Harry had not heard from anyone all day. It was rather odd, Hermione ensured they spoke over the mirror at least once a day, if not more. His scar had been throbbing all day, but nothing out of the ordinary, no spikes or visions or even anything on the news. He had tried practicing Occlumency for a bit. He had read the prophet. He had even taken a walk but something was just not sitting right. He’d called out in the mirror a couple of times but no-one had answered. Hermione had mentioned she was thinking of visiting Luna, he tried to tell himself that, that’s all it was, they had gone to Luna’s and lost track of time. For some reason, he didn’t believe it himself.