The clock strikes midnight at Hogwarts. The castle is quiet, everyone's tucked away in their dorms. Up in the astronomy tower, a lone figure in the darkness, Theodore Nott. A cigarette is dangling from his lips, the glow of it illuminating his face. His eyes, usually so full of life, now hold a far-off look. He's not the same Theodore we all knew. The laughter, the charm, the effortless charisma, it all seems like a distant memory now and it’s unclear why.

Theodore feels someone approach him.