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It seemed to be his habit, to show up at work and have to go flying off to tend to Theo.  Luckily, Greg still managed to get the job done or he knew he'd be out on his ass.  He rushed out the door, grateful he used his broom to get about, and headed straight to the hut.  There he immediately noted Theo's coat and his shoes, sitting in their spot by the door.  Cursing, Greg gathered them up into a bag, and turned to leave.  He rubbed his hands against the chill, noting that it had to be freezing.  He held the broom in hand and looked about for footprints.

Sure enough, there were the tell tale prints, heading straight into the woods.  Greg mounted his broom, hovering and followed them, scanning ahead for when he lost sight of them.

Under the trees, the snow was not as thick, and what was there was frozen solid, oblitherating any signs of Theo's journey.

"Bugger!  Fucking bloody hell!" Greg growled when he lost any sign of where Theo had gone.  The Forbidden Forest was not named lightly; there were any number of dangerous beings looking to pick off a tender morsel like Theo.

"THEO!" Greg called out loudly, hoping Theo would answer.