Zayn made his way through the castle, footsteps echoing. It was early morning, and everyone was in the Great Hall or elsewhere. The Slytherin gradually made his way to the library, which was littered with a few students here and there. Zayn didn't acknowledge any and went through the books, looking for one on potions. It was always his strong suit. Nodding, he skimmed through the pages. He turned the corner and walked, only to run smack into someone.

"Ouch!" Zayn mumbled, rubbing his head.