Voices. Dreams. Bone Readings.

Everything had been so confusing for the past few months and it kept getting progressively worse. On top of that, Charlotte had been disappearing more and more and he had a feeling she had high tailed it off to the Forbidden Forest again, to leave her newborn kids there or something.

Isn't that what tarantulas did every now and then?

He really did not want to break any rules but you couldn't break a rule if you tip-toed around it, could you?

So Declan did just that...he was tip-toeing--with his big lanky body by the light of his wand, scouring the ground for a familiar shaped body.

"Charlotte?!" He called out loudly to a lump, and rushed towards it only to realize it was just a lumpy rock. "Oh. Not Charlotte."

As he glanced up he saw a familiar lurking around the Forbidden Forest. He thought to hide for a split second before realizing the figure wasn't moving in a threatening way, plus, he was pretty good at sensing danger--he thought--and he didn't think he was in any at the moment.

"Did you lose something too?" He asked her, wand held tightly in his hand.