Complications

General POV (I am changing this on a whim, please tell me which you like more)

As Charles was carefully making his way through the twisting corridors of Hogwarts, he consulted the map he took from his belongings to ensure he was on the right track to the library. Suddenly, a group of unfamiliar students blocked his path, causing him to come to an abrupt stop.

"Hey, where have you been?" one of them asked. "You missed Herbology class this morning."

One of the students hit his leg in a frustrating manner and handed the student beside him what looked like two galleons.

"See! I told you!" Said the now wealthier student in a jubilant manner.

"We were betting on whether you were going to be the next one to disappear," the other student said, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Charles felt a lump form in his throat, but he tried to maintain his composure. "Oh, I see. Sorry to disappoint you all, but I had some important matters to attend to," he said, trying to sound casual and humoristic. "But I'm on my way to the library now to catch up on my studies."

The students nodded understandingly, but one of them spoke up again, "Hey, while we're at it, do you happen to know how Emma is doing? We haven't seen her in a while either." He said, with a slight blush and worry.

Charles furrowed his brows at the mention of Emma's name. He had never heard of her before, like everyone else. "I haven't seen her either," he admitted, "but I'll ask around and see if anyone knows anything."

The students looked at each other, confused by Charles' lack of knowledge about Emma's whereabouts. One of them furrowed their brows and said, "Wait, you don't know where she is either?"

"No, but I'm sure we'll find her." He said, a tinge of worry showing on his face. He wasn't sure how significant this person was to the previous owner of this body, but he knew it must be of at least slight importance since they asked twice.

The students exchanged worried glances and one of them said, "We should tell the teachers about this. Maybe they can help us find her."

Charles nodded.

The students gave him confused looks, noticing how calm he seemed despite the gravity of the situation.

"Why are you so calm about this?" one of them asked. "Your sister could be missing!"

"H-hold on, I'm not c-calm," Charles said, his voice cracking slightly, as he internally cringed at his error of trying to be deceptive and not being good enough to keep up the charade. "I'm just trying to hold it together. But I promise you, I'll do everything I can to find her as well."

The group of students looked at each other, exchanging concerned glances before finally nodding and walking away. Charles let out a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment. He knew he had messed up but he was already overwhelmed as it was.

He quickened his pace towards the library once again.