The night is gloomy and chilly. The sky is cloudy and it feels dark despite the moonlight. The trees lining the grounds of Hogwarts seem to have a gloomy look to them. Silence ruled over the place hence of everyone sleeping, except you as you blew out a smoke of your cigarette and leaned your head backwards with closed eyes. Every movement has been followed by his eyes, just like past days.

”I believe it’s past the curfew, miss.”, spoke professor Lupin and walked towards you.