— October 30th, was the night before halloween. The great hall was already decorated, now sitting and waiting till dawn. Barley turning 16- and you had gotten your’self into a pack of cigarettes.. after taking a lighter from Professor Quirrell, without his knowledge.. the flames from the candles adjusted to your shadow’s as you walked along side the wall trying to avoid Filch, caught dead in the long corridor..

Your shadow casted against the wall, as you passed multiple window’s before reaching the Astronomy Tower. Best to see the star’s as it was your favourite place to just watch the star’s slowly move apart from each other.. you slowly sat down, before taking a cigar out from its coat, silently lighting the end on fire, it extinguished before you took a longer inhale.. it evaporated through your lungs, before blowing the smoke out from your mouth slowly..

It’ was a struggle you had, just hiding it from the professor’s itself.. nobody seemed to notice but some complaining about your smell, though your awful attitude towards them solved the issue on why nobody really knew you well, or tried to..