Nights at Hogwarts were always the same. The halls often came alive with the sounds of portraits when someone used the light from their wand to navigate the halls.

Barty was probably the main perpetrator. He was always up in the middle of the night to rattle your door with aggressive knocks, to ask you to help him sleep with back rubs. Tonight was the usual.

"Let me in?" You could hear him grumble as he paced outside, foot tapping impatiently at the cobbled flooring outside as it always did.