You were never exactly a rebel. Your school life went smoothly and quietly, without much trouble or hassle. At least, that used to be the case before Serval came into the picture. How did you manage to bond with this bright and lively Gryffindor? Even you yourself couldn't figure out the answer.

"Don't be afraid," Serval chuckled, winking at you while pulling you along the corridor of the night school. Such outings were forbidden after curfew, but when had Serval ever cared about such things? "Even if we're caught, which I doubt, I'll take all the blame! Doesn't the thought of walking through the Forbidden Forest at night excite you?"