SuperPotterLock - The Order of the Phoenix

Luna Lovegood

Dean woke up early in the morning, quickly followed by Sam who was eager as ever to get back to school. They were both downstairs, trunks ready to go, eating breakfast by the time everyone else began to awaken, and listening in amusement as Mrs Weasley shouted at everyone to get up, waking Mrs Black in the process.

Fred and George bewitched their trunks to fly down the stairs, but knocking Ginny down at the same time. Harry hastily put Hedwig into her cage, and Hermione struggled to shove a squirming Crookshanks into his basket.

Nobody bothered to close the curtains over Mrs Black, despite her screaming. The noise in the hall was bound to rouse her again anyway.

Once they were done with their breakfast, Sam and Dean waited by the front door, watching all the rushing around. Sirius transformed himself into a huge black dog right at the last minute to accompany them to King's Cross, so Mrs Weasley wouldn't have time to argue.

'Leave your luggage,' she shouted over everyone. 'Alastor will sort it out, now let's go!'

At last, they left the house, following Mrs Weasley.

John took a deep breath of the fresh air. 'I'm never going back in that house,' he muttered to Sherlock.

'As you wish,' Sherlock chuckled.

They met up with Tonks a few streets away, disguised as an old woman wearing a pork-pie hat. Dean followed close behind, determined to get to King's Cross as quickly as possible; the only thing slowing him down was not knowing the way.

It took them twenty minutes to reach the station, but they had to wait for a little longer, until Mad-Eye appeared, pushing their luggage on a trolley.

They quickly unloaded their trunks, and made their way to the barrier between the platforms.

Dean went first, impatiently waiting for the right moment to slip through to platform nine and three-quarters. He stepped through, into the crowd of students and their parents milling around on the platform. He didn't wait for Sam, they would just catch up on the train, he told himself, and pushed through the crowds. Craning his neck, and standing on his toes, Dean looked around for Cas. 'He's gotta be here somewhere,' he muttered. Then, he saw a slight gap in the crowd, then Cas's messy hair, and his coat hanging from his shoulders. Dean grinned and hurried over.

'Hey, Cas!' he shouted. 'Where've you been, man? We were all worried about you.'

Cas turned around, and Dean gasped. Whatever weight he'd gained over the last year had completely melted away. Everything about him was sharp and uncomfortable. His cheekbones stuck out, he was pale and sickly looking, and he stared at Dean with dead eyes, sunken into deep purple shadows. There was a blue and bronze badge pinned to the front of his baggy robes, but that wasn't what caught Dean's eye. As Cas turned, his collar shifted to reveal bruises on his neck that were suspiciously finger shaped.

'Oh God, Cas,' Dean breathed. 'What the hell is that?' He reached out a hand, but Cas stepped backwards.

Cas raised his wand and healed the bruises, and before Dean could stop him, he disappeared into the crowd.

'Wait!' Dean shouted. He tried to follow, but there were too many people in the way, and he lost sight of Cas.

Then Sam pushed his way through and grabbed Dean's arm. 'Did you find him?'

'Yeah, but...' Dean trailed off, momentarily shocked out of words. 'That's it, we're going straight to Dumbledore the second we get back to Hogwarts. He should have done something about this weeks ago.'