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It only took Allie about a half a second to realize why Astrid seemed so sad. She didn't want to say anything to give it away to Anna, though, because it was quite obvious Astrid hadn't talked to Anna about it. She gave her a quick hug, to let her know that everythign would be all right, and they would talk later.
SHe turned to Anna, to look at that book.
"Self-Destruct in three hours? Why?" she said. "If we need it, woldn't it be helpfull not to blow it up? I guess we better hurry up then! If its already been thirty minutes that means we only have like....two and a half hours left."
Cale rolled his eyes. "The Slytherins don't trust us one bit...in fact, we left because we were being ganged up on and basically attacked by all of them, even Will, who I thought was alright," he explained. "They were gonna turn on us, so I figure...why not get them back at their own game? If they're gonna play with fire--well, they're gonna get burned. Bad," he told her with a grin.
"Anyways, they're going to send a letter to the Minister, so we have to read these letters, take notes, and find something FAST," he added, grabbing the last two letters in the bunch. "We're gonna go straight to the Headmistress and warn her about the Slytherins intentions so they can be stopped. And, in the meantime, we try and find more people to help us. Perferably people from other houses--I have a feeling we need more house unity whosy whatsit like last term, so we need to recruit more Ravenclaws, Slytherins, and Hufflepuffs. Watch those Slytherins, though...pick someone we KNOW we can count on, like...Reese! She'd be good!" he suggested, turning to Anna to see what she thought of this. "Also, it might be best to avoid untrustworthy Slytherins for the time being...they're not going to get very far if they're Gryffindorless!"
As he had been speaking, his hands had been moving wildly in the air as always and a small scrap of paper fell out of his stack. Snatching it up, Cale examined it and immediately took note of how it was on different parchment than the rest of the letters.
"Hey, what do you make of this?" he asked, passing the note and the letter it had fallen out of onto the table for the rest of them to see.