Inside the Slytherin common room, Ominis paced backwards and forwards in front of the large windows that looked out into the murky depths of the Black Lake.

Anxiety marred his features as he fretted over your whereabouts. You'd promised to meet him over an hour ago. He tried not to worry, but after everything that you'd been through, that was near impossible these days.

"Where in Merlins name are you?"