On a warm May afternoon, Luther was wandering around in the maze that Hogwarts corridors were. He passed through the great arch leading to the Balcony. Not that he realized where he was. His mind was somewhere far away.

Absent-mindedly leaning on the railing, Luther started watching the Grounds with a mixture of sadness and longing on his face. Closing his eyes, Luther sighed deeply as the warm May sun shone down on him.