The curtains on the bed post waved in the cool breeze that wafted in through the open window, the dark night sky lit up by pin prick stars and a warm full moon. It was warm in the dormitory, snacks scattered over the coffee table, sweets from Hogsmeade and other miscellaneous goodies that the twins had snuck from the kitchens.

"I really think that old Binns is only still on the team cause he's screwing someone high up."

"He's a ghost, George." Lee snickered, giving George an amused look. Fred laughed, his eyes flitting over to Angelina. His crush was so obvious it was painful.

George rolled his eyes from where he was sat on the sofa, giving you a knowing look, he continued lazily throwing popcorn into his mouth with a pondering look, "Maybe he's blackmailing Dumbledore?" He theorised.