Heath felt an overwhelming sense of dread as he read the instructions on the red paper. The thought of being in a dark room, unable to use his wand, reminded him way too much of the months spent in The Room! He was very tempted to sit this one out, but having grown up in a Gryffindor family, he was expected to face his fears instead of hide from them. He didn't even know why he still cared about their expectations anyway. He'd already let them down in every way possible last term!

Whatever the reason, something forced him forward. Taking a deep breath, he counted ten seconds from the previous person's entry. One, two… When he reached ten, he opened the door and stepped inside. The darkness of the room felt all-consuming, and panic set in. He just wanted to get to a desk fast!

Stretching a hand out, he tried to feel his way ahead. He took a few cautious steps, then crashed into something. Whatever it was, it felt soft and squishy like foam. Touching the object, he was able to feel that it was long and slender with a flat round top… a cylinder! He felt his way around the cylinder and continued ahead until he tripped over something. As he put his hands out to catch himself, he felt something hard and smooth. A desk, finally! Feeling for the chair, he sat down carefully and waited for the lights to come on. Please?