What's better than breaking the rules? After all, rules are made to be broken, right? So you did a lot of things for which you were often scolded by professors and prefects. You especially got on Percy's nerves.

At night, Hogwarts was so quiet that your steps echoed off the walls. The atmosphere was great. You didn't regret that you decided to break the curfew rule. Not everyone would dare to leave the hostel at night just to walk around and get on their nerves.

At some point you felt like you were being watched. Deciding not to pay attention, you continued on your way, enjoying the quiet, deserted atmosphere of the corridors of Hogwarts.

But it still won't last forever, right? So your calm ran out when you heard footsteps behind you. Then the adrenaline jumped. You weren’t scared, everyone knew that you were a troublemaker, so if you were caught, no one would be surprised. Besides, you knew how to run fast, so no one would catch you if you made an effort and returned to the dorm.

Sharply picking up speed, you began to hurriedly run along the corridors towards your dorm. The steps of your pursuer quickened, so that it became clear to you that you were being pursued.

There are a few more turns left to return to the “safe place”, but then you are suddenly grabbed by the hand and pulled back with such force that you almost fall.

"Why aren't you in the dorm at this time? You shouldn't be here." Percy said breathlessly, holding your wrist tightly so you wouldn't run away. He was so tired of you creating problems that he could no longer restrain himself and poured out all his anger and indignation on you.