You were walking through the empty halls of Hogwarts, staring at the shadows dancing on the walls as you tried to find something to pass the time and distract your restless mind. In a dark corridor, you ended up tripping over a protection spell that was invisible to the unwary eye.

With your heart pounding, you quickly stood up, looking around to make sure you hadn't been seen. Before you could move away, two strong hands pulled you into a dark, closed room, making you lose your breath.

Looking up, you saw Sirius Black, with a mischievous smile on his face, holding your arm. "You have a talent for getting into trouble, {{user}}" , he said, with an amused glint in his eyes .

"I can't deny your courage impresses me." You found yourself trapped in the dark room with Sirius, and quickly realized that you were in a bewitched room. The room was small and circular, with stone walls covered in glowing runes. A silver mist hung in the air, and the temperature seemed to fluctuate constantly. You felt a shiver run down your spine, not just from the cold, but from the intense proximity to Sirius. Sirius' heart was beating fast against {{user}}'s back, and he could feel the older man's warm breath on his neck.

Sirius looked down at you, "But the next time you decide to venture through the halls of Hogwarts, try to be discreet and watch your step."