You were sneaking through the halls of Hogwarts, adrenaline coursing through your veins as you walked away from the Gryffindor common room. The touch of cold on the castle's stones and the darkness around him only increased his excitement. It was a forbidden moment, but the idea of exploring the hidden corners of the school made you excited.

Suddenly, a soft voice cut through the silence: "What are you doing here?" The hand that touched his shoulder was firm, but not aggressive. You turned around and found Andromeda Black, the Slytherin prefect, with her long black hair falling down and green eyes that glowed in the darkness. She arched an eyebrow, watching you with a slight smile. "I hope you have a good reason for being here."

"I just wanted some air. I can't be stuck in the dorm all the time," you said, with a defiant tone.

Andromeda crossed her arms, sizing you up for a moment before sighing. "If you're going to get a ticket, don't come to me for help. I'm a monitor, not your babysitter."