Vi hadn't been able to sleep really the night before. She had spent many of those hours at night, lying in her bed and just staring at the ceiling, before she had moved to the common room to sit by the fireplace. Fortunately she had brought a book with her which had helped her calm her nerves a little.

As she was heading down the staircase, she spotted Ace, Flynn, and a Hufflepuff girl (Sydney) near the caretaker and house elf. Argyle, wasn't it? "Hello!" she said with a smile not even bothering to look at the bulletin board because she figured it would be gone. Then she saw the hawk that was still as blood red as it had been before. Her smile dropped and she just stared at it. HOW? How was it still there? Had the blood stained the wall? She had walked closer to the group when she had heard Ace suggest that the ceiling was bleeding? Her blue eyes glanced up at the ceiling and she bit her lip. The very thought.... It unnerved her. She clutched her arms closer to her, hugging them around her, and stood close to Tenacius.

She looked up at the ceiling and then spoke, "From the ceiling? Is the castle... bleeding? Surely blood can't seep between stone..." Was Hogwarts... dying? Some sort of curse?