#21 Familiar Actions

Oscar was silently nibbling on a very yummy pastry as he wandered the halls, looking for a quiet place to once again read his secret note. All while he wondered why he was doing this to himself.

He'd had nightmares about creepy little dolls last night, and if it had not been for a very speedy letter and reply from home, he would have been a lot more stressed that morning than he was.

As it was, the reassurance that his grandparents were definitely okay, and that his stumbling his way through ancient magic had not led to their harm, went a long way for making him willing to go back to the mirror room for round two.

He was still scared of course, but there was no helping that. He just had to keep telling himself that he was doing it for Hogwarts. If he could keep reminding himself of that then maybe he could force his way through whatever awaited.

Oscar ducked into the first empty classroom that he could find and, once he was safely away from the crowds of the hall, pulled out his slightly crinkled note to once again read it.