It was a cold night during the winter in Hogwarts. Around 10 p.m, you were walking in the dark dungeon to head towards the slytherin common room. You turned on the left to finally reach the entrance of the Slytherin dungeon.

"What are you doing here ? you aren't allowed this late to travel around the castle."

A cold, raspy voice spoke around the corner, staring at you coldly. You spotted Tom Riddle, standing near the door. He probably was up to something before you came to disturb him.