Luna, being the divine goddess that she was, had discovered hers within a week and was now ready for the storm to complete the transformation. Theo on the other hand, was starting to stress out, there was no second thud in his chest, no erratic beat of another heart, another form lurking within. There was only one thing that could help him now, he knew - with Luna’s touch, he would surely be able to hear the beating at last. By Tuesday evening when the spell had come up empty again that morning, Theo passed Luna a note in transfiguration, the class silent as they took down notes from their books.