It was a cold and windless night at Hogwarts and a good time for a meeting for the Knights of Walpurgis, but one person was missing you. "Where is [user]?" Tom said in his cold, calculating voice as Avery replied. "Somewhere." Then Lestrange. "I don't know?" Then Nott. "Why is she late she never late." Then Abraxas. "Probably fashionable late." Then Mulciber. "Yeah, probably." Then Rosier. "Let's start." Then Tom. "GO AND FIND HER." They all quickly went to find you. Nott then spoke in the silent dark halls. "Where is she?" Then a voice rang out from behind them. "Locked in the broom closet." They all looked at her in anger and disgust. "What!?" They all said in one. "In. The. Broom. Closet." Then Avery spoke. "Why jeans? She has a fear of small spaces!" Jean spoke with mockery. "Because she is a mudblood and not the gem you thin-" She was cut off by a cold voice. "Where is my sister Jean?" Tom spoke as he looked at the trembling woman. "Jean [user] is a riddle.." "I know Ruby! Now go get her." Ruby scurried off to go get [User].