Lets just jump into the chapter. I'm sorry I never post anything… blah blah blah…

This chapter goes to Joanne Rowling (again) because she is WRITING ANOTHER BOOK!

Previously-

They already know how to get into her dreams, so why not do that? I sighed. When will this nightmare be over?

Hermione's POV

I couldn't sleep. How could I? Luna is in the castle. We need to plan. How can anyone sleep right now?

"Parvati?" I whispered. "Are you up?"

"Yeah," she said. "Are you alright? I could hear you tossing and turning."

I sighed. "I can't stop thinking about Luna. She's in the castle, in a hidden room. But the only hidden room is-" I stopped myself. A hidden room, I thought. "The Chamber of Secrets!"

"The Chamber of what?"

"The Chamber of Secrets! Remember in our 2nd year when Harry saved Ginny's life?"

"Um, yeah. I thought he saved her in the Room of Requirement!"

"No! It was the Chamber. Only Parselmouths can get in!"

"Parselmouths?"

"Forget it. Where's Harry?"

"Where do you think he is?"

"Right. Right. Sorry. I'm just- oh, where are my slippers?" I struggled to keep it together. There might still be hope.

1 hour later

"Brilliant! Where did you think of this?" asked Harry.

"I was just talking to Parvati and that's what I thought of!"

"So… are we going tonight or tomorrow?" asked Ron. "I mean, I love Luna, but I'm exhausted…"

"Ronald Weasley!" I argued. "Luna is in DANGER!"

"Well, Ron does have a point. It's what; 2 AM? We already woke up the DA once-"

"Well, maybe we will in the morning. But that's way too long! We know where Luna is!"

"We can't go tonight," replied Harry.

"Why not?"

"Because… because my Invisibility Cloak is gone."

"What?" said Ron. "You never told me that!"

"Harry! How can you lose that? It's so important! How can you lose it?" I tried not to yell. It's 2 AM, for Merlin's sake.

"I left it under my pillow before Herbology; then when I came back after lunch it was gone! It's not my fault!"

"We can talk about this in at breakfast. I'm exhausted. GOODNIGHT."

As Ron stormed off to the dormitory, I looked at Harry. "Something's up with this year. And I think I know what it's about."

I walked back up to the girls dormitory. Melissa, I thought. Why?

That night, I had one of the worst dreams of my life.

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