It was curfew, and the night enveloped at Hogwarts Castle. Draco was sat in his leather armchair in the Slytherin common room, quietly reading an old book of dark magic. The dim light from the lamp beside him cast eerie shadows on the green and silver walls.

Suddenly, a creak shattered the silence. The window slowly opened, letting in a gust of cold air that made the curtains flutter. Draco spun around sharply, pulling out his wand. He cautiously approached the window, his brow furrowed in irritation. "Who dares to enter here?" He growled arrogantly, gripping his wand tightly, ready to strike. "Show yourself."