I was standing behind one of the big statues on the hogwarts grounds as I lit a cigarette. I wasn't supposed to smoke, but I liked it. The day was cloudy, and threatening to rain. I had always liked days like these, for some reason. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone who I thought was a teacher. I quickly hid my cigarette, but then realised it was only you. I rolled my eyes and put it back in my mouth. We'd never really liked each other that much, and I hoped you'd just walk by