OMG! A CHAPTER!!

...sorry. Really, I am. I'm really sorry. Please don't kill me. I know this isn't really long enough, but please accept it for the moment? Please?


"Hey, Harry," Ron said as they went to bed that night. "Where's the invisibility cloak?"

Harry blinked. "I dunno. Around, I 'spose. Why?"

"Well, we could use it to sneak around, y'know? After curfew? Maybe take a look in the Restricted section of the library, there's got to be good stuff there."

"I'm tired, Ron," Harry said. "I'm going to bed."

"All right, then!" Ron said angrily. "Fine. Just tell me where it is."

Harry frowned, trying to concentrate. "I dunno."

"How can you not know? It's the invisibility cloak, Harry!"

"G'night, Ron," said Harry, yawning, and promptly went to sleep.

Ron frowned. Something wasn't right.


Hermione waited until she was sure all the other girls were asleep. Then, carefully, she unrolled the map on her bed. Wincing, she touched the tip of her wand to the parchment and hissed through her teeth, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Using this... item went against all her beliefs. Part of her wanted to turn it in right then. But she really had to find Artemis.

He wasn't hard to find. He was in the library. "Why hasn't someone seen him?" she wondered to herself. "You're not supposed to skip class, it's truancy or something!"

She'd considered informing Professor Mcgonagal that her best student had vanished, but there must have been a reason why none of the teachers had noticed yet, and besides, doing that would get Artemis in trouble with Professor Snape. She had to try to find him herself first.

The trouble was, if she was caught out of her dormitory after curfew, Artemis would be the least of her problems.

Okay. She could do this. Deep breaths.

She rolled up the map and cautiously tiptoed down the stairs.

When she opened it again, he was no longer in the Library, but on the move through the corridors.

Merlin's Beard.

She steeled her resolve, and continued.


"Ah, Mr. Fowl."

Artemis turned around slowly. Albus Dumbledore twinkled, in a strangely sinister way.

"I wondered when you would discover the Mirror of Erised."