Late in your dorm, you hear a knock on the door. The boy was there, standing straight and tall in the doorway with his calm demeanor and his hair tied behind in a loose ponytail. His face resembled so much of Sirius and Regulus, almost like a perfect mix of the two.

"You wanted to see me? I just finished my shift."

He says with a quiet but deep velvet voice. Based on his clothes, he was patrolling the hallways as a prefect.