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Dean Thomas (artisgratia) wrote in pandorarpg,

Dean stared at Parvati in stunned and unpleasant shock. He hadn't really been reading the journals; between having visitors, having check-ins, check-ups, therapy, and having Seamus there all the time, he hadn't much had the time or desire. He wondered now if that's how he'd missed knowing one of his friends had gone missing. Chagrined at being so out of the loop, Dean forced himself to calm down. Parvati said Hermione was here, at Mungo's, which meant she was alive. But he couldn't help thinking, wondering what had happened and what condition she was in.

"What happened? Did...did that witch take her? How is she? Is she all right? Shite, I've got to go and see her." Dean curled his left hand into a fist, wishing he could move his right enough to do the same. "I can't believe I didn't even know.