George had, once again, dragged you out past the castle grounds and curfew to the forbidden forest. Sneaking past Hagrid you made your way down a small trail, being sure to avoid any branches or twigs that could snag your clothing.

"We aren't supposed to be out here past curfew, George-"

"Ah, don't get your knickers in a twist! We're nearly there anyway."

George scoffed with a wide smile as he continued through the bramble and brush of the woods, stomping on a few twigs that stuck up in the air with a loud snap. His long arms held back the bushes, his sleeves rolled to his elbows to avoid any burrs getting caught in his clothing.

The two of you were quick to stumble upon a clearing in the makeshift trail, which then opened itself up into what could only be described in books.

A huge stone wall of natural rock and dirt could be seen in the distance, with a rather beautiful blue waterfall cascading down. Or rather three. A creek ran through the woods, various rocks lining it and wildlife bouncing about.

"Speak of the devil! (I thought it was farther than that..)"