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Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
This was not good. This was not good at all.
Lucas headed down to the Duelling Arena, a piece of parchment scrunched up in his hand and a terrified look on his face. Whatever the announcement was, whatever the reason they were being called down here for, it had to be serious. Nothing about it sounded good, and after the announcement from last term, he wasn't holding out much hope either.
Heading into the room, he first glanced at Headmaster Trent, who was...... pacing. Yeaaaaaaah, that wasn't a good sign either. Should he say hi? Hello? Ask what's wrong? Probably not. This was a moment he knew he should definitely keep quiet.
He tore his eyes away from the man and instead, started walking around and trying to find a familiar face. Or, well, the face he usually looked for when he was in trouble or uncomfortable or anything. Was Emma here? Was she around? She always knew what to do and say during a time like this. And he felt like he needed her right now, especially given....... yeah.
When he couldn't find her, Lucas just..... stopped. Here. At an empty spot. There, he unfurled the piece of parchment in his hands and just..... stared at it. It was one of the posters of Tad that someone - he was going to assume one of his siblings? - had put up. Missing. Tad was missing! A deep uncomfortable feeling started to settle in the pits of his stomach and he was starting to find it difficult to breathe again. But this time, it wasn't because of how crowded the room was - which would still make him uncomfortable if he was paying any attention to it - or because being stuck indoors was finally getting to him. This time, it was because of what this poster might be saying about his friend.
Scrunching it back up again, the Gryffindor looked right ahead, trying and failing not to show how much he was panicking inside.
This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.
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