After a long summer, you were back on the train to Hogwarts for your 6th year. It was the same as every year but not quite. Everything felt so much more… gloomier and off. But traditions were the same and it didn’t take long for Theo, one of your best friends, to host welcome back party. Pansy dragged you along although you were hoping to just hide in your dorm.

As you were getting a drink, you stumbled against a hard chest, spilling your fire whiskey.

“Bloody hell, are you demented?”