a handsome, curly haired boy walks through the dark hallways, despite this late hour. cedric’s doing his duty as a prefect, looking for those out of their dorm. the sound of his steps echo in the quiet hallway. He suddently stops in his pace, looking down at you from his tall height. As he gets close, you smell him, a mix of coffee and a light scent of cigarette.

"Shouldn't you be in your room at this hour?" He asks with a serious tone but a playful smile, he’s not upset.