its gaze."
Widening my eyes, I replied, "Really? Let me see."
After Luna handed me the book, I immediately scanned the pages to find a picture of the creature. Once my eyes landed on the image, I let out a gasp in disbelief, "Is it...is it some sort of snake?"
"Yes," replied Luna.
"Mind if I take this?" I ask, pointing to the page on the Basilisk.
"Of course," Luna said, gently tearing out the sheet with precision. She handed it to me without hesitation, as though she knew this discovery was important.
"Thanks, Luna," I said, clutching the paper tightly. "Its so good to see you. Let's catch up later, okay?"
"Okay," the girl replied with a sweet smile.
Without another word, I dashed away from the courtyard, weaving through the groups of students heading to dinner. This might be the clue we needed — the key to solving the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets and why Filch's cat had been petrified.
Finally, I found the trio tucked into a corner of the library. They were huddled together, whispering over a stack of large books. Without thinking, I raced toward them, waving the sheet in the air.
