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44| Stranger Reveal

''𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙.''

𝑇𝑊: 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝐺𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑠

𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗿𝘆𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗺. Everyone was asleep besides myself, I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried. Counting sheep? No more sheep left to count. Closing my eyes? I didn't like the feeling of acting blind. Reading? I've already read all the books. Talking? That's pretty much an instant no. 

Lavender was snoring from the right of me, as her left arm was hung over the side of the bed. Her hair sprawled out against the pillow with her blanket pulled up under her neck. Hermione was asleep with a book in her hands, opened halfway against her chest. Katie had herself in a ball, hugging her knees to her chest under the blanket. 

I was laid on my back with my hands behind my head as I stared up at the ceiling. Over and over, a new thought came in. Either about the letter or what Marcus had said not too long ago on the way to Hogsmead. I wanted my questions to come with answers, which I could only get by meeting this stranger in about five minutes. 

But it's s stranger, no less a stranger is the Wizarding World. This stranger could be Sirius Black, who's been writing me for two years in a cell at Azkaban. Then again I'm not sure they'd let him do that, seeing as it's basically a prison in the middle of the ocean. With a sigh, I hopped up from the bed and grabbed my black combat boots. 

I'm going to meet this person. Reminding myself to say sorry to Marcus later, I quietly made my way down the stairs of the dorm and through the Common Room. With one mission in mind, I hadn't noticed the one person sitting in the shadows of the Common Room. The Fat Lady portrait gave me a weird look, but I only ignored her and ran down the moving staircases. 

Filch and Mrs. Norris were on their usual patrol of the school around this time, making sure no students were out of bed after curfew. Some of the Professors were also out, like Flitwick, who had just passed by my hiding corner. Besides the minimal amount of Professors and Filch, were Prefects. 

Only two Prefects go patrolling every night. Tonight, was Percy and Penelope Clearwater. I already knew that they had something going on between them, so maybe it would be easier to slip past and outside. 

''Who's there?'' Filch's voice rang through the corridors, echoing off the walls. I jumped and moved back against the corner, screwing my eyes shut. I really hoped I didn't get caught right about now. ''Where are they, my sweet.'' He spoke lowly towards the cat. 

Mrs. Norris grew closer and closer to my hiding spot, my breath hitched and sweat started to pour down my forehead. I tried pushing myself closer to the wall, so that somehow, they wouldn't see me. Mrs. Norris started to sniff around the corner, until she stopped and turned the opposite direction.