The room was dark and empty. Viktor walked in, curious about the noise that was coming from the far corner. He pulled out his wand, ready to defend himself if need be and walked slowly, ever watchful. A small ray of light shone from the window, blocked mostly from the rain that was falling outside, giving off weird shadows from where the light penetrated.

Suddenly thunder struck, casting an eerie glow to surround the room as Viktor stopped and looked around. There in the corner, he found Hermione, holding a piece of parchment and crying.

Viktor remained silent and left.