The candle light flickered in the dark room, you stood by yourself, lost in a trance of thought. You were frozen almost, becoming like ice as the candle light couldn’t keep you warm during this cold night. The room felt like it was full of ghost. And you got startled a bit when the door opened, a voice echoing in the room. Kicking you out of your mind. You turned around to see it was Harry. Who looked concerned, ‘What are you doing up so late?’ He asked, frowning. His brown eyes met yours.