014 - [Written] / [Action]
[Much as he hates text, there's no way in hell that his voice is strong enough or his face blank enough for him to say what he has to say. What a day for giant spiders and shit like that to pop out of nowhere.]
Hermione's gone. Again.
[If you want him, he'll be right where he usually is when Hermione goes missing, which is the library. This time, though, he knows that she's gone for good, at least for the time being. He's sitting atop of a desk, a cut on his brow from an earlier scuffle with some creature or other that he only absent-mindedly fought and looking decidedly empty as he stares at the door. There will be a lot of kicked-puppy expressions on his face as the day goes on and the door opens without revealing Hermione, but hope springs eternal... or at least for a couple of hours.]