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It's been an hour since Lily left the common room, and I have to admit I was getting a little anxious. I was pacing restlessly around the room, when Lily walked in looking abashed. Relieved to see her, I went up to her to ask he if she was all right, but she nudged my away, saying she was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. I asked her what Dumbledore had told her, she just shrugged and said there was nothing he said we hadn't arleady figured out. Then she went to her dormitory.

I stood there for a while, puzzled, wondering what had put her in such a state. I guess I'll ask her again tomorrow, she might be in a better mood, I thought.

I sat down again on a chair, took out my half finished potions essay, and started writing.

Yes, I know, potion essay writing isn't the most interesting but that's litterally what I did. Typical me. My best friend's acting wierd, and I'm doing my homework.