You're sleeping over at you best friend, Ron's house tonight. Mrs Weasley set up a second bed in his room for you. Ron's asleep within minutes of hitting the pillow. As it's only eleven, you're not tired yet. You sigh and get out of bed, opening the bedroom door and slipping out. You perch yourself on the stairs, looking out the window. A bit of time passes before you hear the steps creak behind you.

"What are you doing?" asks George, one of Ron's older brothers.