As the mighty meal sat happily in my stomach students began dispersing whilst the ceiling grew midnight blue.
I followed my fellow Hufflepuffs to which I have never spoken passed the kitchens and to the portrait of the fruitbowl. When I was half way through I noticed Professor Nocture staring curiously at us. He had a piggy nose and long brown hair tied back in a ponytail. He was quite tall and a bit on the pudgy side with a growing beard.
I was snapped back into reality by a push on the back. I fell face first onto our lovely yellow carpet and groaned...I was the wimp again. Nothing new.
I dusted off my cloak and closed the portrait behind me. Nocture was taking in every detail about how we got into our common room which was always a worry as our common room was easy to enter.
I know I am too judgemental, it was my least favourite quality but I don't trust Nocture. He seems up to something. But what?...Maybe Brook knows